For some unknown reason, her dreams foresaw the future.

...... Could it be that Zijian conscience found out that it opened the back door for her? Mu Rin added a touch of worry between her eyebrows. Because she thought of a second dream, a woman in white snuggling in a black coffin in the ice and snow.

Having lost the most important person and not even having the desire to live, will she end up like this?

Surely not, she said to herself.

Even if the master unfortunately dies, she still has Jingsheng and Xi'er.

Mu Rin took a moment to figure this out, and took the secret guards out of the city and came to the peak with his back to Chen Palace. The peak is cloudy and misty, and it is quite cold.

Standing in the distance, it looks like a divine sword from above......

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