After Qin Taiming's death, Song Xia wandered around the Qingyang Continent for over a hundred years. Although it was just a small world in the cultivation world, there were still countless wonders and different scenery that often amazed her.
Sometimes Song Luo would accompany her, and sometimes she would act alone. Perhaps because she had seen more of the world, Song Luo's mind had become much more open than before, and she was not as clingy as she used to be.
The mother and son saw off the old tree of Qingyang together. His injuries were too severe, and no matter how much care he received afterward, he could not recover.
By this time, the demon kings of Sunset Forest had come to realize that nothing is immutable, and even for themselves, death was only a matter of time.
After the old tree died, its already withered trunk lost its last leaf. It had guarded the Sunset Forest for tens of thousands of years, and even after its death, it continued to nourish the Sunset Forest.
This time, Song Xia stayed in Sunset Forest longer than before, and she cooked all of Song Luo's favorite dishes.
Song Luo was much more composed than before. That day, she suddenly asked, "Mother, I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven. We'll be able to reunite in the future, right?"
Song Xia patted his head as he did when he was a child and affirmed, "Of course."
She wasn't lying; although she still had countless worlds to go to, what in this world is impossible?
Song Luo said firmly, "I will find you."
"good."
Song Luo's ascension tribulation came very suddenly, and although Song Xia's cultivation was similar to his, the tribulation did not seem to summon Song Xia at all.
During the final few lightning strikes, Song Luo and Song Xia seemed to see immortals in the sky, who were desperately casting spells to maintain the entrance to the passage.
The two had similar guesses: the so-called Immortal Realm might really be in trouble, and the ascension passage was only opened as an exception for Song Luo this time.
Sensing the need on the other side, Song Luo took a deep look at Song Xia before fearlessly flying in.
His ascension greatly inspired the other cultivators on the Qingyang Continent. However, they did not know that the closure of the passage was actually a good thing for them. It might have cut off communication with the Immortal Realm, but it also cut off any potential harm.
After seeing Song Luo off, Song Xia looked around the Qingyang Continent, which she had already explored, and finally decided to leave.
She left without notifying anyone, and some say she ascended to heaven.
Back in the system space, Song Xia was still savoring his daily life on the Qingyang Continent. He had to admit that with leisure and money, and being the top combat force on the Qingyang Continent, the past hundred years after the great war had indeed been very comfortable.
The system spirit attached itself to Song Xia because it had gained a lot of energy from saving the entire continent.
Song Xia stroked his fluffy fur: "We'll see Xiao Luo again, right?"
"There will definitely be a chance."
"Then let's go to another world."
"Xiaxia, don't you want to rest for a bit?"
"We've rested long enough on the Qingyang Continent."
Song Xia's mind went blank, and memories of Song Luo slowly drifted away. She only remembered that another child had embarked on the right path, and then some memories seemed to be imprinted in her soul.
For example, when she first arrived in this world, she felt her body being beaten. Instinctively, she swiftly retaliated, something her body couldn't have done before.
"You bitch, you dare hit me!" The man was furious and hit even harder.
But Song Xia did not sit idly by and wait to die. She grabbed a chair from the side and smashed it at the man, instantly blurring his vision with blood.
"Waaah...Mommy..."
Hearing the child crying, Song Xia ignored the man and went into the room to hug the child: "Mommy is okay, don't cry."
The child cried even louder when he saw the bruises on her face.
"It's okay, it's okay. Mommy won't let Daddy hit Mommy and our Wenwen again."
"grandfather……"
Song Xia's eyes turned cold: "Yes, and your grandfather too, he can't either."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a drunken man burst in. Seeing his son lying on the ground with blood all over his face, he sobered up considerably.
"Ahui, Ahui!"
Song Xia calmly came out, then dialed 110, followed by 120.
"You bitch, you hit me!" The old man was about to hit Song Xia when he saw this. Song Xia dodged while holding the child. Because he had been drinking, he was not very agile and almost fell several times.
The old man's veins bulged, and he grinned, revealing a set of black and yellow teeth: "I won't let you get away with this. If anything happens to Ahui, I'll make you and your son pay with your lives."
Song Xia ignored him and calmly gave her daughter water and then fed her.
"Mom..." The little girl clutched her clothes worriedly.
Looking into her eyes, Song Xia said confidently, "Mom will be alright."
"Mom, you eat first."
"Okay." Song Xia took a small bite of the cake and fed the rest to her daughter.
The police and paramedics arrived shortly afterward. Because the man's injuries appeared to be very serious, the police questioned Song Xia about her statement very seriously.
Song Xia did not deny it: "Yes, I hit him."
Why did you hit so hard?
Song Xia pursed her lips, then took off her coat in front of the police. Except for the parts covered by her vest, her body was covered with bruises of all sizes, a terrible mix of blue and purple. When she rolled up her trouser legs, both of her legs were covered in the same bruises.
This is an urban village, and soon it was surrounded by tenants who wanted to watch the excitement.
They chattered in defense of Song Xia: "That man is a scoundrel; you can often hear him hitting people."
"Call the police? Why haven't you called them? They said it was a family matter and they couldn't interfere."
“That child cries every day, it’s such a tragedy.”
"Officer, this girl won't be arrested, will she? You have no idea how hard she's suffered. She usually goes out to set up a stall to earn money all by herself. Her husband and father-in-law are both scoundrels. They're either drinking and gambling or beating her. That man even forces her to ask for money to go find other women. You know what kind of women they are. A man like that deserves to be beaten to death."
"That's right, they not only beat women, but also children. If the women can't pay, they take it out on the children."
By listening to the tenants' questions, the police also learned how things had unfolded, and their attitude towards Song Xia instantly changed from seriousness to sympathy.
"You can get a medical examination to assess the extent of your injuries, and then seek legal assistance."
Song Xia just stared blankly at the policewoman, her expression completely blank, yet the policewoman felt a chill run down her spine.
In fact, the police officers themselves know that domestic violence cases are often more complicated than determining liability for ordinary injuries.
"He hit me before and it was fine. I only hit back this time. You can't arrest me, right?"
The policewoman said awkwardly, "That depends on the severity of your husband's injuries."
Song Xia lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
On the other side, Jiang Wenwen, who was being questioned by other policewomen, just kept crying: "Don't arrest my mother! It was Dad who beat Mom. Mom was just protecting me. Please let my mother go..."
Because the policewomen couldn't soothe Jiang Wenwen, they finally took her back to Song Xia. The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly for warmth.
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