"Tch! What a pathetic old guy! I have only absorbed half of his life essence, yet he appears to be on the verge of death, and if I continue to absorb a little more, he may indeed die." Mo Xuanqing grumbled in disappointment as her eyes kept looking at Pang Wacun, who looked half-dead, but she suddenly remembered something, causing an evil smile to appear on her face. "This woman has a son, and he is still young, so his life essence must be stronger than this old man's. Hehe! It would be better if I went to see him now and absorbed his life essence cleanly."
Without getting dressed, Mo Xuanqing immediately left Pang Wacun's room and made her way to Pang Liyuan's room, causing the members of the Pang Clan, especially the men, to look at her strangely. Even so, none of them dared to think such a thing about her, especially since Pang De would immediately kill them if they dared to touch his wife.
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