Bao blinked, he still didn't understand what evil purging means.

But I still couldn't help but put up a little face, "Clear the evil, don't say my father is an animal! ”

A smile appeared on Mu's face. He reached out and touched Bao's head. “The emperor is not...”

She hasn't finished her speech yet, and she was hugged into a familiar embrace with Bao.

“Xiaobao is Benjun's son!” The emperor chopped off the railroad, “and you, Junmuyan, can only be my wife! ”

What ex-husband! What a baby's biological father! Go to hell!

When the Emperor remembered Mu Yan's words, "I love Bao's father”, he chewed his teeth off angrily and could not help but smash the dead guy into pieces.

This sword spirit is right!

That's an animal. That's a million pieces of junk!

Feeling the strong embrace of a man and the absence of hesitation, the gentle comfort of his son's smile on his face became sweet.

And the little baby stuck in the middle kept mumbling, "Dad, don't kiss me! Go away! ”

The Emperor took a deep breath, withstood the urge to throw the bear son out, pressed Muang's back neck, and dropped a gentle kiss in her brow, "Wait a few more days? ”

Mu Yan: “What exactly are you going to do to restore the Immortal Continent? ”

Why did you go back when you first got here? Is something wrong?

I saw the opposite man's lips slowly pulled up, revealing an evil smile, “Face, have you forgotten, what did you promise Benjun? ”

“Just find Bo and we'll get married! ”

Muay's eyes slowly widened.

The smile on the Emperor's face became deeper, looking into her eyes and burning like a fire, burning with a desire for the necessary domination and desire, “Face, what do you think Benjun went back to do? ”

“Of course I'm going to prepare to marry you... a gift! ”

= = =

Fixing the Immortal Continent, Heavenly Gate.

Cold Qingwan looked at Liu Ruoxiang brought back by the Green Boy, excitedly forgot, so, "This is the medicine of Fenghua quicksand, great! Great! We're about to get the wind and the quicksand, and I'm about to have the look and luck of Junmuyan! ”

Cold Moon Xia looked at the flesh and blood like Liu Ruoxia, but frowned.

Full of disgust in her eyes, she looked coldly at the boy in green, "Is this the medicine you found? ”

The luck of this “drug guide” is almost exhausted.

How much can it do if it's made of quicksand?

Cold Qingwan grabbed Cold Moon Xia's hand, “Master, Master, let's refine the wind and quicksand! Those Xuan and Psychotropic pills are almost ready! ”

Cold Moon Xia glanced at Cold Qing Wan, and the suspicion in her eyes was even worse.

But it's okay!

Even if the wind and quicksand doesn't work well, there's a fool named Cold Qing Wan to try it out first.

“Fenghua quicksand medicine takes a lot of work to produce successfully," she said. ”

“Master, what are you going to do? Toddler, I'll tell someone to do it! ”

Cold Moon Xia lets people pick up a huge Ding and throw Liu Ruoxiang the whole person into it.

There was no water in it, no lid, but firewood was erected underneath.

This firewood is not just ordinary firewood, but is made from sun-dried [silver horn wood] that can withstand spiritual fire and fire.

When ready, Cold Moon Xia's hands stamped the closure, suddenly creating a purple red flame that landed on the silver horn wood.