"Stop!" Xia Yu's eyes nearly split with rage. Her own child was about to be killed by the other party—how could she not be furious?
The Ling Sword shot toward the enemy with incredible speed. At this rate, rescuing the child would be no problem!
However, that was only if no one interfered!
At present, enemies surrounded her from front to back. How could they possibly let her complete the rescue?
Ling Swords fell like rain, but the enemy's attacks were just as terrifying. A massive sword net instantly sealed off every route Xia Yu could use to save them, allowing Old Lord Ruihe to stride through as if no one else existed!
Seeing the enormous crane claw about to seize Wanwan's body, everyone behind Xia Yu cried out in alarm!
Even Xia Yu, trapped within the sword net, had lost all hope.
Bang!
Every immortal believed that after this strike, the child Wanwan would inevitably become a cloud of blood mist scattering on the spot. Yet just as everyone stood goggle-eyed, they discovered that the enormous crane claw had met a figure dressed in black—and had been forcibly stopped!
I held the child in my arms, a smile appearing in my eyes. "Child, what's your name?"
Hearing my gentle call, the little girl immediately opened her tightly closed eyes.
She looked at me curiously, her face filled with bewilderment.
"Is Wanwan your name? Or is it your nickname?" I pinched her little cheek. Seeing that she was still dazed, I continued asking, "Do you know who I am?"
A divine light flashed through the little girl's bright, sparkling eyes. She suddenly shouted, "Grandpa! You're my grandpa!"
I laughed freely. "You're very clever. Did your mother tell you? Then can you tell Grandpa your name now?"
"My name is Xia