Chapter 90:

In this moment of the moment.

Bibi Dong suddenly understood what she had been doing all these years.

How much does daughter Qian Renxue owe?

So much that she wanted to beg the other party's forgiveness.

I don't have the courage to make up for it.

Gradually, Bibi Dong's eye sockets became moist.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The corners of her eyes... were also tears.

Qian Renxue saw Bibi Dong's outstretched right hand.

Just in front of myself, I didn't go any further.

Seeing her cry at this moment.

The heart is even more uncomfortable.

The mother and daughter stared at each other.

Tears flowed like an open dam.

But no one spoke first.

First go to break such a deadlock.

Involuntarily, the entire martial arts arena.

Everyone around kept quiet.

No sound was made to break the silence.

Everyone was moved by Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's mother-daughter relationship.

If we say that Bibi Dong has a cold personality and a cruel heart.

Then the only tenderness left in her heart.

I'm afraid it will only be left to my daughter Qian Renxue.

In the arena.

Lin Feng's eyes were in stone.

He rubbed his eyes uncomfortably.

"Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue."

"Why do you two do this?"

"One can bear not to speak."

"One can bear not to ask."

"It's really a pair of stubborn donkey-like mother and daughter!"

"Let me kindly help you!"

Lin Feng smiled.

Open your mouth and blow hard.

Without warning, a violent hurricane blew up in the martial arts arena.

There were countless screams and screams.

The hurricane stopped after only three seconds.

And Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue under the ring.

The mother and daughter have hugged each other tightly.

Bibi Dong activated the purple soul power to protect Qian Renxue.

"Xiaoxue, are you okay!"

She looked excitedly at the daughter in her arms.

There was concern between his brows.

Qian Renxue raised her head, looking at the woman in front of her who had disliked her since she was a child.

The weak heart was deeply touched.

An emotion that can't be described in words is like a tide.

Let her be full of warmth and steadfastness.

This is a feeling I have never felt since I was a child.

It was also what Qian Renxue had been longing for... looking forward to all these years.

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

Qian Renxue opened her mouth with difficulty.

With all my strength, I finally buried these two in my heart for many years.

The words that I have never dared to say, I have spoken.

It starts after four or five years old.

How she wished to be like other children.

Be with your mother and do what a mother and daughter should do.

However, Qian Renxue asked her grandfather to take her to the Pope's Palace many times to find Bibi Dong,

Every time I was dismissed with disgust.

She was really sad and would cry sadly for countless nights.

I can't even call the most basic "mother".

Not even the most basic maternal love.

Qian Renxue didn't even know how she survived when she was a child.

Wait until she is a little older to awaken her martial soul.

They were sent to the Heaven Dou Empire Palace to hide.

It has been more than ten years so far, and it was only today that I saw Bibi Dong again.

Also see what happened to her during the ordeal.

Know the truth of the year.

I understand and feel sorry for Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong heard Qian Renxue calling her mother.

The corners of the eyes that were not yet dry became moist again.

Full of excitement and joy.

Looking down at the daughter in his arms, he had a look of astonishment and joy.

Her voice trembled and said:

"Xiaoxue, you...you just called me...what did you call me?"

Bibi Dong looked into her daughter's eyes.

As the pope of Wuhundian, she seemed anxious and restless.

Deep in my heart is both anticipation and nervousness.

Qian Renxue broke down in tears and hugged her mother tightly with both hands.

Leaning in the arms that she had imagined countless times when she was a child.

Sorrow cried out:

"Mother!"

"I didn't know you went through those things before!"

"I just thought you didn't want me anymore, thought you despised me!"

"Now I know the truth, I know everything!"

"I can understand... understand the pain in your heart, mother!"

"Can you forgive me? I shouldn't have deliberately not contacted you all these years!"

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my ignorance..."

Suddenly, Qian Renxue felt a crushing emotion in her heart.

All broke out at this time, crying very sadly.

Like a child, so cautious.

So... it hurts.

But this is what she grew up with.

The happiest, happiest, and happiest moment.

Bibi Dong was hearing about her biological daughter Qian Renxue.

Shouting "Mom," she felt her heart melt.

For so many years, I have been thinking about those hatreds that have been brooding in my heart.

It seems that they are all in the sound of "Mom".

Little by little, the wound was healed and healed.

Let Bibi Dong gain endless courage to face those tragedies back then.

Compared with his own daughter.

Will those things that have become the past and cannot be changed really be important?

Bibi Dong kept asking herself in her heart.

Looking at her daughter Qian Renxue in her arms, she wept with joy.

Finally...the answer.

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry."

"What happened back then has nothing to do with you."

"I shouldn't transfer the hatred in my heart to you."

"You have suffered all these years, Xiaoxue."

"Mom promises that it will never be the same in the future."

"I will make up for what I have owed you over the years..."

Bibi Dong said excitedly from the bottom of her heart.

While patting his daughter's back with his hand, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't expect to have a chance in this life to reconcile with her daughter, and she no longer has any regrets.

On the ring futon.

Lin Feng looked at Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

A warm picture of mother and daughter embracing and reconciling.

Accidentally got a meteorite in his eye.

He quickly wiped it with his hand, showing a sincere smile.

The most embarrassing mother-daughter relationship in Douluo Continent.

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