A Trace Of Evil Seed

In this world, there were many people who used mystic techniques to extend their lives. The aura that flashed and disappeared on Xiaowu's body was a trace of evil seed.

This evil seed did not come from Xiaowu.

If Xiaowu missed her grandmother, would her grandmother miss Xiaowu too?

Her grandmother's lifespan was coming to an end, and she still had unfulfilled wishes. How would she extend her life?

Liu Sanniang looked at Li Guanfeng. "If you don't mind, I want to go with you."

Li Guanfeng frowned slightly. He realized that Liu Sanniang must have seen something. Li Guanfeng was deep in thought. Between justice and love, he would never choose justice.

Li Guanfeng said calmly, "I have something I want to protect, and Miss Liu has something you want to protect. If the two things we want to protect are in a conflict, please forgive me for having to become enemies with you."