Seeing that he was focused on dealing with the group of people from the immortal sects, Yun Ran's attention was mostly on the little packrat.
She waved at the little packrat and called her back.
She deliberately used her body to block the little packrat's vision.
This was because she knew that even if Mo Beiyuan did not take the lives of those people from the immortal sects, the scene would definitely be very bloody.
Screams rang out incessantly.
They could even smell the smell of blood.
"Mother is a little tired. Sweetcake, accompany Mother to the hall to rest for a while!"
"Okay, Sweetcake will accompany Mother and protect her."
Yun Ran coaxed the little packrat into the hall. Then, she asked the guards in the Demon Lord's Hall to pay attention to the situation outside. If they realized that something was wrong, they would immediately come in and report it to her.
Actually, Yun Ran felt that she was overthinking.
