Finally, ah.
Yi Lin was very emotional.
As for the exact reason for Yi Lin's emotion, it varied from person to person.
The three Mother Spirits were reborn.
In the Maple Forest, they chirped and chirped, running like the wind, swirling fallen yellow leaves, and playing in delight.
In their previous lives, they were "humans", after death, they became "spirits".
And now, they could again.
No wonder they were in high spirits.
Even Nie Hongxie, who usually showed no emotion, couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, using her snowy, slender toes to gently brush the yellow leaves in front of her, rare blushes appearing on her face.
It seemed she was quite happy too.
Bai Xiaoyi, after playing for a while, reasonably requested a knife to practice with.
Yi Lin happened to have an Ancient Sword in his warehouse, usually used for digging, uprooting, making holes… a Siao Thirteen brand, which he casually tossed to Bai Xiaoyi to train with.
