Mu Liangqi looked at his son who was crying loudly beside Xia Shiyu's legs, and had mixed feelings for a while. Was it right to let Mu Shuang transform in the first place?

But at that time...... He really missed her too much.

And the only thing she left for herself in the world is Mu Shuang.

Qianjing was kicked out of Jiuhua by Mu Liangqi because of the ice silk dress that had been spelled - it was a birthday gift that she had carefully prepared for him.

Qianxing, who was driven out, was injured, and at that time, she couldn't understand why the clothes she had sewn after seven hundred and forty-nine days would become the key to the breakup between the two. Mu Liangqi slapped her, Qianyun held back her tears and left, she couldn't explain, she just read the endless disappointment in his eyes......

"It's okay...... I'll find out the truth, I'll ...... Give him a better gift. She walked out of Jiuhua in the heavy snow, and the cold snow fell all over her body, returned to the cabin at the border of Jiuhua, fell on the bed, and cried all night.

At that time, she was too young to know the pain of love, she was the first to be emotional, she was the one who ran after him, and in the end, she was the most hurt...... It was destined to be her.

She stayed in the cabin for three days, not eating, drinking, or talking, until the snow stopped and the first rays of sunlight shone through the wooden window.

What she was going to was the Abyss Ice Valley, the coldest place in the entire Six Realms, a cold ice hell where immortals had to shed their skin when they entered.

But she still went, just to bring back the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing that Mu Liangqi mentioned, which was one of the few topics he mentioned when chatting with her, the aura in this world is getting thinner and thinner, the spirit of ice and snow is too pure, and there are fewer and fewer people who awaken and transform on their own, maybe only the Haiyuan Ice Valley can still give birth to one or two pieces of spiritual Xuanbing.

"Are you lonely?"

"Nope."

Although he didn't admit it, Qianjing could see that Mu Liangqi didn't seem to like to be lively, but every time he saw the little monsters under him and his own clan together, he would always be a little envious.

She knew that he longed for a kinsman of the same kind.

So, she really went, searched for a long time, and only found the only piece of ice until her body was numb from freezing.

"When you're transformed, he'll have a companion—"

Qianjing brought back the half-human-high piece of Xuanbing, awakened it with her own blood, and saw that it slowly became spiritual, she talked to it, telling all kinds of things about her meeting Mu Liangqi, laughing and crying, like a little fool.

"Little stone, when will you be able to transform - Liangqi must be very happy to see you."

"Little Stone, I've been checking for a long time who might have done something to Bingsi Huashang, and it seems that there are some eyebrows-"

"If I'm too late, can you stay with him?"

At that time, Qianyun didn't know that the spirit stone had already recognized her as a mother when she cut her finger and dripped blood, and her consciousness like a newborn child grew rapidly, if she waited, perhaps, she could wait for him to transform - unfortunately, she was still found by the heavenly soldiers led by Jing Yi and imprisoned in the dungeon of the God Realm.

Qianjing already had a premonition of what she would suffer next, the contradictions between the two worlds of gods and demons were increasing day by day, and she was afraid that she would not be able to hide the matter of living on the border of Jiuhua. So that day, she got up early, placed Xuan Bing in the inner room where the sun could shine, looked at the increasingly rich aura, and shed tears happily: "You have to cultivate hard, and when you meet again, you must recognize me-"

She didn't expect that this would be a farewell.

When the nine grievances spread all over the land of the White Sea, Xuan Bing seemed to feel something, a small six-petaled plum blossom condensed on the surface of the ice blue, and a small child finally came out of the blue-purple light, just now, he clearly felt that the warm power was calling him. But when he calmed down again to feel it, there was no longer the breath of his mother between heaven and earth.

"Mother's ......" He really worked hard to cultivate, just to transform and hug his mother as soon as possible.

In the empty room, he suddenly wanted to cry, and muttered in a muffled voice: "Little stone...... I'm looking for my mother. ”