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Shu Ning looked at the purple thousand standing on the side, and smiled lightly: "The son of Yue Er."
Like a thunderous thunder, An Zhen’s whole body froze.
This man is the son of Mu Ruyue? Is it difficult for her ears to have an auditory hallucination? How could this kind of thing happen? How did she give birth to a son who was only a few years younger than her...
"I got it wrong, yes, it must be that I got it wrong."
Anzhen muttered to herself, it seems that she can only let her believe that this must be her auditory hallucination...
"Sister," Xiao gently plunged into the arms of Mu Ruyue, raised the beautiful face, innocent smile, "You finally came back, just, my little nephew did not come back with you?"
For a moment, everyone’s eyes turned to Mu Ruyue, who seemed to be waiting for her answer.
Mu Ruyue’s body was stiff and long-lasting, and he relaxed. He said with a smile: “Huang’s still has something to do, and he has temporarily left for a while, and soon he will return.”
After all, Xiao Huang's identity is too broad, and may be used by people with a heart, so now, he can't let him appear in the public...
"Oh."
Xiao gently sighed with some disappointment. She hadn’t seen it for a long time. She really missed the little girl who was jade and jade...
"You come with me," Murong’s dawn fell on Mu Ruyue’s body, but it’s no trace of the night, and the tone is soft. “I have something to say to you.”
Mu Ruyue’s look converged and nodded slightly: “Well, let’s go to the study room, mother, Shu Ning is my friend, and these people are bothering you to entertain.”
The room was silent and the night was behind Mu Rongqing, and soon disappeared into the courtyard.
In the study, the man held his hand, and the faint sunshine poured down and fell on the silver hair, just like the fairy who was out of the painting.
Mu Ruyue looks directly at the man in front: "I don't know what you want to say to us?"
Slowly, the man turned and the cold eyes showed a faint smile: "I predicted the future of the mainland a few days ago and saw some scenes. After a few days, the entire continent will be squandered, and everyone is in the midst of heat. ""
Such a scene is so horrible that he no longer dares to watch the second time...
Mu Ruyue’s heart sank.
She can live regardless of the lives of other people on the mainland, but here, she has her beloved relatives.
"You and us said that the purpose of these is..."
"I just want to tell you, your time is running out," Murong said with a faint smile at the beginning. "After all, when those people are pressing the world, they will raise your strength! Lingyuan, for those who are strong, still too Too weak..."
Mu Ruyue’s heart sank a little bit, and seemed to feel her inner uneasiness. A pair of big hands held her hand tightly.
The warmth from the palm of her hand calmed her heart and her eyes turned to the cold, immortal man in the sun.
"I will improve my strength as soon as possible!"
Murong smiled at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty: "Do you know the 18th floor purgatory?"
Eighteen layers of purgatory?
Mu Ruyue’s heart shook, and his mind suddenly rang out before Xiao Jing’s death.
Feng Jingtian, suffering from torture in the 18th floor purgatory! Just hearing this name, you can imagine what the 18th floor purgatory is...
"It seems that you seem to know that your friend is in the 18th floor of purgatory." Murong Qing began a faint smile, his eyes softly said, "Next, I want to tell you, it is about this 18-layer purgatory... ..."