Chapter 15 He has been trapped for the rest of his life
She seemed to be asking about her son's current situation, but Yuan Churong discovered that Mrs. Qin didn't miss her biological son at all.

Her eyes were a little wandering and even empty. She slowly approached her, stretched out her nails painted with red khaki, pinched her chin, and her tone became irritable, "Tell me quickly!"

"Well..." Yuanchu Rong frowned in pain.

Mrs. Qin held her chin with one hand and pressed her shoulders with the other. Her long nails dug deeply into her skin, causing a pain in her shoulders.

"With the beauty on his side, it seems he should live a good life." Mrs. Qin let out an enchanting laugh.

The beautiful face began to twist, and the next moment her tone was extremely harsh, "How can he live a good life! He should live in a dirty stinky ditch, lying on the ground like a dog and being trampled on by others! No, why should he? Can he still be alive? He should die, die!"

Mrs. Qin looked like a madman, cursing crazily, as if she was cursing her most hated enemy.

Yuan Churong became angry when he heard this, "You are crazy! He is your son!"

For some reason, when Lin Ze's biological mother cursed him like this, he felt extremely angry.

"Son?" Mrs. Qin's face was confused for a moment, and her eyes became even more terrifying the next moment, "No! She is not my son, he is the son of the devil! The son of that beast! Not mine...not mine..."

As she said this, she shook her head wildly, let go and fell to the ground, whimpering and starting to cry.

"My son is dead. He is dead. He was strangled to death by me..." Mrs. Qin cried so hard that her whole body trembled.

Yuan Churong didn't expect to hear such words. Why did Lin Ze's mother, Mrs. Qin, become like this?

Is this Mrs. Qin’s subplot?
"Why did Mrs. Qin become like this?" She asked the system while rubbing her shoulders.

System: "This character plot is a hidden plot, and the system cannot know the direction. The host is asked to explore on his own."

"..."

So you have a useless system, right?
Mrs. Qin raised her head suddenly, her expression had returned to normal, and the speed of her face changing made Yuanchu Rong feel terrified.

"Do you like Xiao Ze?" Her sudden question made Yuan Churong almost choke.

His little face turned red from suppressing it, and he was stunned and didn't answer.

"Do you like Xiao Ze?" Mrs. Qin asked again, with a terrifyingly stubborn look in her eyes.

Yuanchu Rong came back to his senses and shook his head reflexively.

In fact, she doesn't know in her heart whether she has that kind of feeling for Lin Ze. In this book, Lin Ze is now a powerful and feared being in the immortal sect, and she is just a dispensable cannon fodder to him. Yes, he could kill her at any time with the move of his fingers.

Seeing her shaking her head, Mrs. Qin had a weird smile on her lips. Yuan Churong was startled. Just as she wanted to get up, she was inexplicably restrained by her spirit technique and couldn't move.

"Little girl, don't look at me like that, I won't do anything to you."

Yuan Churong was a little panicked, but he saw Mrs. Qin holding a dagger in her hand. In Yuan Churong's surprised eyes, she slashed her wrist without hesitation.

What is she going to do?
Yuan Churong found that he could no longer speak, and felt extremely anxious.

Seeing her getting closer and closer, she resisted very much.

Well……

Mrs. Jean roughly stuffed her bleeding wrist into her mouth, forcing her to drink her blood.

She was frozen and unable to move, her brows furrowed, and her mouth was full of the taste of blood.

The strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose, and a feeling of nausea surged up instantly, and the corners of her eyes gradually became moist.

Drops of blood slid down the corner of her mouth, staining the front of her chest red. After bleeding for so long, Mrs. Qin didn't care much. Her face gradually turned pale, but the madness in her eyes did not diminish at all, and even became stronger.

What on earth is she going to do?
Yuan Churong closed her eyes in discomfort. After a long time, Mrs. Qin took off her wrist, stood up, took out a ribbon and wrapped it casually, "Okay, you can go."

She seemed to be normal again, but Yuan Churong knew that the woman in front of him was a lunatic.

Since it's a hidden plot, she doesn't even know what she's going to do.

I wish I could redeem the points immediately for a plot summary card to see what she wants to do.

Yuan Churong's whole body relaxed. The moment she was finally able to move, she struggled and rolled out of the bed, covering her red lips and retching.

After vomiting for a long time, I couldn't spit it out. I felt very uncomfortable. I slowly raised my eyes and said with difficulty, "What on earth are you going to do?"

Mrs. Qin is completely crazy, and she doesn't speak or act like a normal person at all.

Did he go to great lengths to capture her just to feed her and drink her blood?
"Axun, send her back." Mrs. Qin ignored her, sat back and continued to play the piano. The blood on her wrist dripped through the silk scarf and fell on the strings. She didn't care, as if it wasn't hers at all. Bloody.

Calm and scary.

Xiao Xun suddenly appeared and pulled Yuan Churong up.

"Send her back safely, other than that, don't think about anything else."

Mrs. Qin's faint words made Xiao Xun tremble, and he said very respectfully, "Yes, Mrs. Qin."

She was weak and a little exhausted, and was taken away by Xiao Xun in a daze.

As soon as they appeared outside Jichuan City, Quyinyin was transmitted by the induction array and rushed over quickly.

"Let go of Rongrong!"

Ever since Rong was kidnapped at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she and Mr. Lin had been looking for her for a whole day. She was particularly anxious and blamed herself in her heart for taking her out. She was drunk and her alertness was not as good as usual, so she let the gangsters kidnap Rongrong.

She really didn't expect that ghost cultivators would appear on the territory of Ziwei Palace.

Xiao Xun had no intention of getting entangled with Qu Yinyin, so he snorted and threw Yuan Churong out before using the teleportation talisman to disappear without a trace.

His body was directly facing Qu Yinyin's stabbing sword. Yuan Churong watched helplessly, but was unable to dodge. .

Qu Yinyin had no time to withdraw his sword, and when he was panicking, a slender figure quickly took over Yuan Churong's fallen body.

Lin Ze held the girl in his arms, his eyes were downcast and dark, but his hands held her tightly, as if he was holding the most cherished treasure.

The girl in her arms smelled a familiar scent on the tip of her nose. She raised her head drowsily and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes. She saw a familiar face in front of her. She couldn't help but call him softly, "Lin Ze."

She didn't know how pitiful she was at this moment, and there was a squeamishness in her tone that she couldn't detect. Lin Ze's chest rose and fell, and his heart that had been hanging for a day gradually settled into reality. He pursed his lips and looked down at her for a long time, and responded, " I am here."

"Lin Ze."

With another soft call, Lin Ze buried her head in his chest and picked her up.

"I'm here, don't be afraid, let's go back." He felt so soft inside. At this moment, he deeply understood that he might be in the hands of this woman for the rest of his life.

No one knows how many ways he tried to find her that day, and no one knows what decisions he made. He only knew that he must find her and see her intact.

Lin Ze carried the girl in his arms all the way back to Ziwei Palace and carefully placed her on the bed. He did not leave, but sat by the bed and looked at her.

Qu Yinyin looked at Yuan Churong who had fallen into a deep sleep, frowned and said, "Rongrong is not injured, is he?"

Lin Ze kept his gaze and whispered, "No, I checked and the blood on the clothes is not hers."

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