With a flash of white, Mei Xueyan quietly appeared in the room. Seeing that Dongfang Wenxin had woken up, she was naturally happy. But seeing the fainted Jun Moxie with mouthful of blood, she was heartbroken. With her high level of cultivation, the severity of the injury was apparent at a glance. She lamented in her mind, the serious injury should have been a fake, why were you so desperate…
He was obviously dying…
Nevertheless, she was fully aware of how important Dongfang Wenxin was to Jun Moxie. Perhaps, Jun Moxie's desire for mother's love at that moment was beyond Mei Xueyan's comprehension…
Mother!
What a sacred word! As for Jun Moxie, the lack of mother had haunted him for both lives… My mother from my past life, why did she abandon me? Why? Do you know how much I needed you? Even in you hit me and scold me… I still needed you…
I lived a heroic past life. No one was not afraid of me. I was the myth and the miracle!
