A Marriage Gathering in the Divine Temple!

Ye Qianli's breathing stopped! At this moment, she didn't have the chance to enter the ancient battlefield. The cold blade was like a ghost that wanted her life, cutting through her skin.

Death descended once again! It was so fast that Ye Qianli was caught off guard. She didn't even have time to think about her beautiful prince or hug the child in her arms.

After a while…

When Ye Qianli could still feel her soft son in her arms, she came back to her senses from the cold death. She didn't know why she was still alive.

It felt like he had died just now! It was so real.

In the end…

However, she could still hear the voice of the handsome man from the magic box. " Idiot, you're not really scared silly, are you? " Because its bullet screen couldn't wake Ye Qianli up, it could only speak.

"Mother?" Yi 'er was also very worried as he held his mother's face. " Mother! "