The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,When Murong Qiao heard this, he was suddenly furious and looked at Xia Wan'er's mother, Lady Linglong, who was sitting in a chair by the corridor, saying, "How long will you wait",The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.。