The sudden and severe pain makes Mu Yan unable to bear it any longer, and she lets out a mournful wail.
Immediately after, the space disintegrates and disappears, and Mu Yan reappears in the room.
Even the fat rabbit is forced to roll down at her feet, cutting a sorry figure.
"Master –!"
"Mu Yan –!!"
The door to the room is pushed open with a bang, and Lou Beiyu and Bai Yichen burst in.
What they see is Mu Yan's entire body dripping with blood, her complexion deathly pale, and unconscious.
Lou Beiyu is so scared that he almost kneels on the ground. He scrambles to rush in front of Mu Yan.
Tears streamed down her face. "Master, master, what's wrong?"
Even the usually calm Bai Yichen has a change in expression, "Mu Yan, how could this be? What's going on? "
However, Mu Yan, who has completely fainted, how could she still hear their voices and answer their questions?
The two panic-stricken people completely don't notice that outside the room, under the night sky, between the three realms, earth-shaking changes are happening little by little.
The only one who notices is the fat rabbit, who has recovered from his dizziness.
It looks out the window at the changing sky.
Then it looks at the unconscious Mu Yan. A little bit of astonishment, shock, and disbelief emerge in the mung bean's eyes.
This … how is this possible?!
In the Yanwu Continent, there's no Spiritual Power, no Heaven and Earth's vitality, yet someone has molded their own Spiritual Root.
Moreover, it's actually … actually not an ordinary Spiritual Root.
But it's unique between heaven and earth …
= = =
Tianyuan City, Junji Medical Center.
Even when he's bathing, Di Ming Jue doesn't let go of the opportunity to train Xiao Bao.
For humans, the water is the most natural adversity.
In the end, will they break through the bottleneck, or will they be crushed by the limit?
It's the place that can test and temper a person's state of mind.
Xiao Bao rushes out of the water, gasping for air.
His fair and tender little face is flushed, and his face shows extreme exhaustion.
But his eyes are bright, unblinking as he looks at Di Ming Jue.
Di Ming Jue raises his hand, and a blanket that's several times bigger than Xiao Bao's body wraps around his little body.
The man's lazy and cold voice slowly rings out, "Two hours, not bad. Today's training ends here. "
Saying that, he stoops to pick up Xiao Bao along with the blanket, and walks out of the bath.
This time, Xiaobao obediently let him hug him.
Her short little hands are still hugging Di Ming Jue's neck.
A pair of blue eyes, exactly the same as Di Ming Jue's, softly blinks. His eyelashes, which are as dense and long as small fans, are stained with a wet mist.
She looked especially adorable.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and Xiaobao could not help but ask, "Will Xiaobao become as strong as you one day?"
Di Ming Jue glances at him, and reaches out to wipe the water stains off his face with a blanket.
Although his movements were clumsy, there was a trace of gentleness that was hard to detect.
"As long as you train well, you will naturally be able to."
The man's voice is indifferent, but it's a matter of course, "You're my, Di Ming Jue's, son. If you're not strong enough, wouldn't you lose Ben Jun's face?"
Xiaobao opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Although he was young, he knew.
The man in front of him was not his real father.
Niangqin had also never mentioned who his real father was.
In the past, Xiao Bao didn't care at all whether he had a father or not.
But at this moment, a trace of sadness and longing welled up in his little heart.
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