Now being sucked into such a huge alchemy furnace, is this going to refine her soul? If her soul were refined, even her master's remarkable medical skills might not save her...
Thinking of the days she spent with Mo Jiuli, thinking that she would never see Baobao's mischievous eyes again, Lin Yue's heart felt a great pain, indescribable reluctance, her heart ached...
It turned out that in just a few years, she had developed new attachments, and Baobao and her master had become so important to her...
Lin Yue's eyes slowly filled with tears, and now that she couldn't move her body, she could only watch the flames below roast her, feeling her strength gradually disappear...
In the inn, Mo Jiuli found that Lin Yue's body seemed to be slowly getting colder and stiffer, and for the first time, she encountered a thorny problem...
