The voice was urgent, but it sounded very warm and familiar to Wan'er...
"Yes, it's Mom!" Upon suddenly hearing her mother's voice, Wan'er froze, her grip loosened, and Mo Tian fell again...
"Wan'er, you!" Just as Mo Tian was astonished, Blood Vajra suddenly leaped up, about to grab Mo Tian, when the scepter suddenly shot downwards, a beam of white light appearing right in Mo Tian's palm, which Mo Tian easily caught...
"Roar!" Blood Vajra swung his long arms, but still missed. At the same time, a large drop of blood from his hand was flung towards Mo Tian.
"Watch out!" Wan'er snapped to her senses and shouted. In her haste, she reached out to push Mu Tian away, but then she smelled blood...
"Whoosh!" Wan'er slid down, and a drop of blood landed on the back of her exposed hand.
Mo Tian landed steadily on the white scepter...
"Wan'er, Mom is here." This time, the voice was more genuine, and before anyone could react, she was already there.
Wan'er's head buzzed, and stars flashed before her eyes. When the golden light faded, she immediately saw a familiar and beautiful face appear behind a floating red silk ribbon. It was her mother, dressed in red, standing right opposite her.
Compared to before, apart from a slightly sallow complexion, my mother seemed unchanged. Her gentle eyes, filled with a melancholy and earnest gaze, were looking at me with loving kindness.
"Mom," Wan'er opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse, "Where have you been? Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"
"I've been waiting for you here all this time; you've forgotten your mother." The mother slowly extended her arm towards Wan'er...
"Mom, how are you?" Wan'er looked at her mother and was about to step forward when Mo Tian grabbed her arm.
“I,” Crescent Moon’s eyes darkened, she shook her head, tears welling in her eyes, her arms still raised high in the air, “loneliness and despair have been chasing me. I’m imprisoned here, unable to get out, and I’ve almost forgotten what the outside world is like…”
As Crescent Moon spoke these words, she looked utterly pitiful.
"Don't worry, Mom, I'm coming to save you. Where's Dad? Where did Dad go? Let's go together and get away from here." Wan'er began to struggle, trying to break free from Mo Tian, but Mo Tian held on too tightly, and Wan'er couldn't break free for a while.
"Child, Dad is here..." Before Crescent Moon could answer, she heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground behind her. Although the voice was a little hoarse, Wan'er immediately recognized it as her father Ye Sheng's voice.
Looking in the direction of the sound, a hunched figure appeared behind Crescent Moon. The father looked different from the mother; he had completely changed.
He was disheveled, with a thick black iron chain around his neck, and a foul odor emanated from him. His tattered clothes revealed dark red scars on his arms.
Father's eyes were cloudy and lifeless; following behind Mother, he looked like a homeless man who had been away for many years...
My father has been tortured to this state! Is this still the handsome and sunny father I knew? My father is just an ordinary man, so naturally he couldn't resist the harm of magic. It's already a miracle that he's alive.
It must have been his mother secretly protecting him, or perhaps his father had undergone some strange change...
Seeing her father in this state, Wan'er felt a chill in her heart, cried out, "Dad!", and forcefully flung her arm away...
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