The cars made a turn and were getting further and further away from Jiang Xi. Sanbao leaned against the window and looked out. 'Mother...'
The light in Dabao and Erbao's eyes gradually extinguished. They seemed to be in a daze again. Zhao Dehai was extremely anxious.
Jiang Xi frowned and felt that the familiar aura was getting fainter and fainter. She sighed softly. She was now a lowly person, and even if she stood in front of the Zhao family's door, it would be difficult for her to enter.
Jiang Xi thought for a moment and decided to go back to her old profession. The Sky Peak in Jing City was a famous scenic spot in the country. There were eminent monks there, and it was also a temple that everyone fought to visit. At this moment, a row of bald monks with their eyes closed were meditating outside Sky Peak Temple, and there was a hexagram behind them.
