Chapter 1319 Doubt of Life Experience (27)

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What exactly is going on?

"Anyway, Auntie, you can go out with me now, okay?"

Yang Zimei reached out and took her hand.

Because of the lack of sunlight for many years, the woman's skin is so transparent that the capillaries can be clearly seen, and the hand is also calcium-deficient and soft, as if there is no bone.

"No...want...I'm...afraid..."

The woman shook her head.

However, in those eyes, it was full of anticipation, as if he really wanted to go out.

"Don't be afraid, I will be by your side."

Yang Zimei tried her best to make her smile look particularly gentle, and her tone was particularly considerate.

"I'm ugly……"

The woman looked at the sloppy long hair dragged on the ground and shook her head.

"Auntie, I'll cut your hair for you first, okay?"

Such long hair is indeed a burden, and if she cuts off her long hair, it is estimated that she will be more comfortable.

The woman nodded.

Yang Zimei took out the Mo Xie sword from the storage ring.

Mo Xiejian's crimson body was whimpering and screaming...

Its sword soul feels wronged.

It is obviously a famous sword through the ages, used to drink blood to kill people.

And now she's using it to cut people's hair, which is an insult...

Yang Zimei couldn't control it so much, because at this time she only had three sharp blades, Mo Xie and Yanyue Dao.

In comparison, Mo Xie is softer.

The crimson sword body shook a few times on the woman's head, then she cut off the long hair that was dragging the floor and kept it to her shoulders.

Although her craftsmanship is not good and her hairstyle is still ugly, at least she is much better than the sloppy long hair just now.

"Okay, auntie, let's go out now."

Yang Zimei supported her and said, "As long as you go out and recuperate for a few days, you will be fine."

The woman thought about it and nodded.

"Xuehu, check the source of that black and white aura here, I'll take her out."

Yang Zimei told Xuehu Road.

"Um."

Xuehu nodded, "She hasn't seen the light for many years. When you go out, you can't let her see the strong light."

"Know."

Yang Zimei bent over and let the woman lie on her back.

"I'm... dirty..."

The woman hesitated.

"Auntie, I'm not afraid of getting dirty. You are the mother of every day. No matter how dirty, I don't mind."

Yang Zimei soothed.

There were sparkling tears in the woman's eyes, weakly lying on her back.

Yang Zimei carried her away.

Seeing her coming out, Zhuge Yue jumped down from the tree and asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

"Look, this is the mother of the day."

Yang Zimei pushed aside the hair that covered most of the woman's face.

Zhuge Yue recognized it carefully and nodded, "Although I don't remember it clearly, it seems like she should be like this. Where did you find her?"

"It's imprisoned in a basement below."

Yang Zimei looked at the woman who was holding onto her clothes tightly because she was afraid of Zhuge Yue, "I don't know how these days are going, and who imprisoned her like this."

"Auntie, do you recognize me? I'm Zhuge Yue. Zhuge Yue used to play with Zhutian. You liked to call me Yue'er back then."

Zhuge Yue said to the woman while choking.

Hearing the name, the woman's hand that was tightly grasping the corner of Yang Zimei's clothes loosened, and she hesitated to ask, "Yue'er?"

"Yes, Auntie, it's Yue'er..."

Zhuge Yue said excitedly, "Remember? I like to eat your cakes the most. I used to stay at your house and beg you for food."

The woman's face softened slightly, and her eyes became somewhat softer.

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