The Past Life 143

Mu Qingya got tired of crying and quieted down.

Her eyes were red with monstrously brewing anger.

There was also that crazy hideous light.

"Little Nine owes me a life. She owes me a life. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be so miserable."

"I will never let her go. In future lifetimes, I will haunt her. As long as she can reincarnate, no matter where she goes, whose child she becomes, I will haunt her!"

"I, Mu Qingya, swear here that I will never give up unless my soul disappears forever! Otherwise, I will be entangled in life and death!"

She gritted her teeth fiercely.

Qingluo froze, looking at Mu Qingya, and slowly closed her eyes. "I will help you. I will help you..."

She was her mother. How could she not help her?

No matter what Mu Qingya had done to her before, she would not resent her. She would only blame Little Nine.

It was because of Little Nine that drove her to such a state...