Mo Huaichen never expected that it would rain suddenly, so she was already wet.

Soon, she walked to the room and happened to meet Yu Shanglei holding the sunset sword.

So, she shouted out loud, "Yu Shanglei, do you still remember me?"

Following the sound, Yu Shanglei saw the man's face clearly, as if it was the cheek in his mind that he was looking for day and night.

A gust of wind blew, shaking Yu Shang's face, which made him much more awake.

In addition to surprise and excitement, the sunset sword in Yu Shanglei's hand fell to the ground.

Through the cold autumn rain, Yu Shanglei carefully pondered the familiar but unfamiliar face. It seemed that there was so blurry and confusion in his eyes.

Ling Xueyuan, who heard Mo Huai's sad voice, quickly got out of bed and rushed out with the child in his arms.

Seeing her in such a hurry, Yu Shanglei was a little worried, "Xueyuan, why did you run back with your child? Go back quickly to avoid getting cold."

At this time, how could Ling Xueyuan go back? If Yu Shang's tears recovered, then everything she had done over so many days would be in vain.

Therefore, she looked at Mo Huaichen and had a murderous intent in her heart. Although she was not willing, she had to do so.

Turning back to look at his child, Ling Xueyuan said, "Yu Shanglei, she is here to steal our child, so you must not let her live! She is a witch, you must kill her!"

At this time, Yu Shanglei was a little dizzy. He kept repeating Ling Xueyuan's words, "She is a witch, she is a witch..."

The rain fell on the ground and was already wet.

Then, Mo Huaichen walked forward again and said, "Do you still remember when you were in Yingyue City? We met and got to know each other. Do you still remember what happened to us in the Yuenu tribe? I ascended to the position of the leader of the Yuenu tribe. Do you still remember the little things we were in Qianyin Mountain? Facing confinement cold and confinement inflammation together. Do you want to forget me like this? That night I was the Xiaoqi in your arms, and I was the Xiaoqi in your promise. Could it be that you would forget me, Xiaoqi?"

Her tears mixed with the rain, and she held her hands tightly.

For a moment, Yu Shanglei's head hurts violently, and he screams, "Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi..."

But he couldn't remember anything between him and this Xiaoqi. Originally, the things that Xiaoqi did in his head were done by Ling Xueyuan.

"No! No! It's not Xiaoqi, not Xiaoqi, it's Xueyuan, it's Xueyuan! Who are you, why are you here?" Yu Shanglei pressed his head and controlled his consciousness with all his strength.

"Yes, it was me who accompanied you through all the difficulties, it was me who worked hand in hand with you, it was me who gave birth to this child for you... Save me and the child quickly, don't bewitched by this witch..." As he said that, Ling Xueyuan cried out, with the pear blossoms carrying rain, which was adorable.

Ling Xueyuan's words blurred Yu Shanglei's consciousness again, so he picked up the sunset sword on the ground and rushed out regardless of the scatteredness.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to penetrate Mo Huaixuan's belly, Yu Shang's tears stopped.

The rain hit Yu Shanglei's face, as if it had made him much more awake.

"Are you...are you stingy?" The figure flashed in Yu Shanglei's mind, but it was fleeting.

The sunset sword in his hand fell down again, splashing a pool of mud and water.

This situation is the most unfavorable for Ling Xueyuan. So, she ignored her actions and was only one last step before she could save Mingyu.

So, she forced her spiritual power regardless of her own physical condition.

In an instant, all the rain turned into snowflakes, and the puddles on the ground turned into snow.

For this reason, Ling Xueyuan vomited blood. At the same time, she didn't stand firm and threw the child out.

Seeing that the child was about to fall to the ground, Mo Huaichen immediately rushed over to catch the child.

"The witch is going to attack our children. Yu Shanglei, save our children!" Ling Xueyuan shouted.

At that time, Yu Shanglei seemed to be crazy and rushed towards Mo Huaichen and snatched the child away. However, he did not take any serious action.

Seeing the snowflakes flying, Mo Huaisen remembered the moment when she was dancing in front of Yushang's tears while singing in the mountains.

So she began to fly in the air.

This time the dance was exactly the same as last time I danced in Qianyin Mountain.

I saw Mo Huaizi twisting his light body, showing his most beautiful figure among the snowflakes.

The frown and smile opened the memory gate in Yu Shanglei's heart, because he stood there looking at Mo Huaisheng intently, motionless.

The snowflakes fell on Mo Huai's hair, and her hair was swinging freely in the air, and she was like the swallows flying in spring, light and agile, and her dress was graceful.

"Xiao Qi..." Yu Shanglei remembered the scene of that day and night, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

However, Yu Shanglei's medicine was still very strong, which forced him to wake up instantly.

Then, Ling Xueyuan shouted again: "Kill her, kill that witch, she is here to steal our child!"

When she was still one step away from rescuing Mingyu, Ling Xueyuan would never allow any accidents. She wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth, then slowly stood up and rushed out.

She saw the sunset sword on the ground, picked it up and stabbed Mo Huaiqin.

Fortunately, Mo Huaizong reacted quickly. She flew behind Ling Xueyuan's sunset sword, and her figure became more graceful and charming.

At this time, her graceful body and dress slowly pounded with the snowflakes and the sunset sword.

By accident, Ling Xueyuan cut off his dress and almost stabbed her skin.

"This is what I danced to you in the snowy night in the mountains, and I still remember it?" Mo Huai made an ethereal sound, which eroded Yu Shang's tears like poison.

"Ah..." Yu Shanglei roared in pain.

Just as the sound came into the ears of Mo Huaiqin and Ling Xueyuan, they were all injured by the powerful power hidden in Yu Shanglei's voice.

It was at that time that Ling Xueyuan finally stabbed Mo Huaisheng's right arm.

"Hahahaha... You witch is finally going to die!" Ling Xueyuan was very excited when she saw Mo Huaiqin being hurt.

However, when Ling Xueyuan pulled out the Sunset Sword, her body could not resist such powerful force at all, and could only sprinkle a mouthful of blood on Mo Huaisheng's body.

"I am Xiaoqi, your Xiaoqi!" Mo Huaichen stopped dancing and said, covering his wound tightly.

Seeing that Yu Shanglei's consciousness was about to wake up, Ling Xueyuan rushed towards Yu Shanglei and snatched away the child in its arms.
Chapter completed!