Fang Zhiqiang said: "This matter is not mentioned in the biography."

Lin Zhen'er said: "According to the devils, Qin Yiluo did not know about this until his death. She was accused of her mother and her disciple in her previous life. The person who wrote a biography for Qin Yiluo was her biological brother, who deliberately concealed the fact that his father buried his sister alive."

Mu Changfeng said: "Since that the wizard master had known that his daughter had such a disaster, why didn't he rescue her before she was trapped in the Netherworld Ghost Realm?"

"Fate cannot be changed forcibly," Lin Zhen'er looked directly at Mu Changfeng and said, "Being trapped in the Netherworld Ghost Realm is a destined catastrophe. Forced change will cause greater disasters. She will accompany her daughter to go through the catastrophe and suffer together."

"Mother!" Fang Zhiliang sighed, and a warm current surged in his heart, "This is the true good mother. If my mother had known about my disaster, she would have helped her regardless of everything."

Lin Zhen'er said: "Someone told me a story. There was a poor and unfilial son who disliked his mother for being useless, so he carried her to the mountains to wait for death. The mother was afraid that her son would get lost, so she secretly threw some stones on the road to mark it. This is the heart of being a mother."

Fang Zhiliang sneered and said, "You don't seem to be qualified to admire such a good mother."

"I'm talking about your fate," Lin Zhen'er's expression was rare and serious. "Qin Yiluo was thanks to a great and good mother and finally broke out a way of life. On the first day I entered the Netherworld Ghost Realm, I was captured by the demons as a slave, fighting with lions and tigers every day for my master to enjoy. When the master died, I became the fire-burning girl of the new master. When cooking and cooking was a little bit unto the new master, I would be ruthlessly beaten. I haven't lived a good life since I was a child. Do you still expect me to be a kind and righteous person?"

"You mean that hateful people must be pitiful," Fang Zhiliang looked at Lin Zhen'er quietly. Her pity was even more than before. If Lin Zhen'er could grow up in Yulong Pavilion and have good teachings from her upright elders, she would inevitably become a well-known figure in the right path. Unfortunately, she grew up in an environment that was too cruel and used the method of the weak as the law of survival. If she deviated from the right path, she would probably not be able to turn back.

"You are really in trouble. You shouldn't have killed your husband and son."

“I also want to be a good mother like the story.”

Fang Zhiqiang said: "But you didn't do it."

Lin Zhen'er said: "If I have a little chance to survive, I will not be so ruthless. I signed a contract letter to loyalty to the Netherworld Ghost Realm. I must kill two people to show my loyalty and sincerity. The demons forced me to kill my husband and son. What can I do? If I don't kill them, it means that I have two hearts and all three of us will die. If I want to take revenge, shouldn't I live first?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "If it were me, I would choose to die with my husband and son."

"Come on," Lin Zhen'er sneered and said, "You haven't encountered that kind of situation, of course you can speak loudly."

Fang Zhiliang said silently, Lin Zhen'er said, "Do you think fate treats you unfairly, and you don't know that fate treats you well. Do you know the real cause of Qin Yiluo's death?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "I lost my life to resurrect my husband."

Mu Changfeng suddenly remembered what happened in the Flower Temple and said, "I remember the Flower Demon said that Qin Yiluo died to save his descendants."

Lin Zhen'er said: "That's true. Qin Yiluo is the first person in the world to take the immortal pill and immortal. She knew that her descendants would turn into blood demons. In order to save this child, she voluntarily gave up immortality, dug out her heart, and preserved a flower seed that has the effect of resurrection. Fang Zhiran, your ancestors 1,500 years ago gave up their lives to save your life. Do you still think fate did not treat you well?"

Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up and he said, "So, my senior sister has a chance to be resurrected?"

Fang Zhiliang was not moved at all, her expression was extremely dull, as if she heard something that had nothing to do with her, and said, "I'm almost gone. Is there any way to resurrection?"

Lin Zhen'er smiled mysteriously and said, "The Qin family suffered a great disaster in the Qin Wanli era. Many classics were lost. Even Qin Yiluo's biography is incomplete. In today's world, no one knows where Qin Yiluo's heart is preserved."

Mu Changfeng said in surprise: "Will you know?"

Lin Zhen'er gently stroked agarwood tree next to her that was about to die. In the blink of an eye, the tree was full of vitality in the dim morning light and said, "I am a person who can communicate with flowers, plants and trees. I can find out where all the strange flowers and plants grow. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can sense their breath, including seeds that have not yet taken root and sprouted."

Mu Changfeng suddenly saw hope, and his excitement was uncontrollable, and he said, "Please ask the girl..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that this was inappropriate and immediately stopped.

Lin Zhen'er said: "You want to know where that seed is, right? Mu Changfeng, don't you care about Fang Zhiliang anymore? It seems that's not. Once she follows me, you will find other ways to save her."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "I don't want to live, no matter how many solutions he wants, it's useless."

"That's the reason," Lin Zhen'er's eyes turned around on the two of them, saying, "I'm sure you really don't want to live. After your spiritual power is sealed, you won't be afraid."

"But you," Lin Zhen'er laughed strangely, "There is only one seed, Fang Zhiran doesn't want to live, and it just fulfills your wish to resurrect your sister. If you dare to play tricks, Mu Wanlian will be a little ghoul for the rest of her life."

Mu Changfeng's whole body was so cold, as if he was in the snow and ice.

He is indeed an extraordinary and powerful person in the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

Just now, Lin Zhen'er's purpose was not to gain sympathy or to express her inner sorrow, but to be careful of Mu Changfeng's misery behind his back.

She knew that he loved his family, knew that he loved his younger sister, and knew that he wanted his younger sister to be resurrected, so she used this as a bargaining chip to stop his plan to rescue Fang Zhiqiang.

Fang Zhiran said angrily: "You know where the seed is, which means you know the way to resurrect Lin Baoer. You have never thought of using this method to resurrect your sister. You have already made plans to threaten others."

Lin Zhen'er said: "Good steel is used on the blade. Any plan I make is based on protecting my greatest interests. The reason why you can't do anything to me is because you never know how to protect your interests. A cold-blooded and heartless person only has armor but no weaknesses. You can't beat me even if you live for another thirty or fifty years."

Fang Zhiliang suddenly smiled and said, "A conversation with you is better than reading for ten years. I have benefited a lot. Thank you."

Lin Zhen'er suddenly grabbed Fang Zhiliang's arm, rolled up her sleeves, pulled out the silver hairpin from her head, and carved a strange symbol on her arm.

Fang Zhiliang felt weak all over and staggered a few steps to hold agarwood tree.

Lin Zhen'er said: "Your spiritual power has been sealed. I will be kind-hearted for the last time. I won't take you away. I will return to the Ming family and reunite with my closest relatives and friends for a few more days."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "It seems you are confident."

Lin Zhen'er patted Mu Changfeng on the shoulder and said, "Remember it in my heart. In today's world, only I can successfully resurrect your little sister."
Chapter completed!