421 so Similar

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This... what kind of energy is this?

Is it Xuanli?

wrong! Not profound strength!

It is more pure than profound strength, and it is not more mellow than profound strength.

It is like the spirit of nature that nourishes all things in the world. As soon as it enters the body, it makes her dry meridians moistened by spring rain and recovers little by little.

And even stranger, with this energy pouring in.

There seemed to be a new kind of power in her body, which circulated in the tendons and finally converged in the lower abdomen.

But it is not profound energy, nor does it gather in the sea of ​​​​qi.

It is another more mysterious space, storing energy that she has never felt before.

This... what is it?

Why does this energy feel familiar to her? It seems that, a long time ago, she also felt it.

long long ago……

The thunder rolls in the sky, the thunderclouds are tens of thousands of feet, and the body is the pain of being burned...

However, as the thunder and fire fell, her body muscles and veins began to be transformed inch by inch.

The sea of ​​​​qi that originally condensed profound energy also began to change, gradually producing another strange and powerful energy.

That's... psychic power! !

It is the spiritual power that every martial artist in Yanwu Continent dreams of!

Mu Yan opened her eyes suddenly, but closed her eyes again stimulated by the strong light.

The scene in front of me became clearer.

"Mother--!!"

Little Treasure's cries came from his ears.

And the man whispered in a low voice, "Muyan..."

Then, two pairs of almost identical eyes came into view.

One big and one small, but they are so similar.

It's not just the similarity of these two pairs of eyes.

It was more similar to those eyes in her memory.

In the dark cave, only the contact of the body is so hot, only the eyes are so hot, as if to reflect into her soul.

The night she never wanted to remember again.

Pain, torment, chaos, intoxication... Dianluan downfeng.

At that time, it was the same eyes that kept appearing in front of her eyes.

Why are Di Mingjue's eyes so similar to those eyes!

Muyan stared blankly at the man's handsome face and those deep eyes, almost insane.

No, not right!

In my memory, those eyes were red and violent, almost invisible to everything in the world.

Apart from the cherished little treasure he brought to himself, only the pain and humiliation of those days and nights.

But Di Mingjue's eyes were full of his own shadow.

No matter how cold and proud the man pretended to be, his sincerity was fully held in front of him.

"Muyan, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Noticing that Mu Yan was stunned, there was no response for a long time, and Di Mingjue's cold expression could no longer be maintained.

An anxious look appeared in his eyes.

Xiaobao was about to cry, "Mother, mother, don't scare me!"

Muyan coughed a few times, and her pupils finally focused slowly and landed on Xiaobao's face: "Baby?"

"Mother--!"

Xiaobao slammed into Muyan's arms, hugging her neck tightly, her small body trembling.

There was still a suppressed cry in front of Di Mingjue.

Arriving in Muyan's arms, she couldn't help crying at last.

A small child, soft, crying like a small milk cat.

"Mother...Mother...Xiaobao thought I would never see you again..."

There was no wailing or hysteria at all, but it made one's heart feel sour as if soaked in warm water.

Muyan hugged the little man in her arms tightly, her eyes turning red.

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