She reached out to grab her daughter's hand, but she was too slow.
The bone palm that had pierced through Wu ni 'er's body was about to take another step forward when the dragon's roar sounded. The sword light was like a hot knife through butter, mincing the body into pieces, leaving only half of the bone in Wu ni' er's chest.
Under the impact of the air current, her corpse lost its support and was also sucked into the storm.
"Ni 'er!"
Auntie Wu's eyes were filled with madness. She stood up and tried to grab her daughter, but her hand was held by another hand.
"Let's go!"
Song Changqing's voice reached her ears. Then, a strong force pulled her up and rushed to song qingxiao's side with the obstruction of the two sword Qi.
"Mother ..."
"Mother ..."
Wu Baoshan, who was carrying his son, came over. Wu baocai and his father took aunt Wu from song Changqing's hands and held aunt Wu's body while suppressing their sadness.
"My daughter ..."
