"Master, master, master ..." Shui han cried out. The despair and sadness in his voice made Ling Chuxi's heart ache. She had promised this child, but what should she do now?
"Can I bring him back with me?" Ling Chuxi turned to look at the divine beast, her tone already full of pleading.
The divine beast did not pay any attention to her. Instead, it closed its eyes and flapped its huge five-colored wings. The white light that enveloped Ling Chuxi became almost corporeal and even more dazzling. Ling Chuxi could not see the situation outside, and the people outside could not see the situation inside Ling Chuxi.
"Chuxi, don't worry. We will take good care of Shui han." Bai Yue's and Yun Jin's voices could be heard from afar. It was as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.