Xiaobao twisted his fingers awkwardly and said nothing.

It took a long time to ask with some anxiety: "Mother, can we still live with Daddy in the future?"

Mu Yan pushed the Tianmoqin aside and waved to Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao immediately ran to her and sat down next to her.

"Little Treasure, do you know what happened in the Forbidden Land of the Extreme Realm today?"

Little Bao thought for a while before repliing: "Xiao Bao wanted to help his mother find the strings, and then that annoying Elder Ao came out, wanted to kill mother, and wanted to prove that Xiao Bao was not Daddy's child."

Later, red rays of light lit up in the barrier.

Sword light interlaced.

Mother fell into a hard fight.

He was overwhelmed by endless pain because of Ao Changpeng's flute.

In the daze, he saw countless sword qi slashing towards his mother.

There was a thought in his heart, he seemed to be able to control these sword qi.

He didn't want his mother to be hurt, he swore to protect her.

"Little treasure, have you ever thought about why those swords will listen to you?"

"Do you still remember that there was a voice in the extreme forbidden area saying: A matching bloodline of the Mo clan was detected. Do you know what this sentence means?"

Xiao Bao's eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Mu Yan in a daze.

Slowly shook his head.

Why would those swords listen to him?

What is the detection of the Mo family bloodline?

Mu Yan stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his head, "When my mother was pregnant with you, she didn't see the appearance of your biological father. Or, for some reason, she forgot."

Xiaobao subconsciously said: "Xiaobao doesn't want his biological father, Xiaobao only needs his mother and father!"

He knows.

His biological father let his mother give birth to him, but he disappeared forever.

My mother has suffered a lot, and has experienced many pains.

That person never appeared.

So Xiaobao hated that man, even hated him.

Mu Yan was silent for a while before saying: "Your father was named Mo Jue before he became the Emperor of the Extreme Territory. He is from the Mo family."

"Little treasure, if your daddy is your biological father, would you still hate him?"

Xiao Bao's big eyes opened up suddenly.

His small mouth opened and closed slightly, and his brain was digesting the meaning of Mu Yan's words a little bit.

He is a very clever boy.

In fact, when Mu Yan clicked on the "Mo family bloodline", he already had a vague guess in his heart.

But he subconsciously didn't want to think in that direction.

Xiao Bao blinked slowly: "Daddy, is Xiao Bao's biological father?"

"Yes!"

Mu Yan stretched out his hand and hugged his stiff body into his arms, in a gentle tone, with a somewhat coquettish smile, "Didn't Xiaobao always hope that he is his father's biological child? So no one can follow him. Dad snatches Little Treasure from his hands, so Little Treasure does not have to leave Dad."

Yes, he has always thought about it secretly.

It would be great if Di Mingjun was his biological father.

In this way, he does not need to be called a wild species, and he does not need to feel that his current happiness and happiness are stolen.

But...but...

The long eyelashes were gently fanned, and tears rolled silently from the eye sockets.

"Why are you crying?"

Mu Yan touched his wet face and said distressed: "Daddy is your biological father. Is Xiao Bao unhappy?"

Xiao Bao suddenly stood up suddenly, and disappeared where he was.