In a simple thatched house, there was a woman lying in the room, her brows were furrowed all the time, as if she had dreamed of something terrible, and her expression was very painful.

"Don't!" A cry of amazement came from the mouth of a woman.

The next second, the woman sat up, her forehead covered with cold sweat.

The boy who was practicing writing in the hall heard the sound and hurriedly ran into the house.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Xiao Zimo looked at the beads of sweat overflowing from Bei Yutang's forehead, and the little person stood on tiptoe and wiped her sweat with his sleeve.

Bei Yutang looked at Xiao Mo'er, looked at the environment he was in, and his consciousness returned little by little.

She didn't die.

She's back.

Bei Yutang was anxious to confirm one thing, so she whispered softly to the kid Mo: "Mo'er, my mother is fine." You continue to write. ”

The boy Mo looked at her uneasily, but when he saw his mother's eyes, he obediently walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he left, Bei Yutang asked eagerly, "Feng, is it you?" ”

She waited nervously.

[Sorry, I'm not the wind.] Hello host, I'm your new system, called Hades. 】

Bei Yutang's heart sank, she thought of the last words it said, her eyes slowly became moist, and her voice choked and asked, "It, how is it?" Is it still saved? ”

She could be alive, and it must be too.

Ming felt the thoughts in her heart, and she couldn't bear to pierce her illusions, but she still made her understand, [No. In this world, there will be no more systems called wind. 】

Bei Yutang bit his lip tightly, and the tears in his eyes fell.

"Why am I alive in that situation and it can't?"

You are different from it. There are some things that you still don't want to know as well. 】

"I want to know."

Are you sure? 】

Bei Yutang nodded.

[The wind burned the original power of the system to deal with the evil system, and it died with it.] Originally, it could be reborn again, but in order to save your life, it exchanged its own chance of rebirth for your chance. 】

"That idiot."

Bei Yutang couldn't control it anymore and suppressed and cried.

Quietly watched her cry and let her vent the sadness in her heart.

It was only after half a ring that she stopped crying.

"How is Zuo Chen?"

[He's fine, he's dead.] 】

Bei Yutang knew that he was fine, and she was a lot more relieved, but when she thought of that stupid and cute wind, her heart ached.

It was dry and stupid, but she never thought about leaving it.

Actually, she has always been grateful for it.

It was it that gave her a second life, it was it that gave itself a chance at revenge.

After seeing her mood calm down, Ming said slowly [According to your performance in this mission, the task satisfaction at this time is fifty, although Li Mengmeng died in the end, but it is not from your hand, and it cannot be counted as your credit, so this time the satisfaction is fifty, and you will get fifty points. 】

Bei Yutang listened quietly and did not respond.

[Do you want to rest or continue the mission?] 】

Even though she knows what she needs now, as a system, she has to go through the program.

"Rest." Bei Yutang said in a low voice.

[Okay.] After seven days, the mission will start again. 】

"Hmm." Bei Yutang responded in a depressed mood.

When she walked out of the inner room, Xiao Zimo immediately put down the pen in his hand and looked at her with a worried expression.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zimo could obviously feel the depression of his mother's mood.

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