Whether I Live Or Die, I Don't Want To Be Taken Advantage Of

When Madam Huang woke up, Huang Ranshi was feeding Huang Mengqing medicine. Seeing that Huang Mengqing was fine, Madam Huang was overjoyed. "How wonderful! God blessed us."

Hu Qiushui sneered. It was not a blessing from the god. It was Huang Ranshi who took someone's life to extend his son's life.

Madam Huang asked him. "Husband, what medicine did you feed Mengqing? Why is it so effective?"

Huang Ranshi said gently, "This is the magical herb I accidentally found. It can revive the dead. Our son is not destined to die."

Madam Huang hugged Huang Mengqing. The joy of regaining her almost dead son was ineffable. She only wanted to hug him tighter and silently feel this joy.

After being plagued by the flood dragon's resentment, Hu Qiushui's cultivation stagnated. A few days later, she sensed that her lightning tribulation was about to come.