Muyan and the others were swept away several meters away by the air wave.
Even Li Zupeng flew upside down and rolled several times in the air before barely standing still.
But in the end, his face was also blue and white, and his blood was surging, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn! It's actually a blow from a high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator. I'm still a young seedling! You let me block the Nascent Soul cultivator's attack!!"
"It's okay, it's okay, little master, I'm going to rest! It's okay, don't call me!!"
After Li Zupeng stood still, he shouted angrily, "Who is it?!"
However, no one answered him at all.
Just when everyone was stunned and couldn't react what happened.
In the smoke, a clear and tender child's voice sounded, "Mother!"
Muyan's eyes widened suddenly, and she staggered a step forward, staring fixedly at the direction filled with smoke and dust.
A small figure that she had been thinking about day and night appeared faintly there.
Will it be the baby she is looking forward to
Muyan's hands were tightly clenched, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, but she didn't notice it.
That peaceful heart was lifted high at this moment, and jumped crazily again.
She has been looking forward to it for too long, waiting for too long.
Every time I think I can finally find my baby, but I am disappointed again and again, and continue to miss and wait helplessly again and again.
At this moment, Muyan no longer dared to ask extravagantly, what she heard and saw just now was not a hallucination.
However, he couldn't help but crazily yearn for it.
"Xiao... Bao..." A low, hoarse voice spewed out from between her lips and teeth, soft as if silent, only she could hear it.
But the figure looking around in the smoke seemed to sense something, turned around suddenly, and looked in her direction.
"Mother!!!"
A cry of exclamation resounded through the world.
Immediately afterwards, a small figure rushed out of the smoke like lightning, and crashed heavily into Muyan's arms.
"Mother! Mother! Mother... Wow..."
The small figure clung tightly to her body, pressed against her chest, calling mother over and over again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears.
Muyan hugged the little person in her arms tightly. Before he knew it, his eyes became blurred, and tears rolled down his eyes.
"Xiaobao... Xiaobao! Mother finally found you!"
This scene caused the entire Taiyi Square to fall into deathly silence.
Especially the few people from Xiaoyaomen were dumbfounded.
What? What's the situation
Why is a beautiful little doll who is not like a real person, and the little junior sister holding them is called mother
Why did they cry to their little junior sister who was always invincible
etc! How old is little junior sister! Already have a son? !
They wanted to say that this might be the adopted son of Junior Sister.
But looking at the incomparably similar faces of the two, would anyone believe that they were not biological sons
"Little...Little Junior Sister..." Leng Yumo cautiously approached Muyan, secretly glanced at the little boy with red eyes who was crying in her arms, Emma, why is he so cute! Seeing such an elf crying, her heart almost melted, "Little junior sister, this is..."
Hearing someone speak, Xiaobao immediately stopped crying.
He felt that he was a little adult now, when he thought of how he was crying just now, he embarrassedly slipped into Muyan's arms.
He rubbed heavily, rubbed again.