91 Grieving 5yr

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Mo Tiange was aware there were many Foundation Building cultivators keeping guard outside, but she was too lazy to worry about them. Even if she went to deal with them, what could she possibly do? How could an Aura Refining cultivator fight against so many Foundation Building cultivators? In any case, without reinforcements, it was only a matter of time before she and Second Uncle lost their lives.
A boisterous rumbling noise outside snapped Mo Tiange out of her trance. She took out her Green-Wood Sword. In order to avoid being subjected to torture after falling into the hands of those cultivators, she was determined to go to the underworld together with Second Uncle.
However, just as she was about to swing her sword, her hand suddenly became numb. Her grasp loosened and the sword fell to the ground. Soon after, she heard a familiar voice, "What are you doing?"
Mo Tiange looked up and was instantly dumbfounded. "You…"
Qin Xi, who had walked into the house, furrowed his brows and as