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Chapter 3988

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"This is the deposit. As long as you do things properly, there will naturally be benefits for you."

"Remember to cut off her entire womb palace and give it to me. The child in her belly must not be harmed in the slightest."

"Don't worry, Daren, we absolutely guarantee to deliver the fresh and living child to Daren's hands. Hehe, we've heard that a seven-month-old baby still wrapped in a placenta is the most nourishing thing for a woman … "

The conversation between the two people trickles into Di Ming Jue's ears.

It sobers up his somewhat muddled consciousness.

What is this place?

The Spiritual Energy has dried up, and the air of desolation is overflowing.

The two people in front of him don't even have half a Spiritual Root.

This is … the Yanwu Continent?

And the two people in front of him are talking about buying and selling the baby in a woman's belly.

Why is he here?

Mu Yan is seriously injured and her life is hanging by a thread. How can he waste time in a place like this?

Di Ming Jue is about to surge his divine power and tear the space to go back.

But he suddenly finds something wrong.

He can't use his divine power.

Even though he's standing next to the two people talking, they don't notice his existence at all.

Di Ming Jue is startled and reaches out to brush the trees on the side.

But his hand passes through them.

He's not a real entity?

"Gujiji!!" a familiar voice comes to his ears.

Immediately after, a fluffy yellow dumpling jumps onto his shoulder and gives him a silly smile: "Daddy, daddy, Huanghuang found you!"

Di Ming Jue snaps: "What's going on? Where did you take Ben Jun? What do you want to do? "

The little chick blinks, then starts chattering nonsense again.

But Di Ming Jue understands.

"You're saying, this is Mu Yan's dream?!"

The little chick tilts its head, somewhat hesitant: "Probably … yes … Huanghuang doesn't understand, Huanghuang doesn't know, it was daddy who said he wanted to sleep with mommy. Huanghuang didn't cause any trouble! "

It sheepishly says as it flaps its little wings.

Di Ming Jue doesn't get angry, but instead falls into contemplation.

He heard Mu Yan say that the little chick has an extraordinary origin, and may be the Young Master of Wu Shang Palace.

And it has too many secrets.

It seems to be born with good luck.

Muyan had been on the brink of death several times, thinking that she was going to die, but the little chick had saved her by accident.

Would it be the same this time?

Mu Yan's Dantian and meridians can already operate, but her soul is split into pieces.

Did the little chick accidentally send him here?

Is it because Mu Yan's broken soul is here?

Divine Essence could maintain the vitality of Mu Yan's body, but it couldn't condense her divine soul and let her come back to life.

And the key to Mu Yan's survival lies here.



Di Ming Jue slowly steadies his mind, and begins to use his Divine Sense to explore the surroundings.

Yes, he could not use his divine power, and his body could not touch the physical objects around him, but his consciousness still existed.

However, the amount of Divine Sense he could use was very little, and he could only detect the general situation within a few miles.

Is this Mu Yan's dream?

It seemed like it, but it also seemed like it wasn't?

Although the ability to enter one's dream was rare, it wasn't as if no one in the Xiuxian Continent had ever cultivated it.

However, the scene he saw in the dream was blurry, dreamy, and unstable.

It would definitely not be as stable as the scene in front of him.

Moreover, when entering a dream, one could use immortal energy, but not divine sense, because a person's dream did not have a physical body.

Therefore, this is not Mu Yan's dream.

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