"As long as you keep it well, you will soon return to your previous powerful soul power.

By the way, who is this kid? He is so nervous."

He looked at her and him gossipingly, letting him guess.

"Murong, this kid isn't your younger brother, right?"

Mo Wang didn't think about it as their son at all.

Murong shook his head, no, his brother is fine in the world, don't curse him, if something happens, he doesn't want to take over the Murong family.

"No, who is that? It can't be your son."

Speaking of son, everyone's expressions became weird.

Obviously, Mo Wang noticed this too.

He swallowed, looked at the person lying on the ground, and spoke carefully:

"No, it's really your son, right?"

This time, Murong's nodding came.

"Oh no, how long have you been separated from me? Why did such a big son pop up?"

He looked at the people lying on the ground without any belief, with a lie to you.

And Murong directly shook his face, saying that you believe it or not, or you don't believe it or not.

Mo Wang turned to look at Chu Yao again, and asked foolishly again:

"It's really your son."

Chu Yao also nodded this time.

“…”

So, when did he become an uncle and when did such a big nephew pop up?

No, he has to Jingjing, don’t ask him who Jingjing is.

In this way, Mo Wang and the King of Hell joined Jingyijing's industry.

Even going further and further away.

"Okay, let's move him back to my mansion. Our children need someone to take care of."

After a while, Chu Yao spoke when she saw the person lying on the ground.

She felt sorry for her son, so she had been on the ground for so long.

"Okay, I'll do it."

The soul was originally very light, so Murong walked in front of him with his still unconscious son alone.

The one who followed was Chu Yao, and the other one who arrived later was the King of Hell and Mo Wang.

Mo Wang grabbed the King of Hell and spoke: [How come I separated from them for a short time, how could I have such a big nephew, how did they give birth to them?]

He was very curious, but he didn't ask the person involved. It would be useless to ask, because they wouldn't tell him.

King of Hell: […Yaoer and Murong’s children in the previous few lives.]

He also knew no more than him, the only thing was that this son was born from one of their reincarnations.

He could only explain this, otherwise how could he explain how his son was so old at their age.

Mo Wang looked at each other with an expression that turned out to be like this.

If so, it will make sense.

They carried the man in white to Chuyao's princess mansion, went straight into the gate, and placed him in his room.

"Yao'er, you're tired after being tossed for so long. Just give him to Bihong. You can go over and rest for a while."

She was very nervous just now, but now she is afraid she will be tired if she relaxes.

The King of Hell wanted to persuade his sister to take a rest.

Chu Yao shook her head and looked at her son who was still weak in soul power.

She wanted to wait here for him to wake up so that he could see her incompetent mother at the first glance when he opened his eyes.

If Chu Yao doesn’t leave, Murong won’t leave, and no one else will leave.

So they were all waiting collectively for the people in the bed to wake up.

Bihong brought in a basin of water, and there was a handkerchief next to the basin.
Chapter completed!