When I entered, I saw an antique room. A woman who looked like a middle-aged woman leaned against the wall, her face was extremely pale, and her orifices were bleeding.

Zhao Ling'er was kneeling beside the woman, her beautiful face full of crystal tears.

Li Xiaoyao stood aside, a little at a loss.

"Li, Young Master Li, Ling... Ling'er will entrust you to take her... she will go back to Nanzhao to see her father."

Grandma Zhao Ling'er's real identity is the maid of Zhao Ling'er's mother Qing'er, and said intermittently.

Li Xiaoyao has not spoken yet.

Zhao Ling'er cried and said, "No, grandma, you won't die."

"Silly kids, no one can survive. Grandma just... she left a few days ago."

Jiang tried to raise his hand and wipe the tears from Zhao Linger's face, but failed.

"Master, do you have any solutions?"

Li Xiaoyao placed his hope on Cao Yi.

Zhao Ling'er turned her head and looked over when she heard the sound.

Cao Yi was about to speak, when the light of the soul in Jiang's eyebrows quickly dimmed, and a faint divine thought came out: "My soul was severely damaged, and it has already turned back...there is no way to go."

"That's not necessarily true"
Chapter completed!