"You Child, how could you be like this

Hua Sheng was shocked to see everything in front of her. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and imagined it like the river current, she would never believe that her own child had grown up from a baby to a five or six-year-old in appearance.

"Is this really our child?"

Huasheng looked at his son in disbelief. He turned his head and looked at the river. He could not help but ask in a low voice.

"It's the same mold as me, of course, our children."

But it can also be said that it is not!

The last word, Jiangliu didn't say it, but answered in his heart.

This child is the reincarnation of the demon king, that is, the devil's fetus. In the middle, he has absorbed the strength of all walks of life. Many things can't be explained by common sense.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the river's heart also sank down. The baby, who grew up in an instant, disrupted his dim hope.

The child in the moment of growing up, but also know the shame, to get himself a dress, a milky robe wrapped in his small body.

Like the river's eyes and eyebrows, there is no fluctuation, indifferent to looking at his mother Huasheng and his father Jiangliu.

"Son, I'm a mother. Come to my mother!"

In fact, the sentence of asking Jiang Liu is just a subconscious inquiry, which is unbelievable. After all, it is his own child whose blood is thicker than water. How could Huasheng not recognize it.

It was a feeling from blood. After Huasheng was shocked, it was a brilliant mother's love. This is a child full of expectations and hardships.

For the sake of the children in front of us, we have paid, experienced and hoped too much all the way. How could Huasheng not love her.

It's just that this child has never said a word since he was born. Huasheng can't help worrying about whether there is something wrong with the child. After all, this child can't be compared with a normal child.

Hearing Huasheng's words and looking at the love in Huasheng's eyes, Jiang Liu pursed his lips and said nothing. At this time, he did not know what to say. He just kept paying attention to the situation in front of him.

At the moment when the child was born, Jiangliu did not have no expectation, but this expectation can only hide in his heart, because his expectation is doomed to become extravagant hope.

Some people are born with a destiny, which will be the target of public criticism. But you can change this fate yourself, even if you are a mediocre person

It's just such a situation, in this little devil's body, is completely impossible.

Now indifferent, indifferent eyes, where is a child looking at his parents, but like an enemy!

At this time, no matter what Jiang Liu was thinking, Hua Sheng's child was born. Although she was surprised and shocked, she could not hide her love for him.

In order to let their mother and son live and exchange their lives with her own life, Fengxi will certainly teach him well, and will not let him become a demon and endanger three realms and six realms.

Looking at the child did not respond, Huasheng was more distressed. A little baby turned into a five or six-year-old in a twinkling. His heart was certainly flustered and frightened. As for his expression, Huasheng was more distressed than heartache.

Hua Sheng thought that he probably didn't know anything now, let alone a cool and cool look.

As a mother, especially in the face of a hard-earned child, she really does not blame how careful.

Hua Sheng still didn't respond when he looked at the child. He let go of the river and approached the child step by step.

Because Huasheng is still in a weak state just after the production. If there is no continuous spiritual restoration of the river, Huasheng may not even be able to stand up now.