He is the elder of Heavenly Taoist Sect, a high-ranking martial artist with a great deal of congenital success!

Even... this little boy, as a child, is really tall!

Huh...!

The elder squinted his eyes slightly and revealed a shocking look.

Because it was only then that he realized that Xiaobao's cultivation had reached a great level of success.

You're just one step away, you're innate!

A 4-5 year-old kid who can't believe he's born?

Tell me, who can believe it?

But on the other hand, does it also prove that the child's root-bone talent has reached an anti-celestial level?

If so, what effect would it have if he could have made the child's belt bone into a Dan medicine?

When I think of it, the elders' eyes get burning, as if they were going to burn.

Even the admiration of Mu Yan was thrown behind his head.

“Little doll, go with Grandpa, Grandpa promises not to hurt your little finger, but if you don't obey, don't blame Grandpa for being rude! ”

Bao looked at him coldly, his icy blue eyes filled with scorn and ridicule, "Old dog, who do you call grandpa? ”

Pff--!

Guan Tiger almost didn't have a sip of water.

The people of the underworld flame army all cast their blamed gaze on Guan Tiger and Mo camp.

It's all because of these guys' unstoppable mouths that they teach their little master like a fairy boy!

Guan Tiger caressed his nose in vain and dared not look at Mu Yan's eyes.

In fact, the four battalions of the underworld flame army, the most powerful, are the Mo battalion, and the Mo battalion is technically not Mu Yan, but Xiaobao.

So Bo spends most of his weekdays hanging out with the Mo camp gang.

Unexpectedly, their lovely, sophisticated, tall, little masters were broken by the big, fat people at Camp Ink.

In the future, their little owners and the Mo camp guys should be banned from making more contact.

Mu Yan doesn't care about Bao's oral meditation at all.

Her baby needs to live as much as she wants. She doesn't need to worry about the eyes of others, she doesn't need to worry about secular theory.

As long as her baby is happy enough.

She was worried about Bao's battle with the Elders.

Xiaobao's talent is very high, and with Emperor's training, his strength is far higher than that of a man of equal cultivation.

But the problem is, the elder stepped into the innate great success, and Mu Yan clearly knew that Bao was never his opponent.

Sure enough, the elder was provoked by Bao's “old dog” and shouted, rushing towards Bao.

Terrible pressure and pounding Xuan Qi surround, keeping Xiaobao firmly pressed against it.

Even if Bao avoids every deadly attack with his flexible figure, he is still elbow strained and dangerous.

Muang's whole heart was hung.

She wanted to help, but was afraid to disturb the training and tutoring of Xiaobao, so she did not dare to make a rash move.

Finally, there was a man's low voice in her ear, "Surprised by feathers! ”

In just four words, Muang immediately understood.

The magic violin appears in the sky, the strings move, and the loud sound of the violin dissipates.

[Surprised feathers] Skill activated!

With the sound of the violin, there is a ray of colourful energy invisible to the naked eye, overflowing from Muang's fingertips, fluttering and wrapping around Bao and the elders.

As these energies wind up.

The elders suddenly felt that their bodies were no longer flexible and that their spiritual energy was running slowly.

Instead, Xiaobao felt the pressure around him was slight, as if it were solidified Xuan Qi, and it also moved quickly.