This... What kind of energy is this?

Is that Xuan Li?

No, not Xuan Li!

It's purer than Xuan, and it's thicker than Xuan.

Like the natural spirit that nourishes the heavens and the earth and all that is between them, as soon as she enters the body, her dried veins are moistened by spring rain and a little revival is brought back.

And even stranger, with this influx of energy.

She seems to have an extra force in her body that flows through her muscles and eventually converges in her abdomen.

But it is not the air, nor is it gathered in the air sea.

It's another, more subtle space, where she stores energy she's never felt before.

What the hell is this?

Why does she feel a little familiar with this energy? She seemed to have felt it a long time ago.

A long time ago...

Heavenly Thunder rolls, Ten Thousand Thunder Clouds, body is burning pain...

But as a thunderstorm fell, her muscle pulse began to be transformed inches by inches.

The sea of gas, which had concentrated its power, also began to change, gradually producing another strange and powerful energy.

That is... spiritual power!!

It's the spiritual power that every martial artist on the mainland dreams of!

Mu opened his eyes violently, but closed his eyes stimulated by the intense light.

The scene in front of you becomes a little clearer.

“Mother--!! ”

There was a cry from Baobao in his ear.

And the man mumbled low, “Mu Yan...”

Subsequently, two almost identical pairs of eyes appeared in the curtain.

Big and small, but similar.

It's not just the similarity of these two eyes.

More like those eyes in her memory.

In the pit of darkness, only the contact of the body was as hot as rolling, and only those eyes were as burning as if to be reflected in her soul.

That night she never wanted to remember again.

Pain, agony, chaos, intoxication... upside down.

It was those same eyes that kept appearing in front of her.

The eyes of the emperor, why are they so similar!

Mu looked at the handsome face of the man and his deep eyes, almost insane.

No, no, no!

In memory, those eyes were red, fierce, almost invisible to the heavens and the earth.

He brought to Himself nothing but the pain and humiliation of that day and night except the treasured treasure.

But the emperor's eyes were full of reflections.

Even though the man pretended to be more ruthless and proud, his heart was full of himself.

“Muang, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? ”

When he sensed that his face was stunned and half unresponsive, he finally couldn't sustain his cool face.

Show anxious divinity in your eyes.

Bao is about to cry, “Mother, Mother, don't scare me! ”

Moe coughed a few times and her pupils finally slowly focused, falling on Baby's face: "Baby? ”

“Mother--! ”

Bao plunged into her face and held her neck tight, her body trembling constantly.

Crying repressed in front of the emperor.

I finally couldn't help but cry when I got to Mu Yan.

Little kid, soft, crying like a titty cat.

“Mother... Mother... Bao thought she would never see you again...”

It doesn't howl, it doesn't hysterize at all, but it makes people feel like they're soaking in warm water.

Mu Yan held the little man in his arms tightly and his eyes turned red.