Better to Die than to Live

However, for the past four hundred years, Zhao Shuning's aura had only been on that copper piece.

However, it was laughable.

For the sake of this tiny wisp of aura that did not exist, Luo Qiu had, for the past four hundred years, continuously transformed into a different person, roaming about the world.

He had been searching for traces of Zhao Shuning.

What a pity.

In the past four hundred years, there had been nothing.

As time passed, her ability had become more and more refined. She had been thinking, if her elder sister was still alive, would the current her have the qualifications to stand in front of her and protect her?

He knew that the woman in the ghost realm who was similar to his elder sister had given Mo Yan a child.

Luo Qiu merely smiled.

However, after she returned to the ghost realm, she unexpectedly discovered something extremely strange.