Afraid of dragging down her child, upon spotting even a hint of opportunity, she immediately burned her soul and blood, ready to launch a desperate attack, hoping to kill the enemy.
She held little hope of actually killing the enemy.
But, regardless, she knew she could at least kill herself.
When Xiao Lin and Weifu Bo simultaneously initiated their blood burning attacks, Chen Ping's heart recognized two relatives.
Never mind the blood ties.
The closeness of the soul is truly precious.
"Who can repay the spring sunshine with a blade of grass?"
Compared to the deeds of a certain empress in another world's history,
this "Empress Xiao" seemed naïve and foolish, always picking seemingly incorrect choices.
However, precisely because of this foolishness, such mistakes are the most treasured emotions in the world.
"Did you call me mother?"
Xiao Lin could no longer hold her expression, bursting into tears.
She embraced Chen Ping tightly.
