How can there be a little master in the world who is so evil and rebellious! Wuwuwu, he is really envious=== Xiuxian continent, polar region. The blood totem dissipated in the air like a wave of Emperor Ming Jue. There was a light smile on his cold face. This smile is very complex, as if with a little proud, and a little no big deal disdain, but also a trace of tenderness that belongs to the child alone“ Sir, what's the matter with you The Emperor Ming Jue said faintly: "the success of forging immortal body is now the third level of virtual immortal." This is the feedback from the blood totem“ Ho --! " Chang took a cool breath. What? Did he hear it wrong?! Success in forging immortal body?! Success in forging immortal body in Xiuzhen land?! How is that possible“ Hum, my son, what's impossible The Emperor Ming Jue coldly glanced at Chang Lao, his face with his own baby despised. Chang shook his head. "No, no, I'm just shocked." Then he couldn't help laughing: "if you didn't know that you had never been close to a woman in the past thousand years, I would have thought that the young master was your own son." He can make a blood totem with you without eating back. After receiving the divine power from the king, he not only could not bear it, but also forged the body. Also have such amazing talent, can easily get the recognition of shadow and cold night. It is said that, like you, you have blue eyes. It's a coincidence. Unfortunately, it's just his delusion. He has been with you for so many years. If you ever had a woman, or a woman in the martial arts field, how could he not know? Old Chang sighed: "I don't know what a rebellious existence my son's own father is." When Emperor mingjue heard this, he couldn't help thinking of Mu Yan's original sentence, "I only love Xiaobao's biological father." his face suddenly became gloomy. He threw his sleeve and said coldly, "I'll go back to Xiuzhen mainland in seven days. You can handle the rest."“ no Sir, I'm wrong. Even if the man is against heaven, he can't match you. Miss Jun must love you, sir... Sir... "The two who left in a hurry didn't find out. As long as he was in the land of cultivating immortals, he followed the broken army behind emperor mingjue, but this time he didn't. His mind kept echoing the old saying "if you didn't know that you had never been close to a woman in the past thousand years, you would have thought that the young master was your own son". His face changed a lot. For a long time, he lowered his head and whispered in a voice no one could hear: five years ago? No... it can't be so coincidental... It can't be... = = Danyang mountains, East“ Beautiful sister, little brother is OK, you stop, don't play any more. Woo woo“ Jun Muyan, stop using the divine musician skills, or you will die! " The sound of the ball and Qihuang rings anxiously in my ears. However, Mu Yan could not hear anything. Her face was as white as paper, her hands were dripping with blood, and the bone could be seen from the cut of the string, but she refused to stop for a moment. Peach eyes deep bottomless, reflected in the mountains and rivers of this world, but as if nothing. Only that remote, now still can't see the little figure.