Her hand was very cold, at this time, she grabbed Huang Qingwan's hand tightly, and the slightest divine power entered her palm, wanting to understand Huang Qingwan's life in an instant.

Huang lightly pulled until Xiao Mo was scanning her divine sense, and did not refuse her, this is the fastest way for her to understand her life.

The little prince in his arms also stopped howling at this time, and a pair of beautiful crystal purple eyes kept staring at Xiao Mo faintly.

Well, his grandmother is really good-looking, just as good-looking as his mother, but why, his grandmother's hair is so white-

"Everything, that's how it is-" Xiao Mo held Huang Qing's hand tightly and didn't let go, and then, she couldn't help but sigh, she never thought that Xiao Xiaomo's life had experienced so much blood and loneliness, especially on that ancient star of life.

Back then, she just hoped that Xiao Xiaomo could simply grow up after the power of the Holy Spirit Stone disappeared, who could have predicted that after this, Xiao Xiaomo would encounter so many things.

After all, it was fate, and he was summoned back by the people of the Cangyi Temple-

Xiao Mo kept holding her hand, reluctant to let go of half a minute, at this time, his eyes fell deeply on Huang Qingwan's body, and said, "Xiao Xiaomo, in this life, my mother can't be by your side, there is that person, I love you so deeply, mother, I can't worry-"

After speaking, she turned around and glanced at Emperor Qianji, who was standing with the red-haired Fusang.

"It's just that the blood flowing in his body is full of extreme killing aura, and if you don't pay attention, you will turn into a bloodthirsty Shura-" In this year's time, Xiao Mo naturally saw the killing blood in Emperor Qianji's body, and after a pause, she said to Huang lightly, "He is extremely strong, and he actually used his own divine consciousness to suppress the killing blood, and his divine consciousness has been hit so hard, and he can still remember you, it can be seen that he really loves you-"

Huang Qingwan listened to her quietly, the more she looked at Xiao Mo, the more she felt that she was like a little mother, unprovoked, and she didn't have the slightest rejection of Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo cared about everything she said to her, and Huang Qingwan believed that Xiao Mo must have had a last resort to send her away-

"Will you be reincarnated?" Huang looked at her lightly, and the first thing she asked was whether she would be reincarnated.

In her realm, she can naturally feel that the little desert in front of her has no primordial spirit, no soul, only relying on the laurel scepter in her hand, even if she has a strong force to support her, she will not live long, after all, she will turn into nothingness.

"Reincarnation-" Xiao Mo sighed melancholy, "Maybe, yes, my soul has not been lost, perhaps, after endless years, I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated in this world." ”

Huang Qing's heart ached, and when he remembered Jiang Wenjing, he didn't know where she came from, and he was very sure that Jiang Wenjing was the reincarnation of Xiao Mo.

couldn't help it, reached out and hugged Xiao Mo in his arms, holding her tightly.

Just like back then, she liked to hug Jiang Wenjing.

"Little lady, I will, I will find you again." This hug is owed by Huang Qingwan to Jiang Wenjing, and now, holding Xiao Mo is like hugging Jiang Wenjing, their bodies have a very similar atmosphere, even if Huang Qingwan can't come up with any evidence to prove that Jiang Wenjing is the reincarnation of Xiao Mo, at this moment, he still regards her as his little mother.