The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Bao bandaged his little face and nodded slowly. One pair of eyes shined particularly bright. "Bao is fine as long as he is with his mother. ”

The corners of Muay's mouth rose slightly, and her beautiful face once again revealed a lazy smile.

She looked at Baili's voice: “I accept the inheritance of a musician. ”

Hundred Miles was stunned again, "Wouldn't you ask how many kung fu secrets and babies the musicians inherited? Nor ask us the enemies of Kaleidoscope, or who might be against you in the future? ”

Mu smiled softly, with a mockery in his eyes, "I'd like to ask, but do you have time to tell me? ”

Bailey's audio stunned and then revealed a helpless and admirable smile: “Jun Muyan, you are such a brilliant woman. If it were you, it might really succeed… One day, perhaps we would see the sun again in the Hall of God. ”

In the talking room, the figure of the thriller has been fading.

Muang would ask because she felt that the inheritance space was becoming increasingly volatile and was clearly about to collapse.

And that's why Baili encouraged her to keep talking as she took the third retry.

Because if she doesn't succeed, the Baileys will no longer be able to sustain the existence of space, and the divine musician's legacy will be cut off.

Baili sighed softly, and there was some explanation in the voice, some reluctance, some anticipation: “The celestial piano brought its own space, the treasure left over from the Hall of God, and the notes I left you, all in it. One thing you need to remember is that the most powerful skills of a Divine Musician can only be achieved through the Celestial Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heaven. ”

“How do I fix the magic piano? ”

“Space… Map… Coordinates…" The sound of the Hundred Mile sound is becoming blurred and the image is almost completely invisible.

And Muay's space began to shake violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Mu Yan held Bao in one hand and the other grabbed the Celestial Magic.

The collapse of space is getting worse and worse, and everything around us is like a illusion into a light spot, converging on Muang's body.

There are countless images in front of Muang, caves attacked by sword and sound, dilapidated palaces, a variety of instruments… and then there is a constant change of rhythm in the ears.

Her mind began to tumble, adding to her memories of all kinds that were not hers.

No, the memory is inaccurate. It's supposed to be kung fu. It's the skill of a divine musician.

A massive influx of information made Muang's face a little pale and his forehead exuding fine sweat beads.

Bao looked painfully at her mother's painful face, wanted to make a sound, but feared to disturb her mother, and could only gently wipe off the sweat on her forehead for her mother.

He instinctively knew that the current mother-in-law could not be interrupted.

After about a minute, Mu Yan finally opened his eyes slowly and breathed out a long breath.

At this time, the inheritance space disappeared completely, and Muang and Xiaobao appeared in the foggy forest of black paint.

“Mother!” Bao shouted with surprise, holding his little hand tight against Moo-yan's neck.

Mu Yan kissed Bao's cheek and said softly and joyfully: “Bao, we have found Bao this time! ”

Baby crooked his head and gave a puzzling look.

This is so cute, I couldn't help but kiss her a few more times.