The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Chapter 4591: 4600 Take the little uncle home (1)

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Muyan raised her hand and rubbed his head, and said softly: "The news came from my little uncle, saying that your Uncle Wei Ran is with him, and the current situation is not good. My mother guessed that it might be because you were in Jiyu before. He was injured in the forbidden area, and the injury was passed on to him through the [Heart Piercing Curse].

An anxious look appeared on Xiaobao's face, and he grabbed Muyan's hand, "Is Uncle Weiran going to do something?"

Muyan shook her head and said: "Mother doesn't know, so I went to have a look."

She would choose to set off for the Nether Realm today, of course it wasn't just a matter of anger.

It was from the news sent by the little uncle that Li Weiran was really hurt this time.

If it is not treated early, I am afraid it will not survive.

And the doctors in the Nether Domain were all helpless.

Although Li Weiran, this little pervert is occasionally annoying.

But just because of the [Heart-Piercing Curse] he planted on Xiaobao, saving Xiaobao from danger time and time again, Muyan felt grateful and had no choice but to save Xiaobao.

However, although "Go to the Nether Realm to find my junior uncle" is a lie.

But she left without saying goodbye, and even specially pasted a talisman and a spacer so that Di Ming Jue didn't notice that she had left, that was definitely her intention.

She actually guessed most of what happened that year.

Both of them are involuntary, forced by fate.

Of course Di Ming Jue has lost his memory and forgot about her.

But Muyan has a vague feeling that she seems to have forgotten some important things.

However, involuntarily return to involuntarily.

As long as Muyan thinks that this man already knew that Xiaobao is his own son, and still pretends to be a big-tailed wolf in front of her, she will itch with hatred.

Doesn't this bastard like kneeling on the Golden Bodhisattva so much, and like sour and jealous

Then let him kneel and drink enough!

The Nether Realm and the Extreme Realm are one of the three major powers in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

The location of its core area is naturally huge.

The area where the royal family of the Nether Realm resides is called the Nether Palace.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact it is a group of palaces in a patchwork pattern, and the occupied area is not much smaller than the Tianyan District of the Extreme Region.

The entire Nether Palace is wrapped in [Chuan of Forgetfulness].

Only a huge iron bridge is used as a passage to the outside world.

And the entire winding River of Forgetfulness is the natural barrier of the Nether Realm.

Ordinary monks are absolutely unable to leap over the [Chuan of Forgetfulness].

Because above the River of Forgetfulness, the water mist is transpiring.

And the mist of these transpiring self-forgetful rivers can erode the human body and soul, making people miserable.

Even if it is as strong as the Immortal Venerable, if he wants to cross the River of Forgetfulness, he still needs to pay a huge price.

Muyan and Xiaobao stepped on the Qijue Sword and slowly landed on the iron bridge.

Next to the iron bridge stands a huge stone tablet with the words "Naihe Bridge" written on it.

Wangchuan, Naihe, Youming...

Muyan murmured these names, always feeling that this place is eerie.

Little Master Uncle has been traumatized and fused with the half-soul of the World Destroyer Demon. If he stays in this kind of place all the time, it won't have a bad influence on his heart, right

Anyway, Xiaoyaomen is about to be completed now, let the little uncle go to settle in Xiaoyaomen!

As for the domain master of the Nether Domain, whoever he loves will be the one

While thinking wildly, Muyan dragged Xiaobao onto the Naihe Bridge.

Her whole body was tense, her spiritual consciousness was released, her attention was constantly on her surroundings, and she was full of vigilance.

This place always gave her a very gloomy and depressing feeling, as if there were countless pairs of eyes looking at her.

In the center of the iron bridge is a towering iron gate.