As soon as Muyan discovered Xiaobao was missing, she immediately chased over.

But the visibility in Forest Mist was so bad, and she wandered about for a long time yet still couldn’t find her son.

Instead, she found Lin Sitong lying on the ground, waiting for her death.

Muyan was indifferent, but when she saw the miserable situation of Lin Sitong’s cut-open stomach, a surge of pity still filled her heart.

She took out several silver needles and inserted them quickly into the important acupuncture points on Lin Sitong.

But she had lost so much blood and her whole dantian had been torn to pieces, so there was no hope of survival.

Stimulated by the silver needles, however, Lin Sitong opened her eyes slowly.

Muyan asked hurriedly, “Have you seen a four-year-old boy? He’s probably holding a long haired rabbit.”

Lin Sitong’s eyes blurred and she was in a trance for a while then she pointed in a direction. “He… He ran away in that direction. You-you need to find him quickly. Gong… Gong Qianxue wants to kill him!”

“What?! Who are you talking about?!” Muyan’s pupils shrank strongly.

“Gong Qianxue… It’s Gong Qianxue… She dug… dug out the Contract Blood Bead in my body… because I contracted with the saint beast…”

Gong Qianxue! It was Gong Qianxue!

Hehe, that didn’t seem wrong. Only Gong Qianxue could’ve done such an insane thing!

She dug away the Contract Blood Bead from a living person’s dantian!

Lin Sitong’s eyes was slowly out of focus now, and her breathing became weaker and weaker.

Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. “Senior Martial Brother… Yichen… I… I promised… to be his bride… we were going to… be married next year… If he finds out I’m dead, he’ll… he’ll be very sad… I’m sorry… Senior Martial Brother Yichen… I can’t… I can’t be with you…”

Muyan had so much sympathy for this girl. She also felt a strong hatred against Gong Qianxue and worry for Xiaobao.

She had to go find Xiaobao right now.

However, Lin Sitong suddenly grabbed her and handed her a jade bracelet. “Young Lady… Please… help… give this to… Senior Martial Brother Yichen. Tell him… don’t be sad…”

“Wait, who is Senior Martial Brother Yichen? What’s his sect and full name?”

But as soon as Lin Sitong finished the last sentence, she closed her eyes forever and took her last breath.

Muyan looked at the jade bracelet with red blood lines in her hand, frowning. She then put it on her arm.

No matter what, the most important thing to her now was finding Xiaobao.

She would never allow Gong Qianxue to hurt Xiaobao again.

…

Xiaobao fled with his rabbit in disorder in Forest Mist, quick as a flash.

If it was just a short time, Gong Qianxue and her people couldn’t catch him.

But Xiaobao was only a four-year-old kid after all, and he was tired.

Finally, he was forced to the edge of a cliff.

The fog was thin there, and looking down from the cliff, there was still a misty forest below.

But it was at least a hundred meters above the forest underneath.

If he jumped down directly, he would fall to his death.

Gong Qianxue’s cold and murderous voice came from not far away in the fog. “Keep running! I’d like to see if you can escape my clutches!”

Xiaobao held the rabbit and looked at Gong Qianxue coldly.

One of the guards wanted to project himself and suddenly rushed up. With Mystic power gathering in his palm, he wanted to knock down Xiaobao with one attack.