But what's the point of that!
Why don't we try to get more information out of him tomorrow? Besides, this Gu Daoist has never aged, and his cultivation level is completely unfathomable.
Thinking about this, she was surprised to discover something she had never noticed before: she herself was aging very slowly.
Moreover, her blood was pink, and Zhongguo had never known what her blood looked like. She never bled when she gave birth.
She only experienced severe bleeding when giving birth to Hehua, and Hehua was delivered by Baiyun on Black Mountain.
Thinking further, Lotus also suffered a major hemorrhage when she gave birth to the pear blossom, but Lotus's blood was red, and she was the one who delivered the child.
So, what exactly happened to her?
A series of events erupted at this moment, keeping her awake all night.
In the morning, the rooster crowed, and Ma Lihua slowly woke up, feeling sore all over. Right, how did she faint?
Why can't I remember this?
She struggled to sit up, looking at the unfamiliar bed and the unfamiliar room, but she didn't panic.
"mother…………"
"Milk…………"
She called out weakly a few times.
"Creak..." The door slowly opened, revealing a man dressed in antique clothes. His hair was long and meticulously styled, and he did not appear effeminate.
His skin was very fair, and his appearance was so handsome that he seemed unreal.
Ma Lihua is also a person who loves beauty, and looking at handsome men is a form of appreciation!
"Who are you? Where are my mother and grandmother?"
Ma Lihua's delicate voice rang out, and she stared straight at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes as she asked.
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