Chapter 1249: Mother
"The queen has finally met the young master's son that she has been thinking about day and night, and the young master has finally met the mother he is looking forward to in his heart......" The high priest smiled, his eyes were full of relief, it seemed that he had waited for a long time for this moment, although they didn't know what Chaos Immortal saw at this moment, but it could be seen from Chaos Immortal's expression and demeanor that Chaos Immortal was probably really seeing his biological mother, such warmth could not be easily expressed in an iron-blooded man, only close relatives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Huo Hong'er looked at Chaos Immortal at the moment, only to see that his eyes were gentle and full of tenderness, for Huo Hong'er, who grew up with Chaos Immortal since childhood, her understanding of Chaos Immortal was naturally more profound than everyone seemed to her, and she knew Chaos Immortal best.
Chaos Immortal is in the entire Warcraft family, he has been talented since he was a child, and he has an incomparably noble identity, and is sought after by countless people, but in fact, Chaos Immortal is a child who lacks love, no matter how much he suffers and how tired, he will swallow it by himself if he breaks his teeth, and he will never confide in Chaos Tyrant, no matter how much Chaos Tyrant loves his child, he can't touch the softness of the child's heart.
Although Chaos Immortal usually looks arrogant and domineering, in front of Chaos Tyrant, Chaos Immortal is even more lawless, but deep in his heart, Huo Hong'er knows that Chaos Immortal actually really longs for his mother, and when he was a child, he ran here countless times, in fact, Chaos Immortal misses his mother, hoping to meet his mother, who is not too clear about life and death, thinking that as long as he often drives to the place where his mother exists, he can always meet once, until he is discovered by Chaos Tyrant and prevents her from coming this time.
However, Chaos Immortal never gave up searching for news about his mother, whether it was his mother's fall or disappearance, he also wanted to see his mother's true face, at least in his heart, not a blank slate.
Huo Hong'er looked at Chaos Immortal with relief, and she was happy for Chaos Immortal in her heart.
"Brother Immortal has finally met his mother......"
Hearing Huo Hong'er's murmur, Xiao Yan was also happy for the chaos immortality, but for some reason, when he heard Huo Hong'er say the word mother, Xiao Yan's mind felt as if he had been slammed by a bell, and the roaring sound resounded in Xiao Yan's mind.
"Mother...... My mother...... Who is it?" this question exploded in Xiao Yan's mind, how did he ...... his mother Forgot?
Xiao Yan came to this world from the earth, at the beginning it was full of dangers and dangers, he has been constantly cultivating breakthroughs, until the peak of the Douqi Continent, and then to the Doudi Continent, Xiao Yan has long forgotten the earth Yunyun, maybe this is a more real existence than the earth, and he has also met a lot of life and death brothers, dear and beloved.
At this moment, Xiao Yan found that his life experience was somewhat similar to that of Chaos Immortal, he had never seen his mother, he had never seen him, and he only knew a little bit about his mother, and it was not until this moment that Xiao Yan remembered his mother.
The scene in front of Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly changed, he saw an ocean, the waves were magnificent, the sea was a gray sky filled with fog, Xiao Yan knew that this was his inner world, and this ocean was his memory since he was a child.
Xiao Yan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, like a pinprick in his heart, he looked down at his heart, and thousands of silk threads appeared, the silk threads were different in color, some were very deep, some were very shallow, circling and staggering, looking along the silk threads, Xiao Yan saw familiar faces, these faces made Xiao Yan have mixed feelings in his heart, every face was extremely familiar, so that Xiao Yan was worried, every thread was connected to the heart, except for the loved ones, that is, the beloved ones.