Zi Rong, Li's Father and Empress

At the same time, in order to confirm the senses of the people of the Taiyi God Race, in the divine residence! In the Divine Smelting Pool, a sound of water splashing could be heard.

“..”

There were thousands of faint purple divine lights! It was quiet and peaceful, mysterious and remote, like a veil or a flowing cloud, like a starry mist or a morning fog, surrounding Ye Qianli, reflecting her like a pearl, beautiful and serene.

Rong Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. He felt that his Junior Leopard was about to leave the world, leave him, leave this world, leave everything. He subconsciously walked out of the pavilion.

However, just as he thought about it…

"Wow!"

Little Rong Yi's cute and bright cry broke this remote beauty. The little guy had actually rushed into his mother's arms when his mother moved, afraid that his mother would disappear.