“There are not many records of scenes in it, but they are very interesting. They are what Su Buwang’s biological mother left for him.”

Su Li filliped, and the Nixue Bead turned into a streak of blood light. It fell into Su Buwang’s hand. She said affectionately, “It finally returns to its owner.”

After Fang Yuan heard these words, his pupils shrank slightly, “You said that the Nixue Bead not only passed on the memory to Buwang, but also recorded ...