Chapter 1603
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Mu Yan and the others were swept several meters away by the blast.
Even Li Zupeng was sent flying, tumbling several times in the air before barely managing to stand up.
However, in the end, his complexion was still alternating between green and white. His Qi and blood surged, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn, damn, damn —!! It's actually an attack from a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator! I'm still a young seedling! You want me to block an attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator?! "
"No, no, Little Master, I'm going to rest! Don't call me if there's nothing important!! "
Li Zupeng stood still and shouted angrily, "Who are you?!"
However, no one answered him at all.
Just when everyone was in a daze, unable to react to what had happened …
In the smoke, a clear and tender voice of a child rang out, "Mother!"
Mu Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide, he staggered a step forward, his eyes staring straight in the direction of the smoke and dust.
Vaguely, a small figure appeared, the figure that she yearned for day and night.
Was this the baby she had been waiting for?
Muyan's hands are tightly clenched, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, but she doesn't feel it at all.
That tranquil heart, at this moment, was hanging high up in the air, thumping madly.
She had been anticipating and waiting for this moment for too long.
Every time he thought that he would finally find a treasure, he would be disappointed again and again, and he would continue to wait helplessly.
At this moment, Mu Yan no longer dared to hope that what she had just seen and heard was not an illusion.
However, he couldn't help but crazily desire it.
"Xiao … Bao …" A low and hoarse voice came out from between her lips and teeth. It was so soft that it seemed to be soundless, and only she could hear it.
However, the figure who was looking around in the smoke seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned around and looked in her direction.
"Mother — —!!!"
A cry filled with a sobbing tone resounded throughout the world.
Immediately after, a small figure rushes out of the smoke and dust like lightning, and heavily crashes into Mu Yan's bosom.
"Mother! Mother! Mother … Wa wa wa … "
The little figure clung tightly to her body, sticking to her chest, calling out 'Mother' over and over again. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he burst into tears.
Mu Yan tightly hugs the little person in her arms. Unknowingly, her vision became blurry and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Xiao Bao … Xiao Bao! Niangqin finally found you! "
This scene caused the entire Taiyi Square to fall into a deathly silence.
Especially the people from the Xiao Yao Sect, they were dumbfounded.
What? What was going on?
Why was a little doll so beautiful that it didn't look like a real person hugging their little junior sister and calling her mother?
Why was their invincible junior sister crying?
Wait a minute! How old was Junior Sister? He already had a son?!
They really wanted to say that he might be their Junior Sister's adopted son.
But looking at their extremely similar faces, would anyone believe that they weren't biological sons?
"Little … Little junior sister …" Leng Yumo cautiously approached Mu Yan and secretly glanced at the little boy in her arms whose eyes were red from crying. Oh my god, why is he so cute! Seeing such a little elf cry, her heart was about to melt. "Little Junior Sister, this is …"
Hearing someone speak, Xiaobao immediately stopped crying.
He felt that he was now a little adult. When he thought of his crying appearance just now, he embarrassedly burrowed into Mu Yan's arms.
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