The sudden and intense pain made Mu Yan unbearable and cried out terribly.

Immediately thereafter, the space fragmentation disappeared and Muay reappeared in the room.

Even the fat rabbit was forced to roll to her feet.

“Master...! ”

“Moo-Yan -!! ”

The door was banged open, and Luo Beiyu and Baiyichen broke in.

What you see is Mu's whole body bleeding, his face pale and unconscious.

Luo Beiyu almost fell on his knees and swept up in front of Mu Yan.

Tears came out, “Master, Master, what's wrong with you? ”

Even the calm white days have changed color, "Muyan, how can this be? What the hell is going on? ”

However, there is no place to hear their voices and answer their questions when they are completely unconscious.

The two panicked people were completely unaware that outside the room, under the night sky, between the three worlds, the changes were turning out a little bit.

The only thing I noticed was a fat rabbit who had turned from dizziness to return to God.

It looks at the weather starting to change outside the window.

Take another look at the sleepless mu 'er, the green bean's eyes appear a little horrified, shocked, unbelievable.

This... How is this possible?!

In the martial arts continent, without spiritual power, without the energy of heaven and earth, someone actually shaped the spiritual roots themselves.

And, after all, … is not the ordinary root of the spirit.

It's unique in heaven and earth...

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Tianyuan City, Junji Medical Museum.

Even in the shower, the emperor did not let go of the opportunity to train the baby.

In the water, the most natural adversity for humans.

Amid the limits of adversity, is it breaking the bottleneck or is it crushed by the limits?

The best place to test and hone people's minds.

Bao, a fierce man jumped out of the water and gasped.

White, tender, blushing faces show extreme tiredness.

But his eyes were bright and crystal bright, and he didn't blink and look at the emperor.

The emperor shook his hand and a blanket several times larger than Bao's body wrapped around his little body.

The man's lazy, cold voice sounded softly, "Two hours, not bad. That's all for today's training. ”

After that, bend over and connect directly to the blanket, lift the baby and walk out of the bathtub.

This time, Baby let him have it.

Short, small hand and hug the throat of the emperor.

A pair of blue eyes, identical to the emperor's, blinked gently, thick as a small fan of lashes with a wet mist.

The whole person looks particularly cute.

With a long blink, Baby couldn't help but ask: "Will Baby one day become as strong as you? ”

The emperor glanced at him and reached out and wiped the water off his face with a blanket.

Though clumsy, it carries a hint of softness that is not easily perceived.

“As long as you exercise well, you can. ”

The man's voice was indifferent, but he took it for granted, “You are the son of my emperor. If you are not strong enough, wouldn't you disgrace your face? ”

Bao opened his mouth and tried to say anything, but didn't say a word at the end.

He's young, but he knows.

The man in front of him is not his real father.

Mother never mentioned it. Who was his real father?

Once upon a time, Bao didn't care if he had a father or not.

But at this moment, in his little heart, a hint of sadness and desire arose.

If only this man was really his father.