Muyan was startled, and looked down at her palm, where the light had disappeared. Anger finally appeared on her calm face, "Qihuang, what are you doing?! Didn't we agree on the terms?"

"Can't I regret it?" In the space, Qihuang sat down on the lawn and said disdainfully, "I don't want to terminate the contract with you. I plan to die with you and your son!"

The veins on Muyan's forehead throbbed, and she almost wanted to curse.

This bastard, who wants to die with him!

How could she allow her precious child to die?!

But it's already too late!

Lily of the valley and green bamboo are making a comeback.

The wind howled, and the two long swords burst into flames.

Muyan closed her eyes in despair, cursing Qihuang, the willful bastard, a thousand times in her heart.

His consciousness sank into the space, and what he saw was the adorable look of Xiaobao with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.

How she wanted to watch her baby grow up and how she wanted to accompany him until he grew old.

Unexpectedly, even if they were reborn once, they would only have a mother-son relationship for only five years.

Muyan's spiritual tentacles gently caressed Xiaobao's fair and tender cheeks, and then resolutely sealed the space completely.

Her death will cause the space to collapse, but the Tianmo Qin will not disappear.

Maybe, maybe her baby still has a glimmer of hope.

Almost at the moment when Muyan closed the space, Xiaobao suddenly opened his eyes and murmured, "Mother!"

…

Just as Muyan's consciousness left the space, the sword was already whizzing in front of her eyes.

The cultivation level of Lily of the Valley and Green Bamboo is much higher than that of Elder Qi and Furong.

Even in his heyday, Muyan didn't think he could handle it.

What's more, at this time, she didn't even have any spiritual power or profound energy in her body.

Muyan slowly closed her eyes, waiting for death to come.

However, the expected pain of being burned and penetrated by flames did not come.

Instead, Muyan felt a warm energy envelope her.

She opened her eyes and saw the tall figure standing in front of her.

The figure was pierced through the body by the two swords of Suzuran and Green Bamboo.

The flames burned on his wounds, sizzling as the flesh was scorched and the blood was evaporated.

However, he didn't even sway and protected her firmly behind him.

Muyan's pupils suddenly shrank, her chapped lips opened slightly, and her hoarse voice was broken, "Chang... Yu..."

Her voice caused the body in front of her to sway and slowly fall down.

Linglan and Lvzhu withdrew their swords and curled their lips in disdain, "He's actually a spiritual practitioner."

"Looking at the fluctuations in his spiritual power, it should be related to the [Fire Flame Gate]... Ha, I didn't expect this bitch to be able to hook up with so many men and fall head over heels for her, even to the point of risking their lives."

"No matter how capable she is, she is not going to die now. What she has now will belong to our young master from now on."

…

Muyan stared blankly at Chang Yu lying in front of her, her eyes seemed to be dyed red by the blazing flames.

With her mental strength, she could clearly feel the vitality that Chang Yu was losing bit by bit.

She wanted to play the Demonic Qin and use the [Saint's Art of Benevolence] to save his life.

But now, she doesn't even have any spiritual power in her body.

She could only watch Chang Yu die, but there was nothing she could do.

"Why?"

Why not delay her survival for even a moment?
Chapter completed!