Chapter 2138
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Cultivation Continent, Dragon Ascension Academy's back mountain.
The three figures suddenly met in the air, and then separated after a fierce collision.
In the entire valley, the grass and trees had already been chopped into pieces by the Sword Qi.
There were even several large pits on the ground.
Zhao Xiong landed on the ground and retreated a few steps in a sorry state. The blood in his body was tumbling violently.
His lower abdomen and scalp, which had yet to fully recover, felt a tearing pain.
He glared fiercely at the two people in front of him, his eyes full of surprise.
Zhao Xiong had to wonder if he was facing a twenty-year-old girl and a five-year-old child.
Were they really two Golden Core stage cultivators?
He had already taken out his Soul-stealing Sword. Why couldn't he kill the two of them?
Fifteen minutes had already passed, and Kong Yuanjiu would soon receive the news and rush over.
If he still couldn't kill them, then what awaited him would be …
Thinking of the Marquis's cruel methods, Zhao Xiong shuddered, his eyes revealing a strong killing intent.
On the other side, Mu Yan and Xiao Bao, who were feared by Zhao Xiong, were currently in an incomparably sorry state.
Xiaobao's face was pale, and the immortal energy in his body was almost depleted. He could barely hold the Evil-Warding Sword in his hand.
Mu Yan had been protecting Xiao Bao during the battle, so her injuries were naturally more serious than hers.
His snow-white clothes were stained with bloodstains.
"Xiaobao, return to the Space," Mu Yan said in a deep voice.
An unwilling expression appeared on Little Treasure's face.
He wanted to shout for Xiaobao to stay by his mother's side to protect her.
But when he saw the bloodstains on Mu Yan's body, he swallowed the words that came out of his mouth.
Her small hands gripped the hilt of the Bixie Sword tightly, and tears almost rolled out of her icy blue eyes.
But in the end, he still swallowed his words.
Xiao Bao nods affectionately, and steps towards Mu Yan.
Mu Yan looks down at Xiao Bao, who looks like he's about to cry. She reaches out and gently rubs the top of his head: "Xiao Bao, you did very well."
Xiaobao really did a good job.
If it weren't for Xiao Bao and the Evil-Warding Sword, Zhao Xiong wouldn't have consumed so much spiritual energy.
Furthermore, he wouldn't have been forced by Xiaobao to return to help her several times when he was about to severely injure her.
Mu Yan knows that as time goes on, Zhao Xiong might have to risk his life.
She was going to fight with her life on the line.
On the other hand, the only thing that could allow her to fight with her life on the line without any worries was to ensure Little Bao's safety.
"Mother …" Xiaobao tugged at her finger. Even if he did his best to suppress it, tears still rolled down from his eyes. "Why didn't father come to help us?"
"Little fool." Mu Yan gently wipes away his tears, "Daddy also has very important things to do, there are many, many people that need to be protected. We can miss Daddy, but we can't be a burden to Daddy, understand? "
Loving someone isn't about relying on him or giving in to him. Instead, it's about working hard to make yourself and the other person better.
"You are father and mother's favorite and proudest son."
Xiao Bao listens in a daze, but when he hears Mu Yan's last sentence, he nods heavily.
But when he thought of the bad people his mother had to face, he couldn't stop his tears from rolling down his cheeks. "Mother, don't get hurt. You can't leave me."
Muyan hooks up the corners of her lips, revealing a disdainful smile: "Of course, Mother is also Xiaobao's proudest mother!"
How could she be defeated? How could she leave her dearest baby and leave him all alone?
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