After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

655 Fierce fighting
It seems that neither this child nor Mu Lingyue are ordinary people.

No wonder they managed to find them in such a bad situation.

"Zijin, tell Uncle Luo, who taught you these spells?"

A baby who is only one year old can know spells, which is a bit too smart.

Moreover, although this child looks small, compared to children of the same age, he is really much smarter, not at all like a one-year-old baby should look like.

And his pretty impeccable little face. . .

It was printed out of the same mold as the purple-clothed man he had seen before.

But when he first met Mu Lingyue, she was not pregnant. Even if she was, the child would not have grown up to such a large size.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt.

For Mu Lingyue, he suddenly realized that he really didn't know anything about him.

Her relationship with the man in purple, and the child in front of her, are still her true identity. . .

Kid Jin thought for a while, then smiled, "There are so many people who teach the baby, there are mothers, Aunt Yanmo, dad, grandmother, Uncle Feng, Grandpa Xianzun, they all taught Zi Jin a lot. thing."

He didn't know any of the people he mentioned.

He suddenly realized that perhaps, everything he wanted to know could be learned from Xiao Zijin's mouth.

Luo Wushuang walked up to Xiao Zijin, took his hand, and said to him softly, "Zijin, tell Uncle Luo about your father, your grandmother, what kind of people are you talking about just now?" Is your person good? Uncle Luo wants to know, can you tell me?"

The kid readily agreed, beaming with joy, and said, "Uncle Luo, the baby's father looks really good-looking, and besides, he's so amazing..."

The wind was still blowing, the sound of howling wind, crackling rain, thunder, and the sound of fighting mixed together. In the dark night, only a few night pearls in the stone room emitted a faint white light.

Mu Lingyue's sword flew into the air, above the dark clouds, people from the heavenly world and people from the demon world were fighting fiercely.

In the air, two streams of gas collided together, black demonic energy, purple fairy air, and the explosion sound was produced in this way. The two streams of gas collided together rubbed sparks, and in an instant, half of the sky was illuminated.

She landed on top of a cloud, and the rain in front of her eyes blocked her sight. The scene of the battle between the two worlds was so chaotic, she couldn't tell which ones were from the fairy world and which ones were from the demon world.

Blood splashed everywhere, splashed into the rainwater, and flowed down from the gaps in the clouds. The clear rainwater became cloudy and red, as if a layer of blood rain had fallen.

Some blood splashed on her face, she hurriedly wiped it off with her hand, Bing Po smelled the breath of blood, immediately became excited, trembling under her feet, making a buzzing sound.

For this ancient artifact, it doesn't want its existence to be just a decoration, or just to do some insignificant little things.

Well, yes, it is an ancient artifact, it likes war, it likes fighting, especially duels with masters, so that it can give full play to its role.

With a light kick from Mu Lingyue's foot, Bing Po returned to her hand, and she stroked the hilt of the sword with her fingers, looking at the dark sky, she said worriedly, "Bing Po, take me to find my sister quickly. "

(End of this chapter)