Xing Jiuan's heart trembled the moment she heard a hoarse and desperate female voice.
She turned and saw her mother in name amid the light and shadows. Her face was deathly pale, but there was a smile of relief on her face.
"Don't be afraid. Mommy is here."
Xing Jiuan couldn't help but reach out. Her figure floated over with her movements, and she instantly arrived in front of Madam Huo in her dream.
Then, she watched helplessly as the other party passed through her body and then collapsed onto the ground until her flesh and blood became a blur.
Xing Jiuan retreated in disbelief and almost didn't dare to look.
Then, the scene before her changed again.
"21st, you're so silly."
Master sat on the ground and leaned against Xing Jiuan's tombstone.
At this moment, apart from her master and Xing Jiuan, who could not possibly be seen, there was no one else here.
Xing Jiuan's heart was still beating wildly.
