Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

The smiling faces of her teammates suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mimis, Oaks, Muyan... and the flawless teacher Hua in white.

No!

Why should I admit that I am vulnerable?

Isn't the Son of Shadow Gate weak?

In terms of team configuration, the four sons of Yingmen only have one Taoist.

In terms of spiritual power ascending to the throne, only one of the four sons of Yingmen has reached Huang Si, and everyone else is in Huang San.

In terms of combat experience, no matter how powerful a seven-year-old child is, he doesn't have much combat experience.

However, it happened that such a team, which was not expected at all, managed to beat the siege all the way in the round of the Light and Monster Tournament, and entered the second round with eight points.

Since, the four sons of Shadow Gate can create miracles.

Why can't I, Mu Xuecheng?

Mu Xuecheng gritted his teeth, enduring the dizziness and headache.

She kept reminding herself to be sober, to be sober!

She simply ignored the feeling of weightlessness and falling, closed her eyes, breathed out, and moved her spirit...

Her consciousness regained consciousness slightly, and she began to feel that she was in the boundless darkness.

wrong.

What I just saw is not the real world.

Illusions, they are all illusions.

It is a mimetic practice, an illusion created according to each person's demons.

And the reason why she fell into depression so quickly was precisely because she cared too much about the heir and was too persistent.

This should be everything she should overcome.

Mu Xuecheng once again settled his mind and circulated his spiritual power in the small circle of the body, and then the big circle.

Since everything you see is like a dream, you should contemplate it as such.

……

Mimic practice space, Mimis.

In the dense forest, the mother ran wildly in the mountains with four-year-old Mimis in her arms.

The mother's sweat kept dripping down her two locks of hair and chin, some fell on Mimis' arms, some fell on Mimis' shoulders.

Mother's steps were fast and her arms were strong. The fiery red whip on her waist jumped up and down with the ups and downs of her running.

This kind of wild running is especially common during this period of time.

My mother often ran for no reason when she was halfway through eating, shopping, or walking.

Several times, four-year-old Mimis asked her mother, "Mom, why are you running?"

The mother would take the trouble to reply: "Because there are bad guys chasing after."

However, Mimis has never seen a bad guy.

She always thought that this was just her mother's rhetoric.

It wasn't until that time that her mother left the cave and never came back that she really realized that maybe, she and her mother had been very close to danger all along.

She remembered that when her mother left the cave, it was a rainy evening.

The sound of rain and falling leaves could be heard outside the cave, and the cave was very humid. When the fire was lit, the flint was hit several times, and the slightly damp dry wood was barely lit.

The mother tied the storage space leather belt on Mimis' waist, and at the same time tied the fiery red whip around Mimis' waist.

It wasn't until Mimis was six years old that she suddenly realized that the sparkle in her mother's eyes that day was tears.

Mother was standing on the outside of the cave, and Mimis was sitting on the inside of the cave.

The sun was sinking, forming a warm backlight behind my mother.

The backlight was so dazzling that Mimis couldn't see his mother's face clearly.