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

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This... What is this energy?

Is it mysterious?

wrong! Not mysterious!

More pure than Xuan Li, not mysterious and more mellow.

It is like the natural spirit that nourishes everything in the world. As soon as it enters the body, it will let her dry meridians be moisturized by the spring rain and recover a little.

And even more strange is that with the influx of this energy.

Her body seems to have a more powerful force, which circulates in the veins and eventually converges on the lower abdomen.

But it is not mysterious, nor is it concentrated in the sea.

It is another more mysterious space, stored, the energy she has never felt.

What is this...?

Why does she feel that this energy is somewhat familiar? It seems that she has felt it a long time ago.

long long ago……

The thunder and the thunder, the body is the pain of being burned...

However, as a thunderstorm fell, her body muscles began to be transformed by an inch.

The sea of ​​air that originally condensed mysterious power began to change, gradually producing another strange and powerful energy.

That is... spiritual power! !

It is the spiritual power that every military in the military world dreams of!

Mu Yan squinted openly, but closed her eyes with strong light.

The sight in front of you becomes a little bit clearer.

"Nanny--!!"

The call of Xiao Baojia was heard from the ear.

There is also a man’s low whisper, “Mu Yan...”

Then, two pairs of almost identical eyes came into view.

One big and one small, but it is similar.

Not just the similarity of these two pairs of eyes.

It is similar to her eyes in her memory.

In the dark caves, only the physical contact is so hot, only those eyes are so hot, as if to be reflected in her soul.

The night she never wants to remember again.

Pain, suffering, chaos, intoxication... bumps and phoenixes.

At that time, what appeared in front of her eyes was such a pair of eyes.

The eyes of the emperor, why are they so similar to those eyes!

Mu Yanzhen looked at the handsome face of a man, and the deep eyes of the man, almost a little crazy.

No, no!

In the memory, the eyes are red, violent, almost impossible to see everything in the world.

He brought his own treasures besides cherished, only the pain and humiliation of that day and night.

However, the eyes of the emperor are full of reflections of their own shadows.

Even if this man is so cold and proud, his true heart is also full of holding himself.

"Mu Yan, what's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"

I noticed that Mu Yan was dull, and there was no response for a long while. The cold expression of the Emperor could no longer be maintained.

There was an anxious look in his eyes.

Xiao Bao is crying out, "Mother, mother, don't scare me!"

Mu Yan coughed a few times, and the pupil finally slowly focused and fell on Xiao Bao’s face: "Baby?"

"Nanny--!"

Xiaobao slammed into Muyan's arms and held her neck tightly. The little body kept shaking.

The repressed cry in front of the emperor.

When I arrived at Muyan Huaizhong, I finally couldn’t help but cry.

The little child, soft, is like the cry of a small milk cat.

"Mother kiss... Nianga... Xiaobao thought I would never see you again..."

Not at all, not at all hysterical, but it makes people feel so soft as if they are soaking in warm water.

Mu Yan clung to the little man in her arms, and her eyes were red.