Chapter 1982: It's Simply a Miracle

"So you also think I am the reincarnation of Nightmare?" Mu Yunxuan hugged him, his dark eyes full of doubts, and there were many doubts in his heart.

"Yunxuan, have you forgotten what you said before? You said that your Mu family and Nightmare are related by blood."

"I remember that was what I said to you after we came back from the Warcraft Continent, so I would rather believe that I am Nightmare, the Nightmare who promised you for life."

In an instant, Mu Yunxuan held her in his arms, his handsome face pressed against her smooth face, and his slightly cool thin lips pressed against her soft red lips. At this moment, he seemed particularly tender, and his kiss was very attentive, without the fear and struggle of that night.

Su Zimo was immersed in his affectionate kiss.

Mu Yunxuan breathed in the faint breath between her nose, and a hint of ambiguity suddenly lingered in the air.

"Mo'er." Mu Yunxuan didn't let go of each other until they were both out of breath, but Mu Yunxuan's face was still pressed against Su Zimo.

Su Zimo narrowed her eyes slightly, and her soft little hands wrapped around Mu Yunxuan's neck. She said in a hoarse voice: "Yunxuan, no matter who we are, we are the ones who love each other."

Mu Yunxuan covered her ears and said sweetly: "Mo'er, you are right."

He raised his eyes and looked at everything around him, "Mo'er, let's go!"

Mu Yunxuan was looking forward to gathering all the souls of the nightmare. What he needed most now was to make himself stronger and stronger. Whether it was going to Mopan Mountain to deal with the witch god or saving Mo'er, he hoped that he would become stronger and stronger.

With the soul refining jade, Su Zimo suddenly found that she could really practice. During the day, they still kept on traveling. At night, Mu Yunxuan accompanied Su Zimo to practice.

She seemed to be more successful in practicing with only souls.

Starting over again, Su Zimo practiced to the peak of the initial Xuan period in just ten days. For Su Zimo, it was simply a miracle.

The days passed quickly for more than ten days.

It often rains in July, and today is no exception. Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan had just left for a while when suddenly dark clouds filled the sky, layer upon layer, and there was no light between heaven and earth. Jiuyi brought them very close to the sky. Lightning crossed and thunder roared, as if thousands of troops were crushing past, and like a roaring flood, rushing endlessly, like the collapse of heaven and earth, with a terrifying momentum.

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan were forced to return to the space ring, and they could only set off after the rain stopped.

"Yunxuan, Qi'er has gone out to travel since Qinghan's wedding. This time, there has been no news for another half a month. I don't know where he will go this time? Li'er is still obedient, I can hear his voice every day."

Mu Yunxuan took her hand and looked at her gently, "Mo'er, you! You just like to worry about it. Qi'er will be fine. It's not the first time he has gone out."

"That's what you said, but as a mother, I am always worried." Su Zimo looked at him quietly. She hadn't seen the children for several months.

"Mo'er, Qi'er is not as good as Li'er in writing. Qi'er prefers a free life. He can't sit still at home. Let him go out and explore more. Believe me, Qi'er will be fine." He trusts Mu Yunxuan's son.

Su Zimo looked at Mu Yunxuan with anger, "I don't believe you, I believe my son."