The head of the Baili family and his wife lowered their eyes and pretended not to notice.
Tens of thousands of children surrounded Jun Mohuang, and the scene was once very spectacular.
The girl in white had long had the idea of letting the shadow heads in the main hall absorb the longevity essence of these children, so she made the main hall extra large.
"Sister, you are so powerful. You beat that bad woman away in just a few seconds."
The children were very happy and kept praising Jun Mohuang.
"Sister, can you help my sister regain her life? She is too young, only six years old."
Among them, the boy closest to Jun Mohuang grabbed her sleeve and looked at Jun Mohuang with eyes filled with longing.
In his hand, he held a little girl tightly.
Jun Mohuang is so powerful, he will definitely be able to restore his sister.
"I can indeed restore your sister, but I can't restore you. Are you sure?"
Jun Mohuang looked embarrassed, and then looked at all the children.
"Similarly, I can only restore one of you. If I restore this little guy's sister, you can't restore it. Do you agree?"
"OK, my sister is only six years old, and I am already fourteen years old. I am eight years older than her and have lived eight more years, so please restore my sister."
The little boy answered without any hesitation.
"I agree, she is the youngest among our children, let's restore her."
The eyes of these children darkened and they felt disappointed.
But they quickly adjusted.
No matter how powerful this sister is, she cannot restore the lifespan of tens of thousands of people in one breath.
Many children wiped their tears and began to cry sadly when they thought that they would not be able to recover and would die in a few days.
They cried, not with the intention of threatening Jun Mohuang, it was just natural.
Adult human cultivators are heartbroken when they encounter such a tragic fate, not to mention they are just a group of children.
Jun Mohuang's sleeves flicked, and a colorful halo burst into brilliant light, covering all the children.
In the colorful halo, their lifespan was restored again, and even their appearance was restored.
These little old men and old ladies became real children again.
"Sister, thank you!"
"Sister, you are so awesome!"
All the children first touched their faces in disbelief, and then looked at their companions around them. They had really recovered!
It's just that the strength of the Yuansheng realm is not there. Their current strength is exactly the strength they had before entering the endless black realm.
Jun Mohuang slowly explained to them: "Your lifespan has been restored, but your strength has not been restored. The strength of the Yuan Sheng realm spawned by the crystal pool is unreliable. Everyone will practice more in the future. I believe that you can cultivate to a good state on your own. "
"Okay, sister, we will never forget your words, and we will definitely practice well in the future."
These children are very happy to have their lifespan restored, but they don't care about strength as much as adult practitioners.
"That's right. You are the hope for the future of Bafang Xuanjie. Always remember to unite as one and not ignore each other's interests and fight against each other. Bafang Xuanjie and the human race need you to help and support each other in the future so that we can overcome difficulties together."
"We remember, sister."
The children all nodded heavily.
Jun Mohuang turned around and said to Jin Ying'er: "Take them down first, settle them down, and send them back one after another."
In the past month, Jin Ying'er and other dragons have been staying in the endless black realm. The dragons are very familiar with this, so it is only appropriate for them to do this.
Let’s start with Chapter 4 at noon today. Good afternoon everyone.
(End of chapter)