Seven nodded and held song Qing's hand tightly. He raised his little face and said, "
"No matter how long mother stays here, seven will accompany mother."
He had heard what the East Qin Wu Guan had said earlier. As someone from the divine prison, he could vaguely guess what song Qing Xiao's promise meant:
"Mother will not be lonely."
Song qingxiao couldn't help but touch his little face. She smiled and nodded.
She turned around and looked at the huge Silver Wolf King standing behind her.
Even though the East Qin Observatory had already left, this loyal companion of his still vigilantly perked up his ears. That pair of grey-blue eyes maintained its rationality, as if it would swiftly and ferociously pounce on the wind and grass that was harmful to song Qing and tear the throat of the person who came.
It had once been song qingxiao's mortal enemy, but in the end, because of her pity, it was brought out of the divine prison to accompany her.
