Li Huo's blood is clearly the inheritance of the Mohist lineage. There is no other family? However, Chang Lao, who just wanted to speak, immediately closed his mouth when he received the warning from the emperor. But I can't help muttering in my mind: what's the matter with you? After a trip to the martial arts training mainland, was my brain damaged“ Emperor Ming Jue, you accompany Xiao Bao. I'll refine some pills to cure you and star wolf. " Mu Yan touched Xiao Bao's face and looked at him with a frown. His face was full of pain and worry. But she couldn't help when she was awakened from the blood of fire. Instead of staying here, she'd better go and ask the Third Elder martial brother how to get rid of the residual mantra in emperor mingjue's body. What's more, Xiaobao kept reading about his father before he fell asleep last time. If you open your eyes to see Emperor Ming Jue guarding by his side, you will be happy. Emperor Ming Jue nodded and sat down beside the bed. It was not until Muyan's figure disappeared outside the door that he dared to show his depressed mood. Hold the boy's small, hot hand in the palm of your hand. The Emperor Ming Jue's mood surged for a moment, and her voice was almost hoarse and broken: "Xiao Bao, my father has come to see you."“ I'm sorry, it used to be dad who didn't take good care of you and your mother. " His children, the future heirs of the polar region. This should be high above, rich and beautiful, unlimited scenery. But because of his forgetfulness and stupidity, he wandered in the desolate world for so many years. Even because there is no father, suffered from ridicule and white eyes. And he owes Xiaobao and Muyan all this. As if hearing his call, Xiaobao's long eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes. Seeing the emperor mingjue sitting beside the bed holding his hand, Xiaobao was in a trance and called softly: "Dad..." the throat of emperor mingjue choked, and he could hardly control his emotion: "Dad is here." Xiaobao blinked, her eyes became clear. He realized that he was not dreaming at the moment, but actually seeing his father. In an instant, inexplicable grievances and heartaches welled up in my heart. Dense long eyelashes such as butterfly wings light fan, bean big crystal tears rolled out from under the butterfly wings. Xiaobao choked: "Dad, I thought you didn't want Xiaobao." Emperor Ming Jue could hardly breathe for a moment. He awkwardly reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his face. In a soft voice he had never heard before, he said, "how can dad not want Xiaobao?"“ However, Xiaobao is sick, so uncomfortable. My father came and went. He didn't even look at Xiaobao. " Xiao Bao said as he felt more and more aggrieved, and his face was full of tears. Small body also because of sobbing and gently shaking“ Because Xiaobao is not father's own son, so father dislikes Xiaobao? Don't you want Xiaobao? " no You are my own son! You are my Emperor Ming Jue's only flesh and blood. Emperor Ming Jue yelled in his heart, but all his words were blocked in his throat. He felt a little damp and hot in his eyes. It's hard to suppress the surge of emotion. He reached out, picked up the boy in bed and let him lie in his arms. The other hand gently wiped away the tears on his face and said in a dumb voice: "in my father's mind, you will always be my most important child and my father's most precious flesh and blood. Dad can not want everything in the world, but he will never want Xiaobao and his mother. "