After eating the bear's palm, Muang was about to get up, but Bao brought a wet cloth towel.

She was only a four-year-old child, but grabbed her hand like a little adult and wiped the oil stain off her fingers.

Mu Yan couldn't help but hold the little man in his arms, rubbing and rubbing, kissing and kissing: “Baby, you are such a sweet mother, how can she live without you! ”

Bao's little face was reddish, leaning in Muxiang's arms, whispering: “Bao won't leave his mother. ”

Mu Yan was about to continue to mock his beautiful son, and suddenly the sky in the distance lit up a bright, colorful glow.

Her eyes squinted, releasing Bao, looking in the direction of the day, her mouth pulled together a seemingly flimsy smile.

“Mother? ”

Mu Yan lowered his head and said, “Baby, we've been hiding in this mountain long enough. Would you like to meet my mother and father outside? ”

"Are you going to town?" asked Bao. ”

“Not just in town!” Junmuyan shook his head, "we're leaving this cave, going a long way. Mother has something to do. ”

Bao was a little confused, but nodded, “Where's Mother and Bao? ”

Mu Yan raised his face and kissed Bao's cheeks before holding him up. He looked in love at the cave behind him.

This spiritual vein is a wonderful place to practice, but unfortunately we have to leave now.

Gong Qianxue, Jinfeng, Jinhong Gate, Heavenly Taoist Sect… and those who had murdered her in previous life.

Oh, I didn't know you guys were ready.

I'm Jun Mu Yan, back.

= = =

On the afternoon of spring, the warm wind slowed, and the floral scent struck.

Disturbed and rushed horseshoes come from afar.

Close to seeing this is a bunch of men in tight black flying fish clothes.

Headed by a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a slightly white complexion and a bright pair of eyes.

It has reached the Xuan rank.

All of a sudden, the middle-aged man straddled and stared in the direction of a giant banyan tree.

“My lord, what is it? ”

The middle-aged man did not speak, but quickly jumped off the horse and walked to the banyan tree.

The middle-aged man took a slight breath when he saw the view beneath the banana tree.

“Ah, what a beautiful girl and child.” The middle-aged man's men couldn't help but shout.

That's right, under that banyan tree, lying on the outside touching a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a pink carved jade, very cute granny doll.

The two heads leaned against the main trunk of the banyan tree, and the young girl's hair dripped apart, with that stunning appearance, had a sense of charm that made her blush and heartbeat.

The middle-aged man's men swallowed, “Big... do you want to take this woman back? If the Third Prince saw her, would he be mad? ”

The middle-aged man shrugged for a moment and waved: "Bring people back alive, don't touch her skin. ”

This snowball is generally perfect for flawless skin. If it bumps a little, the three princes must go mad.

A few horses didn't get far enough to see a luxurious carriage.

The wagon was dragged by eight maras and was divided into three whole spaces.

The man sitting in the carriage is Luo Beiyu, the third prince of the Red Flame Nation.

At this time, opposite Luo Beiyu, sits a beautiful and delicate girl.

Only a thin veil was worn on the girl, and her snowy white skin and luscious body appeared.

Fascinating.