The mysterious scent of that Hundred Flowers is unique to Su Mengling!
Although the fragrance was extremely faint, Nalan Jing still caught it.
Su Mengling!!!
It's her!
If anything happens to Yue'er, he will definitely not let her go!
Subsequently, Mu Xueying, Mu Xueling, and Chu Tiange rushed over.
"Sister Xue Ying, aren't you in a soul contract with mother? Quickly, sense where mother is and if she's alright." Mu Xueling's delicate face showed an anxious expression.
Mu Xueying's cold silver eyes narrowed slightly, her face growing solemn, "The master's presence vanished here."
Nalan Jing stood between the cliffs, his eyebrows furrowed like Qingfeng, the aura of the Life Ring had completely disappeared!
"Who hurt my mother?" Mu Xueling clenched her tiny fists, her eyes flashing with a cold, bloodthirsty light, her dark pupils reflecting a strange red hue, tinged with purple.
