Imperial Phoenix Rules

Chapter 3283: Mother and son recognize each other

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What a bullshit conflict between the Talisman Gods, what creators and destroyers of the world, they are all excuses and lies!

Endless grief and anger surged in the heart of the red-eyed woman, and she wished she could immediately dig out Di Yize's body and whip it to vent her hatred.

But before doing this, she had one more important thing to do.

"Nameless, come here."

The red-eyed woman's expression was extremely gentle.

"Mother!"

Emperor Wuming's eyes were sour, he stood up and came to the red-eyed woman, lying on her lap like a child.

He was finally able to return to his mother and be close to her.

This time, the tragedy of his being killed by his mother will not happen again.

"In a blink of an eye, you are already so big."

The red-eyed woman stretched out her hand and gently stroked Emperor Wuming's back, her tone filled with disappointment and relief.

What's disappointing is that she was not involved at all in her youngest son's growth.

I am also happy that Emperor Wuming survived the catastrophe when he was in trouble, and was lucky to survive. Only then did their mother and son become what they are today.

The red-eyed woman always regarded Di Wuming as her biological son. She had long wanted to reconcile with Di Wuming. Di Wuming misunderstood her. She could explain to him that she was not the one who wanted to kill him, but that she was controlled by Di Yize's methods. .

Di Wuming wouldn't believe it if she explained it once, but she could explain it ten or a hundred times.

So she asked Di Lingtian to be merciful to Di Wuming, just to have a chance to explain clearly to Di Wuming.

Now there was no need for Di Lingtian to take the initiative to tie Di Wuming back, and he was forced to listen to her explanation. Di Wuming took the initiative to come to her with the truth that even she had never understood.

It's great that all misunderstandings are now cleared.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I have done many wrong things over the years, and I have made you suffer over the years."

Di Wuming lay on the lap of the red-eyed woman, his eyes sour and red.

She was tricked by her beloved husband and lost her youngest son.

After finally finding out that his youngest son was resurrected, he killed him with his own hands.

The younger son who was later resurrected by the younger son had all kinds of resentment. The mother must have been very depressed these years.

Di Wuming began to resent himself. His brother Di Lingtian had reminded him several times that things were not what he thought, and that his mother was forced.

But at that time, his heart was completely occupied by hatred and he refused to listen. He couldn't wait to interrupt Di Lingtian before he finished speaking.

He always believed that his brother Di Lingtian had betrayed him, and his mother was even more ruthless and evil-minded.

Both of them felt sorry for him.

Facts have proved that neither of these two people have ever felt sorry for him. It has always been him who has felt sorry for his brother and mother.

"Nameless, my poor child, you are the one who has suffered all these years."

The red-eyed woman sighed softly, "Tell mother how you got here all these years."

Di Wuming began to tell the red-eyed woman about his experiences over the years.

Returning to his mother, Di Wuming had many things to talk to and share with her.

He told the story from the time he had the first glimmer of consciousness after being aborted, until he learned the truth and rushed back to Tianji Continent.

By the time Di Wuming finished speaking, it was already getting late outside the attic, and a full moon was shining high in the sky. The moonlight penetrated the window lattice like running water and sprinkled the attic, making it warm and quiet.

During this period, Di Wuming not only told the red-eyed woman all his experiences, but also told about the two major cyclones between Di Lingtian and Jun Mohuang.

"That brat and Mo Huang have become the world masters of the True God Continent. Not bad, not bad, well done. How is my precious little granddaughter doing?"

The corners of the red-eyed woman's lips curled up, her eyes flashed with joy, and she felt very happy.

(End of chapter)