Chapter 390

Sudden severe pain, let Mu Yan can no longer help, issued a shrill wail. Then, the space disintegrates and disappears, and Muyan reappears in the room. Even the fat rabbit was forced to tumble at her feet“ Master --! "“ Mu Yan --! " The door of the room is pushed open with a bang, and luobeiyu and Bai Yichen burst in. What I saw was Mu Yan's bloody, pale and unconscious appearance. Luobeiyu almost didn't kneel down and rushed to Muyan. Tears burst out and said, "master, master, what's the matter with you?" Even Bai Yichen, who has always been calm, has changed his color. "Mu Yan, how can it be like this? What's going on? " However, Mu Yan, who had passed out completely, could not hear their voices and answer their questions. Panic two people completely did not find, outside the room, under the night sky, between the three worlds, earth shaking changes, is a little bit appear. The only thing I noticed was the fat rabbit who recovered from his dizziness. He looked out of the window at the changing sky. And look at Mu Yan, who is still sleeping. In mung bean's eyes, there is a look of horror, shock and disbelief. This... How is this possible?! In the mainland of martial arts, there was no spiritual power, no vitality of heaven and earth, and someone created the spiritual root by themselves. What's more, it's not an ordinary spiritual root. It's a unique place in the world. Even in the bath, di mingjue didn't miss the chance to train Xiaobao. Water is the most natural adversity for human beings. In the limit of adversity, is it breaking through the bottleneck or being crushed by the limit. It is the place that can test and temper people's mood. Xiaobao burst out of the water, gasping for breath. The little white face was flushed and extremely tired. But his eyes were shining, looking at the Emperor Ming Jue without blinking. Emperor Ming Jue's hand was raised, and a blanket several times bigger than Xiaobao's body wrapped his little body. The man's languid and cold voice rang out slowly, "two hours, not bad. So much for today's training. " With that, he bent down to attach the blanket directly, picked up Xiaobao and walked out of the bath. This time, Xiaobao let him hold him. The short little hand also hugged the neck of Emperor Ming Jue. As like as two peas, the blue eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the emperor, were blinking slightly, and the long eyelashes, like a small fan, were stained with damp mist. The whole person looks very cute. Long eyelashes blinked. Xiaobao couldn't help asking, "will Xiaobao be as strong as you one day?" Emperor Ming Jue took a look at him and reached for him to wipe off the water stains on his face with a blanket. Although the movement is clumsy, but with a trace of imperceptible tenderness“ As long as you exercise well, you can The man's voice is indifferent, but with a natural, "you are my Emperor Ming Jue's son. If you are not strong enough, don't you lose your face?" Xiao Bao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word in the end. Young as he is, he knows. The man in front of him is not his real father. His mother never mentioned who his real father was? Once upon a time, Xiao Bao didn't care whether he had a father or not. But at this moment, his little heart, but a trace of sadness and desire. If only this man were really his father.