I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

Wu Qingcheng's figure flashed.

Exit from the bottom of the volcano.

A place of wonderland on earth.

In a fairy palace-like building complex, in a small courtyard.

A man in the shape of a puppy is protecting a staggering child with his arms outstretched.

The voice is old and loving:

"Qingqing, be good, slow down!"

Not far away, by the door on the third step.

A woman similar in appearance to Wu Qingcheng but more charming.

A cold snort came out of his nasal cavity.

Feng Zhengyang took a moment to glance at Huang Yan, and greeted happily:
"Old woman, you are here! Come and see our grandson, how amazing! This calf is so strong!"

The fleshy little boy dressed like a New Year's doll saw Huang Yan when he turned a corner.

The small expression was startled for a moment.

Then a happy smile appeared.

Chong Huangyan opened her small arms like Michelin babies:
"Mother! Mother!"

He ran towards Huangyan with two short legs.

Clearly, the child had the wrong person.

Seeing the little grandson rushing towards him was already disturbing.

It turned out to be the wrong person.

The boredom in Huang Yan's heart was even stronger.

Mortal blood is really rubbish!
It's already one year old, yet it doesn't even recognize the people around it.

Huang Yan had a dark face, waiting for the little boy to approach her.

The right foot kicked out without warning.

It seemed to kick away the depression in my heart.

The mood also followed carefree.

The expected touch did not come.

Halfway through the kick, my feet stagnated as if they were bound by something.

With anger in her heart, Huang Yan looked up.

The other party was also staring at him with cold eyes.

It was her daughter, Wu Qingcheng.

What restrained her calf was precisely her magic weapon—Phoenix Feather of Absolute Beginning.

Before the two of them could say anything.

The little boy rushed over and hugged Wu Qingcheng's calf from behind.

She shouted in a childish voice:
"Mother! Mother!"

Two words.

Let the frost on Wu Qingcheng's face melt instantly.

I can't take care of continuing to investigate what my mother did just now.

Turning around and hugging the little boy in her arms, her eyes are full of doting:

"Qingqing, do you miss your mother, and be good at home."

Looking at the child's delicate face, there will always be a hint of longing in her eyes.

"Qingqing...be good! Miss...mother!"

The little boy hooked Wu Qingcheng's neck, answering the question with a very serious expression.

At this time Feng Zhengyang also came over, and gave Huang Yan a hard look.

When he turned to look at his little grandson again, his face had already changed back to a smile.

"Humph!"

Huang Yan turned around and went back to the house.

Out of sight out of mind.

"Qingqing, be good, play with grandpa first, and mother talk to grandma."

"Ok!"

The little boy nodded obediently.

Feng Zhengyang took the child from Wu Qingcheng, sighed, and said with a complicated expression:
"Persuade her well, the old lady has a brain, hey!"

"I know."

Wu Qingcheng nodded, turned and walked into the room.

"Qingqing, grandpa will take you to the garden to play! Okay!"

"it is good!!"

Feng Zhengyang let the little boy ride on his neck.

One old and one young, skipping away.

Squeak!

Wu Qingcheng pushed open the door.

Sunlight pours in from windows and doors.

Huang Yan was sitting on the chair beside the table.

Wu Qingcheng moved lightly with lotus steps, and sat down opposite her:

"You went too far today!"

There was a trace of coldness and anger in the voice.

Even if the other party was his mother, Wu Qingcheng never restrained herself in the slightest.

This is because the other party is her mother, so she tried her best to control her emotions.

Otherwise, it would have been early.

If I hadn't arrived in time just now.

He and his son don't know what will happen.

She didn't dare to think about it at all.

"A mortal will die when he dies. You and Feng Yan can completely regenerate a child whose blood is far away from this one hundred and eight thousand miles away."

When Huang Yan spoke, her expression was disdainful.

Mentioning a child is like talking about an ant.

Whoa! !

The table in front of him was shattered by Wu Qingcheng's overflowing anger.

"You have hope for Feng Yan, right! Alright, I'll kill him right now!"

Wu Qingcheng flicked her long sleeves, got up and walked out.

"You stop for me!!"

Huang Yan scolded angrily.

Wu Qingcheng stopped and didn't look back:
"What? You want to choose a way to die for him? Well, for the sake of your life, I agree to this request!"

"Hehe, it's up to you!?"

Huang Yan sneered.

The gap in strength between his daughter and Feng Yan.

To describe it with a world of difference is humility.

That's a cosmic difference.

Hearing Huang Yan's ridicule, Wu Qingcheng looked calm and said indifferently:
"That's right, it's just me."

After the words fell, a strong blood power began to emanate from her delicate body.

Huang Yan felt it clearly at the first time.

The body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and asked with a face full of surprise:
"You...you broke through again?"

"Thanks to you, the seals are all lifted."

Huang Yan had no doubts about Wu Qingcheng's words.

Because of the coercion from the blood, she can completely feel it.

But, this is too fast!
Only a year has passed!
Not only did her own daughter break the seal by herself, but she also took the time to give birth to a child.

Or, after giving birth to a child, took the time to break the seal?
Huang Yan was speechless for a long time, she was really shocked.

"Have you thought about how Feng Yan will die, or is it up to me to decide?"

"No! You can't kill him! People of the same clan can't kill each other!"

"Really?! Then how do I remember that you just wanted to kill my son?!"

Wu Qingcheng turned around suddenly, with a ferocious expression on her beautiful pretty face, roaring angrily.

No matter what they say or do to her on weekdays, she can bear it as long as she can.

But this time, Huang Yan actually attacked her son directly.

This is intolerable to her.

Since you can't do anything to your mother, then you should do it to someone your mother likes.

"me……"

Wu Qingcheng's coercive force after breaking the seal is really too strong.

Even if Huang Yan wanted to explain, under this coercion, she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Today, Feng Yan, must die!"

After Wu Qingcheng finished speaking, she moved and disappeared from the room.

The moment she left.

Huang Yan felt that the invisible shackles on her body were suddenly released.

The whole person lost strength for a while, and fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

After adjusting her breath a bit, Huang Yan hurriedly stood up and walked out.

She must stop her daughter from killing Fengyan.

Killing a member of the same family is a felony.

He will be hunted down by the whole clan.

It doesn't matter to the little grandson, his blood is not pure.

If you kill, you will kill.

When Huang Yan went out, she went to find Feng Zhengyang first.

Feng Zhengyang's daughter can still listen to what Feng Zhengyang says.

In his own words, it would be good if his daughter didn't oppose her.

She still has this self-knowledge.