<h4>Chapter 889: The Death of Mrs. Nn</h4>


    Nn Feixue squinted coldly as if Nn Yurong’s cold and merciless words sounded in her ears again.


    Nn Yurong... Hmph! Nn Yurong! You really are more ruthless and unrighteous than me, a person who has entered the evil path!


    While crying, Mrs. Nn grabbed her chest. Suddenly, her whole body convulsed, and a lot of blood began to spill from the corner of his mouth.


    “Mom! Are you fine?” Nn Feixue quickly helped Mrs. Nn and shouted nervously, “I’ll find a doctor for you! Mom, hold on!”


    “No need... cough cough...” Mrs. Nn coughed up blood while holding Nn Feixue’s sleeve tightly. She uttered words with difficulty, “These few days, even if I’m going to die, I want to see you to confirm that my Feixue is still having a good life. Now... cough cough, now mom sees that you don’t have to suffer anymore, mom is already very happy!”


    “Mom...” Nn Feixue’s eyes were flushed, and she hugged Mrs. Nn tightly.


    At this moment, she realized how thin her mother was; there was only ayer of skin and bones left.


    “Mom, don’t die.” Tears slid down from her eyes, “Mom, you’re my only rtive, please don’t leave me!”


    Mrs. Nn shook her head, and her tears kept flowing, “Feixue, mom can’t... can’t hold it anymore... Nn Hexi, you... don’t seek revenge from her again. She... she is really very powerful. The entire Nn Mansion was nothing to her, mom didn’t want you to be in danger anymore... cough cough... and, in the end, she... she let me live and gave me the antidote. Feixue, you promise mom. Don’t seek revenge from Nn Hexi anymore. Vengeance has a way... of rebounding oneself...”


    Nn Feixue wiped her tears and said while sobbing, “Okay, mom, I promise you. Since Nn Hexi saved you in the end, I will let her go!”


    Mrs. Nn showed a gratifying smile on her face. She stretched out her hand, trying to touch her daughter’s face, and she murmured, “Fei Xue, you have to live well... Don’t fall into the evil path... Don’t revenge... Mom hope that you will be happy... be a good person in your next life... mom also hopes that I can... be... a... good... person in my next life...


    Before she finished speaking, the hand that had just touched Nn Feixue’s face dropped weakly.


    She closed his eyes gently, and there was a smile of hope. It looked like she was asleep.


    Nn Feixue hugged Mrs. Nn’s gradually cold body, slowly closed her eyes, and a tear fell from her eye.


    2 dayster, Nn Feixue buried Mrs. Nn, then she knelt in front of Mrs. Nn’s grave in an upright manner.


    A slender ck round wooden barrel was ced beside her, and Zhu Zhongba’s face full of despair, pain and pleading appeared above the barrel.


    He widened his mouth and kept trying to make an inaudible sound, but his tongue and throat had been ruined.


    His hands and feet had been chopped off, some of his skin and flesh were being shredded, and he was being stuffed into ck round wooden barrel forcibly.


    Because of the nourishment of spiritual power, even if he suffered such an injury, he couldn’t die. He could only endure the torture that life was worse than death day after day.


    TL: At least, Mrs. Nn tried to be a good person before she died... Even though Nn Feixue had promised her mom, how could she not take revenge against Nn Yurong?