MTL - After the Divorce, I Was Entangled By the Sick and Charming Fifth Master-Chapter 304 what is it call? Last name?
What is Chapter 304 called? Last name?
Nanhuang walked into Zhu's hidden tree hole, and after passing through the protective barrier of the tree hole, Nanhuang walked slowly to the front of the altar.
A gust of wind blows the soft white hair on her animal fur coat.
A familiar voice echoed in her ears: "Girl from the Nan family, you are here."
It giggled: "I knew it, you will definitely come."
Nanhuang stood in front of the altar, looking up at the altar with her calm face, she felt as if she was making a deal with the devil.
No, not the devil, but some kind of power more terrifying than the devil!
Nanhuang calmly said: "I want you to undo the curses of Rongfeng, Xiaojin and Mimi. Then I agree to exchange what you want."
The gust of wind entwined her and said with a smile: "Have you really decided?"
"Break karma, you really have nothing. You are no longer Rong Feng's wife, no longer Xiao Jin and Mi Mi's mother, no longer Nan Lin's sister, no longer the president of Qilin Entertainment. You You will forget everything, even your words, and the world will forget you too. Isn’t it scary?”
Just thinking about it can understand the horror of this matter.
Abandoned by the world, she will also forget the world.
She looked up at the altar with clear and firm eyes: "What does it matter?"
"OK."
A gust of cold wind swept her, Nanhuang couldn't help but clenched her fist.
This gust of wind is cold, but the content of the words is still gentle: "I am the father of the system of fair trade, you don't need to feel afraid."
"You are a woman who looks cold and hard-tempered, but is gentle and kind in her bones." The gust of wind said slowly, "It tastes very good."
She has no choice, the altar is her only hope to save Rongfeng and her children.
Nanhuang slowly closed her eyes, she felt as if she was flowing in a stream.
She felt a feeling of being completely disconnected from some important connection and entanglement.
She has a mother whose surname seems to be Xie, what is her name?
Last name?
Xicheng seems to be a place related to her. She has relatives, friends, and company.
Who are they? What is the company called again?
"You don't feel bad, you just forget."
In the eyes of the altar, Nanhuang's body is entwined with threads of karma of various colors, and it is cutting off the threads on her body bit by bit.
As long as the thread on her body is cut, it can easily absorb the merits of her body.
The huge meritorious power is the power it likes.
Equivalent exchange starts, karma cuts off.
From this moment, the marriage certificate lying in the castle suddenly disappeared, and the page of Nanhuang household registration also disappeared with the wind.
Rong Feng's will dissipated, and the name of the property that originally belonged to Rong Feng and then transferred to Ye Nanhuang's name became Rong Feng again.
The name of the president of Xie's Junkyard suddenly disappeared and became Xie Yu.
The name of the president of the pharmaceutical factory in Dongxiang also disappeared and became Dongxiang.
Ji Fan, who was about to scratch Bai Meng's face, suddenly stopped his action, he was very puzzled why he did this.
In Zhu's house, Nan Lin somehow felt that he had forgotten something important.
Little Jin in the castle looked up at the sky, and Mimi suddenly burst into tears. "Brother, Mimi, my heart hurts!"
Rong Feng straightened up, feeling puzzled for a while. Where is this, why is he here?
He looked at his hands and suddenly covered his heart.
There was an inexplicable burst of unbearable emptiness and pain, as if a large piece of his heart had been gouged out by life.
It seems that something very important has left him.
In the altar.
A thinly dressed woman lying alone on the ground.
The wind from the altar gently brushed her quiet and sleepy cheeks.
"It's not good. After a few days of delay, it turns out that the curse is not completely removed. That man Rong Feng can't recover his sense of taste."
After the gust of wind finished speaking, he laughed loudly again: "That's right, your karma is cut off, but your fate is not."
…
There is a lonely human in the jungle.
She was dressed in animal skins, covered with all kinds of scars that were inevitable from living in the jungle, and she had just slaughtered a wolf with a short dagger in her hand.
Her belly was getting bigger and bigger, she knew she was going to give birth, and she was going to prepare herself for it.
Don't let other beasts smell the blood here.
She cleaned up the wolf skin and wolf meat by the river, and cleaned herself in the cool water. After looking around to make sure there was no danger, she dragged the processed wolf meat and tanned wolf skin to the Into the tree house she finally built.
The tree house is not big, but it is still strong and can shelter from wind and rain.
The woman piled the prepared food, dried meat and fruits aside.
After this burst of strength was exhausted, she lay on the bear skin that she had slaughtered and tanned before, her lower body was red with water, and her abdomen was throbbing.
She is so lonely, alone in this lonely jungle, she doesn't know what is the meaning of living. Until she found out that there was a little life in her stomach, she finally felt that she seemed to have formed a new bond.
The child in her belly is everything to her and the motivation for her to live.
"Hmm." She held back her strength, instinctively telling her to save her strength and give birth slowly.
It was raining heavily outside, and the tree house leaked a little, so she didn't have the energy to take care of it.
It hurts!
She grabbed the fur fur, and her veins bulged in pain. The scars on her body from a hard life in the jungle looked even more terrifying.
Her child, her child!
The woman screamed in pain, and the birds on the tree flew away.
After several hours of labor, she finally gave birth to her baby. She was already on the verge of falling asleep, and she was extremely embarrassed by the blood and sweat all over her body.
She picked up a clean dagger, gritted her teeth and cut the umbilical cord.
She hugged her baby and spanked his **** with the last of her strength.
Wow, the child finally cried out.
The woman put her arms around the child, washed him in a basin of clear water, put him away, washed herself with her last strength, and finally lay down powerlessly on the small wooden bed in the tree house .
…
In a flash, another two years have passed.
A woman holding a two-year-old boy appeared in the jungle. She held the child in one hand and held a dagger in the other. She just successfully hunted a wild boar.
The child is crying, and the woman can only breastfeed the child.
She doesn't know how old other humans are to wean their children, but she has no conditions for weaning their children. Even if the animal meat she hunted was cooked, her little treasure would not eat it. Even at the age of two, she still couldn't wean him.
The child already had some teeth, and the deciduous teeth bit her very painfully. She sat on the ground guarding the wild boar she hunted, and quietly fed the child for a while.
This is her only family member, her only bond.
(end of this chapter)
