Mu Qinghuang's heart trembled as she recalled those years.
At that time, she was fighting abroad and bought a longevity lock from an old gentleman in an ancient village.
Locks are not expensive, but they are expensive in the sense of longevity and worry-free life.
She originally wanted to take it back to her daughter, but unfortunately, she never could go back.
Mu Sheng, Xuanyuan Qi, broke each of her finger bones, took away the longevity lock that was still warm in the palm of her hand, and cursed her child to be a short-lived ghost.
"It doesn't matter."
Mu Qinghuang gently held Chu Yue's hand: "We, Xiao Chu, will have many new longevity locks, which are better than that."
"Really?"
Chu Yue's red eyes looked at her expectantly.
"real."
After Mu Qinghuang finished speaking, she stroked the back of Chu Yue's head and kissed the girl's hair gently: "Xiao Chu, have a good rest. Let mother do the rest. Mother missed your previous grievances. This time, let me do it."
I will be a competent mother."
Mu Qinghuang rubbed Chu Yue's head, then turned sideways, raised her chin slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Major General Xiao, take the young Marquis to heal his injuries."
"yes!"
After Xiao Huaigang finished speaking, he cupped his fists and saluted Chu Yue and then spread his right hand: "Little Marquis, please."
Chu Yue pursed her lips and refused to move, looking at Mu Qinghuang stubbornly.
Void was too powerful, and she was still worried about Mu Qinghuang's safety.
Mu Qinghuang's soul was shattered and her bones were broken.
In addition, after sleeping for so many years, the soul and the remnant soul have just merged and are about to come to the battlefield.
What's more, the aliens have established a link to the Void Gate in Dongli City, and with the blessing of the Blood Moon Red Mist, their strength has doubled, and their numbers are endless, countless.
Mother, will she be their opponent?
Chu Yue looked at Mu Qinghuang's side face nervously, her fingers tightly clenching the Divine Sword that protects the country.
If Shenwu needs it, she will always be willing to dedicate this body to this battlefield!
Mu Qinghuang turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Qi and the strange beasts among the enemy.
She frowned, some fragmentary memories flashing through her mind.
Suddenly, there was a sense of familiarity.
It seemed like she had dealt with these strange beasts many, many years ago.
But in her only remaining memory, this was the first time she had a head-on confrontation with a void beast.
Mu Qinghuang's mind gradually condensed, and the look she looked at Xuanyuan Qi no longer showed the gentleness she had when facing Chu Yue, but a murderous aura that made the world tremble.
"Master Hou."
The Evil King looked at Mu Qinghuang with longing and greedy eyes, "Where have you been all these years? Why haven't you come to see me? Why?"
His face was full of concern and urgency, and his words were full of false kindness, as if he had forgotten his crimes back then.
If he hadn't betrayed the Zhenbei Army and Mu Qinghuang, how could Mu Qinghuang have ended up like this? On a rainy night with violent storms and thunder, his bones were broken by the woman named Mu Sheng, and he was left in the dark in the ice coffin.
Countless days and nights.
She was wandering at the boundary between hell and the human world. She was neither a human nor a ghost, nor alive nor dead, lingering on. It was only today that she was able to see the light of day again!
"Xiao Qi."
Mu Qinghuang walked towards him with a knife in hand.
The evil king breathed urgently: "Master Hou, you haven't called me like this for a long time."
Mu Qinghuang smiled and said, "Yes, it has been many years."
The next moment, she took advantage of the wind and turned over, came to the evil king, and slashed into the evil king's kneecap with the red sword in her hand.
The evil king was so painful that he knelt on the ground with his other leg, raised his head, and looked at Mu Qinghuang who was very close with his red eyes.
Mu Qinghuang leaned down and looked down at him, pulled out the bloody knife, and whispered: "Can you touch my daughter? Or do you think that I came from hell just to see your hypocrisy?"
With your face, do you hear your disgusting voice?"