The baby-making system is unreliable

"Oh, I don't understand. I'm freezing. What does this mural mean?! What's the meaning of that person leading us here?"

Xiao Qian sat in front of the mural, curled up into a ball, shivering with cold.

Where she couldn't see, the eyes of the two statues moved, but only quietly, as if they were sizing up the three of them.

"Hmm? Look at this person, isn't he the kid we just met in the illusion?!"

Suner pointed to a mural and said, the painting in front of him really showed the child in light cloud-colored clothes.

"His name seems to be Arsenic Wu. Judging from the looks of it, this should be his first time to enter a Taoist temple to practice. His master was very happy and gave him a soft whip as a magic weapon."

Li Li looked at the mural in front of Sun'er. The child in the mural was only four or five years old. His master was wearing a Taoist robe, and his brows showed admiration for discovering a good talent.

Suner nodded and walked three or four steps to the right. In the mural next to him, the child had grown several years older. His senior brother was secretly hiding nearby and observing.

On this mountain, not far to the west of the Taoist temple, is the waterfall they saw. Senwu and Hushuang were practicing martial arts near this pool of water.

"Here... everyone in this city was killed. The fire burned everything down. Arsenic came down the mountain but it was too late to save people."

Suner looked up and saw another picture. The people in it were in great pain, the pain of being burned by the fire. They were howling, calling for help, praying for a god to save them! !

"Then, uh... Arsenic got a long blade from a Taoist temple, and then went to seek revenge, but was beaten by many monsters and was rescued to the side of a pond. This is the scene we saw."

Li Li looked at the Taoist temple and carefully looked at the weapon in his hand. It was indeed not the soft whip given to him at the beginning.

"It's not very clear here. This... seems like a curse. It's all black, and people in the city are fleeing."

Xiao Qian looked at the contents on the mural and suddenly got goose bumps all over her body. She opened her eyes wide and looked at it in disbelief.

"Later, huh? Arsenic died? How did he die? We couldn't tell?!" Xiao Qian swallowed, feeling a little chest tightness, and looked at it with horror.

After passing the unclear mural, there is another mural behind, which seems to be the end of this story. This?! He, he is alive again?! But... he is not a teenager, but an adult?

"But this weak painter looks like, Arsenic Wucai, right?!"

Sun'er stared blankly at the person next to him. He had silver hair and a mark on his forehead.

Although his appearance was different, the whip under his belt could prove that this person was Arsen Wu, and his senior brother had not changed and was still hiding somewhere watching him! !

"Why does the person next to him look so much like daddy?!" Suner subconsciously touched his forehead. The birthmark on his forehead was also the same shape.

"In the end, it looked like a group of people were praying, as if they were praying for something?! Then, they turned into a ghost?! Dressed in purple, eh?! Could it be... Could it be Ziyue Yanjun!?"

Xiao Qian was shocked. This purple dress, this purple moon in the sky, this Purple Moon Palace in the ghost world, and these dead souls? ! It was hard not to think that this person was the Purple Moon King of the ghost world.

"Hey?! The statue... the statue is moving, moving, moving!?" Xiao Qian fell to the ground in fear, his face as pale as paper, his hands and feet cold, and he pointed at the two statues next to him with trembling hands, his voice full of fear and shock.

She couldn't believe her eyes; the statue in front of her actually moved.

They slowly walked down the stone steps at the back, wielding sharp weapons in their hands and exuding a chilling aura.

"Ah?!" Sun'er hurriedly looked in the direction of Xiaoqian's finger, and sure enough, he saw that the two statues that were originally still began to move.

Xiao Qian's eyes widened, and panic surged in her heart. At this moment, Sun'er reached out and grabbed Xiao Qian without hesitation, pulling her up from the ground, and shouted loudly: "Get up quickly, get out of the way?!"

"Come up quickly, I'll take you flying into the air." Li Li responded quickly. It spread its wings and let Xiao Qian and Sun'er climb onto its back.

Then, it took the two people off the ground and rose into the air. Li Li secretly wondered where these two big guys who suddenly came to life came from? Why did they appear here?

As soon as the three of them flew up, one of the statues swung its weapon at them. Li Li narrowly avoided the attack and flew away quickly.

"What on earth are these things?" Xiao Qian asked with lingering fear.

This place is only about 7-8 mu in size, and all the exits are blocked. If this continues, they won’t be able to hold out for long! !

"I don't know either, but it looks like they are the guards protecting this place. But why do they come out now?!" Li Li answered solemnly, dodging the attacks from all around.

"Then what should we do now? Should we just start fighting?!" Sun'er said anxiously. The people who led them here haven't shown up yet. Under the current circumstances, the only way is to defeat them.

"You two, fight them! I'll cover you! Let's go together!" Li Li said as he calmly analyzed the situation.

Her eyes were sharp as she stared at the enemy in front of her, secretly thinking about how to respond.

Circling in the air, a flash of light appeared in Sun'er's hand. As the light flashed, a powerful force headed straight for the two stone statues. Unfortunately, with their thousands of years of strength, Sun'er was no match for them.

Xiao Qian transformed into her original bird form and attacked with her huge claws, fighting with one of them, but she was no match at all.

In just an incense stick of time, after a scream, the feathers on his body were chopped off, and blood dripped to the ground. Xiao Qian was thrown directly to the ground. He tried to stand up with difficulty, but he could only stand up tremblingly.

Li Li protected her behind him and looked at her. His body was protected by spiritual light and the light blue glow all around him blocked the stone statue's attacking mace.

With a hiss, Sun'er gritted his teeth and rolled to the ground. His clothes were covered with mud. He barely avoided the knife in the statue's hand.

"Damn, this thing!" Suner gritted his teeth, frowned, and a trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

He raised his head, gasping for breath, and swore in his heart: "Damn it, I don't want to die here like this, I want to live, live!!!"

"How can this thing defeat me like this?!" Sun'er clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination.

He was unwilling to be defeated like this. He wanted to prove his strength. He didn't want to die here.

The spiritual energy in Sun'er's hands gathered, and it turned out to be a method of transforming spirit into weapon. What is this? Using one's own spiritual power to create a weapon.

He concentrated his energy, gathered the spiritual power in his body into his hands, and then waved them lightly, and a ray of spiritual light instantly emerged.

The spiritual light quickly condensed in the air and gradually formed the shape of a bamboo stick. As the spiritual power continued to be injected, the bamboo stick became harder and harder, and under the influx of spiritual energy, it actually formed a solid body.

What is this? Could this be his magical weapon?! Sun'er widened his eyes and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand in surprise, but it was so real, appearing in his hand.

He had never thought that he would be able to possess such a magical weapon, and it would appear at such a critical moment.

Sun'er held the bamboo stick tightly in his hand, feeling the wonderful connection between it and himself.

He took a deep breath and continuously injected the spiritual energy in his body into the bamboo stick. As the spiritual energy was injected, the bamboo stick trembled slightly, as if it had life.

"Watch this! Don't think you can beat me this time!" Sun'er shouted and swung the bamboo stick with all his strength.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind whistled out from the front end of the bamboo stick, sweeping towards the target with a fierce momentum.

This strong wind was like a ferocious dragon with its bloody mouth opened wide, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

In just a moment, he repelled the stone statue and smashed the stone knife in its hand.

At this moment, the mark on Wang Chen's forehead suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling light, as if it resonated and sensed something with somewhere.

He stopped in his tracks, showing a surprised expression: "What is this spiritual energy?! Sun'er?!"

At the same time, the two were suddenly enveloped by beams of bright light, which wrapped them tightly like warm sunlight.

Then, their bodies instantly became transparent, as if they had merged into the light. With a dazzling halo flashing by, the two figures disappeared without a trace.

Yun Xirou's bamboo spirit breath exuded a rich green light, and her whole body was surrounded by this power.

In the blink of an eye, they moved lightly through the space and came to a cave full of murals.

When she stepped into the cave, her heart was filled with anticipation and worry. She looked around anxiously, looking for Sun'er.

Finally, she saw the familiar little figure. Only when she saw that he was safe and sound did Yun Xirou feel relieved.

"Sun'er?! Are you okay?" Yun Xirou ran to Sun'er first, squatted down, and stared at her son with heartache.

She reached out and gently stroked Suner's cheek, her eyes revealing concern and worry.

"Mother, Father?!" Sun'er burst into tears and threw himself into Yun Xirou's arms, as if he wanted to cry out all his grievances.

He hugged Yun Xirou tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, his mother would disappear. Tears poured out like a flood, soaking Yun Xirou's clothes.

Yun Airou stroked Sun'er's hair lovingly and comforted her softly, "Okay, okay, don't cry, mother is here."

Sun'er raised her head while sobbing, looked at Yun Xirou with tearful eyes, and said with a sob: "Mother, I thought I would never see you again..."

A trace of tears flashed in Yun Xirou's eyes. She gently wiped the tears from Sun'er's face and said, "No, no matter what happens, mother will protect you."

Sun'er nodded, and her emotions gradually calmed down, but she was still sobbing a little, and snuggled in Yun Xirou's arms.

The uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated. Yun Xirou watched Sun'er calm down and sighed softly.

"It's good that everything is okay, it's good that everything is okay." Yun Xirou murmured to herself, as if she was comforting him or herself.

“Why don’t you come out quickly!?” Wang Chen stared at the mural closely, his eyes were cold, a mocking smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and his tone was full of anger and majesty: “How dare you hurt my child? You are really brave enough!”

As he finished speaking, the murals in the originally quiet cave suddenly flickered, and a mysterious light and shadow instantly appeared in front of them.

The light figure was dressed in tiger skin, with an upright posture and a stern face. It turned out to be the person they saw in the phantom - Hu Shuang! Asen Wu's senior brother!

"My dear?! Senior brother of Senwu?!" Xiao Qian widened her eyes in surprise and screamed.

She quickly transformed into a human form, covering her injured arm, blood constantly gushing out of the wound, her face as pale as paper.

Due to excessive blood loss, her body kept shaking and her vision began to become blurry.

"Why did you hurt us?!" Li Li questioned the person in front of him angrily, his voice full of confusion and indignation: "Hurting people for no reason, how can this be justified?!"

"I... am just a barrier here, the guardian of the Luoan Kingdom ruins. I have no intention of hurting anyone, but... if you enter here, I will protect you out of instinct."

He stared at them blankly, his eyes lifeless, as if he were a machine without a soul, or an illusion.

"You hurt my friend, and you can just let it go by saying it was an accident?" Wang Chen's face was filled with anger, and a biting coldness emanated from his whole body.

"Cough... cough..." Xiao Qian endured the pain and stood up straight, looking at him angrily: "No matter who you are, you shouldn't hurt innocent people..."

He stared at them blankly, as if trying to understand what they were saying. Suddenly, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes, and he squatted down with his head in his hands.

"What's wrong with you?" Yun Xirou and Li Li looked at each other and asked in unison.

"No?! I'm an injured person and I haven't cried yet, but you're holding your head first!? Do you want me to cry with you?"

Xiao Qian laughed speechlessly, this was simply too outrageous, she hadn't even cried yet! ?

I saw a strange light emanating from Hushuang's body, and a figure vaguely emerged in the light.

When the light faded, a strange man appeared in front of everyone. This was too bizarre.

I saw that he was wearing a Taoist robe in his hands and carrying a peach wood sword on his back. He was not very tall and was crawling on the ground stupidly.

"Where... where am I?" The man looked around in confusion, and suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I'm out?! Uh?! I'm finally out."

"Hey, hey, hey? What's going on? Stop pretending to be dead, okay?!" Xiao Qian stepped on him angrily and quickly distanced herself from him.

"That?! Sorry, I... I am the disciple of my father's disciple's disciple, my name is Ji Shi."