C966 Profundity of motherly love

Blood, blood …

In that space, I heard one sentence after another reverberating unceasingly in the air. It wasn't a voice but rather some kind of willpower that was transmitted into my mind.

The next second, I saw the little girl leap into the air and pounce towards the blood that the old ghost was splattering. Her huge mouth was opened, and between her dense, sharp teeth a long