Even the Yan clan's destruction a thousand years ago had nothing to do with Xia yexu.
Yun bixue blinked, and a single tear fell. She had yet to fully recover from the pain, and the pain from her wounds was still lingering in her heart.
She couldn't muster up any strength or spirit.
He was still feeling the pain.
Yun bixue sat on the void mirror for a long time. She felt weak, and perhaps she couldn't bring herself to live anymore.
"Yun bixue, you still have a child in your stomach. You have to think about your child."
Yun bixue's body stiffened when she heard ye wuxia's words. She lowered her head to look at her stomach.
Only then did she realize that her stomach had become very big. She remembered that when she fell asleep, it wasn't this big. She was only four months pregnant.
Yun bixue placed her hand on her stomach. There seemed to be some fetal movement.
She was in disbelief."How long have I been sleeping?"
