The child was not very old, about three or four years old, lying in the spiritual liquid like a porcelain doll.

The strange thing was that Su Chen didn't see any wounds on his body.

"Isn't it digging bones?"

Su Chen murmured in his heart with some confusion.

"well."

When Su Wuhui heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, glanced at Qin Wanrong, and said:

"Why don't we know this?"

"It's just that a few days ago, the couple said that they would be back in two months at most."

"Since we have promised others, we will naturally do our best during this period of time."

"hehe……"

"According to normal rules, I'm afraid that couple won't be able to come back. They might be practicing trumpet somewhere right now."

Su Chen sneered in his heart and complained.

But on the surface, he looked calm, took a deep breath, and said:

"Father, mother, let me try it!"

The words fell.

He cut his finger, forced out a drop of his own blood, and dropped it into the mouth of the child lying in the spiritual fluid.

"Chen'er, no!"

When Su Wuhui saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.

This child's body is too fragile and cannot be stimulated by masculine power at this time.

Any ray of masculine energy is enough to kill this child!

Not to mention the blood essence of a late-stage Shentai realm powerhouse!

However.

The next scene made him freeze on the spot for an instant.

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