Shu Ning glanced at Zi Qianjing who was standing quietly beside him, and said with a gentle smile: "Yue'er's son."

It was like being struck by lightning, and An Xi's whole body froze.

This man is Mu Ruyue's son? Could it be that she is hallucinating? How could such a thing happen? How could she give birth to a son who is only a few years younger than her...

"I heard it wrong, yes, I must have heard it wrong."

An Xi murmured to herself, as if this was the only way to make her believe that she must be hallucinating...

"Sister," Xiao Qingqing threw herself into Mu Ruyue's arms, raised her beautiful face, and smiled innocently, "You are finally back, but, didn't my little nephew come back with you?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Mu Ruyue, as if waiting for her answer.

Mu Ruyue's body froze for a long time before she relaxed. She smiled and said, "Huang'er has something else to do, so he's gone for a while. He'll be back soon."

After all, Xiao Huang'er's identity involves too many people, and he might be used by someone with ulterior motives, so now, he cannot appear in public...

"oh."

Xiao Qingqing sighed in disappointment. It had been a long time since they last met. She really missed her delicate little nephew...

"Come with me," Murong Qingchu's eyes fell on Mu Ruyue, and he glanced at Ye Wuchen inconspicuously, and said softly, "I have something to say to you."

Mu Ruyue's expression subsided and she nodded slightly: "Okay, let's go to the study to talk. Mom, Shu Ning is my friend, and these people, please entertain them."

As he spoke, he and Ye Wuchen followed Murong Qingchu and soon disappeared into the courtyard.

In the study, the man stood with his hands behind his back. The faint sunlight poured down and fell on his silver hair, making him as cold and elegant as an immortal walking out of a painting.

Mu Ruyue looked directly at the man in front of her: "I wonder what you want to say to us?"

Slowly, the man turned around, a faint smile appeared in his cold eyes: "A few days ago, I predicted the future of the continent and saw some scenarios. In a few days, the entire continent will be devastated and everyone will be in dire straits."

The scene was so horrifying that he never dared to watch it a second time...

Mu Ruyue’s heart sank.

She may not care about the life and death of other people on the mainland, but here, her beloved relatives are.

"The reason you told us this is..."

"I just want to tell you that you don't have much time left," Murong Qingchu smiled faintly, "After all, when those people are approaching, you should improve your strength! The spiritual essence is still too weak for those strong ones..."

Mu Ruyue's heart sank a little bit. As if sensing her inner uneasiness, a pair of big hands tightly held her hands.

The warmth from her palm calmed her heart, and her eyes turned to the man who was as cool as an immortal in the sunlight.

"I will improve my strength as soon as possible!"

Murong Qingchu laughed: "Do you know the Eighteen Levels of Purgatory?"

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Eighteen levels of hell?

Mu Ruyue's heart was shocked, and Xiao Jing's words before his death suddenly echoed in her mind.

Feng Jingtian was being tortured in the Eighteenth Level of Purgatory! Just by hearing the name, one could imagine what the Eighteenth Level of Purgatory was...

"It seems that you know that your friend is in the Eighteen Layers of Purgatory." Murong Qingchu smiled faintly and said with a gentle look, "Next, I want to tell you about the Eighteen Layers of Purgatory..."