"So you also think that I am the rebirth of a nightmare?" Mu Yunxuan hugged him, his dark eyes were full of doubts, and there were many doubts in his heart.
"Yunxuan, have you forgotten what you said before? You said that your Mu family and Nightmare are related by blood."
"I remember, that's what I said to you after we came back from the World of Warcraft Continent. Therefore, I would rather believe that I am the nightmare, the nightmare that promised you life and death."
In an instant, Mu Yunxuan pulled her into his arms, his handsome face pressed against her smooth face, and his cool thin lips touched her soft red lips. At this moment, he looked particularly tender, and his kiss, It was very attentive and there was no fear or struggle like that night.
Su Zimo was immersed in his affectionate kiss.
Mu Yunxuan breathed in the light breath between her nose, and a trace of ambiguity suddenly lingered in the air.
"Mo'er." Mu Yunxuan didn't let go of each other until both of them were breathless, but Mu Yunxuan's face was still pressed against Su Zimo.
Su Zimo narrowed her eyes slightly, put a pair of soft little hands around Mu Yunxuan's neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yunxuan, no matter who we are, we are the ones who love each other."
Mu Yunxuan covered her ears and said with a sweet breath: "Mo'er, you are right."
He raised his eyes and looked at everything around him, "Mo'er, let's go!"
Mu Yunxuan is looking forward to gathering all the souls of the nightmare. What he needs most now is to make himself stronger and stronger. Whether it is going to Mopan Mountain to deal with the Witch God or saving Mo'er, he hopes to make himself stronger and stronger.
With the soul refining jade, Su Zimo suddenly realized that he could really practice. During the day, they continued to rush, and at night, Mu Yunxuan accompanied Su Zimo to practice.
With only a soul, she seems to be more comfortable practicing.
Starting all over again, Su Zimo reached the peak of the Primary Profound Stage in just ten days. This was simply a miracle for Su Zimo.
More than ten days passed quickly like this.
The weather in July often rains, and it is the same today. Not long after Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan left, suddenly dark clouds filled the sky, layer upon layer, and there was no light between the sky and the earth. Jiuyi took them very far away from the sky. Nearby, the thunder was deafening between the crosses of lightning, like thousands of troops and horses crushing past, and like the roaring and rushing of floods, like the heaven and earth collapsing, the sound was terrifying.
Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan were forced to return to the space ring, and they could only go on the road after the rain stopped.
"Yunxuan, Qi'er has been traveling again since Qinghan's wedding. This time, there has been no news for half a month. I don't know where he will go this time? Or is it good for Yue'er? , I hear his voice every day.”
Mu Yunxuan took her hand and looked at her tenderly, "Mo'er, you! You just like to worry blindly. Qi'er will be fine. It's not the first time he has gone out."
"That's what I say, but as a mother, you are always worried." Su Zimo looked at him quietly. She had not seen the children for several months.
"Mo'er, Qi'er is not as good as Yue'er in terms of writing and calligraphy. Qi'er prefers a free life. He can't sit still at home, so let him go out and have more adventures. You believe me, Qi'er will be fine. "He, Mu Yunxuan's son, can be trusted.
Su Zimo looked at Mu Yunxuan angrily, "Me! I don't believe you, but I believe my son."