Mo Baobao, who was ignored by a group of people, suddenly cried loudly.

The queen hurried forward a few steps, reached out to hold her grandson, smiled and said, "hurry up, my family must be in a hurry, take the little grandson out and show them."

Several mothers smiled and opened the door of the hall, only to hear the sound of exclamation from outside.

Mo Lian didn't look back. She just shook Joe's hand and said, "Joe, would you like to lie down for a while?"

Arbor is not so sleepy now, but she is full of joy and wants to take the little guy over again.

She just had a look, only saw the child's small face was wrinkled, and now she wanted to look at him carefully.

Mo Lian understood her daughter-in-law's mind best. Seeing her look like this, she nodded knowingly, touched the back of her hand and said, "I'll take him here."

He got up and walked to the door. As soon as he was about to step out of the door, he listened to Qiao Lin's voice outside. "Niang, there are black clouds in the sky. Isn't it going to be stormy?"

"Yes, it's just fine. It's full of stars." Johnson's confused voice came out.

Ink lotus heart slightly jump, hurriedly glance at the direction of the sky.

I go, where is the omen of storm? It's obviously like to A great punishment!

Who will be punished for lying in the trough?

His daughter-in-law has worked hard to give birth to a baby. The thief, who has no eyes, wants to punish her?

Prince Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously, and there were sharp and cold spots in the bottom of his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The Queen's face is surprised, holding the child's hand also unconsciously slightly tight.

Mo Lian put her hand to the baby. "After the mother, let the people outside find a place to hide. I'm afraid that the punishment will come."

"Punishment!" The Queen's voice suddenly rose to the top of her voice, and her face was full of anger

Mo Lian's hand extended a little.

Hands through a layer of defense layer, without hesitation to the little child to embrace.

He looked down at the crumpled little devil and turned to the tree bed.

This kid is really a careless little guy.

How can such a small man set up a defensive layer around him to block his father?

Hum, hum!

Does this kid want to turn over the world?

How can I see him in front of his father as a seventh or eighth level spiritual cultivation.

Ink lotus steps a meal, suddenly open wide eyes.

Wait?!

Seven, seven, eight? Level eight! Eight?

Mo Lian stumbled, almost fell on the bed, a pair of black phoenix eyes, staring at the little guy in hand.

It's not a delusion, is it?

On the defensive level, he did feel the breath of the divine realm cultivator.

Arbor saw her husband sitting beside the bed with a child in his arms. He sat there with a stiff back for a long time.

She couldn't help but get up to him curiously and turn a head in front of him. "What's the matter with you?"

Mo Lian holds the baby who has stopped crying for a long time. She doesn't know when she will fall asleep. She looks at her daughter-in-law with a wooden expression on her face. "Joe, you may not believe it. Our child, he was born already opened Xuan vein

The voice of Mo Lian suddenly said, "Qiao Qiao is now the eighth level cultivation of divine realm."

Arbor sees him to be startled at first not from have no language, "how?"

Mo Lian said expressionless, "my son has inherited all your accomplishments."

God punish, it's for this kid