Meng Xingxian said, "If you love me, you wouldn't want anything bad to happen to my son, would you?"
The Barbarian King coughed violently, raised his hand to cover his lips, and when he lowered it, his palm was full of blood.
Meng Xingxian smiled and tilted her head, saying, "Husband, quickly speak to the nun."
After speaking, she sighed softly and continued, "Although the nun is formidable, she only has one Celestial Soul left, while my three hundred Three-headed Wolf Riders were meant to be your secret weapon for late-stage support, but I didn't expect to use them here.
Forgive me for being blunt, but if the nun insists on acting rashly, she'll only meet her demise.
Husband, you wouldn't want Mie'Er to lose the assistance of a Celestial Soul expert, would you?"
She spread her hands, speaking softly, "Moreover, I'm already here, so... how do you plan to enter the tomb?"
After saying that, she tilted her head back and let out a silver bell-like laugh.
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