Hearing Ye Sheng's words, Zhao Huaying's face showed a sad look again, and she said to the two of them that she wanted to go back and discuss it with Wang Lang, and then left in a hurry......

It's just that on the way back, Zhao Huaying has been thinking about a question!

His son is missing, and he may even die in the turbulence of space.

But why did he become unconcerned after a while, except for being a little angry and sad at the beginning?

What's going on?

Could it be that Wang Chao is not his own son? Was it given by phone bill? Or was it drawn by lottery?

Wrong

Zhang Huaying hurriedly shook her head and shook off a terrible thought in her head!

From being pregnant in October, to watching this stinky boy grow up in trouble little by little, I have witnessed it with my own eyes, and I have no less heart to!

So why is Wang Chao's life and death uncertain, but now he is not sad and uncomfortable at all?

......

Until Zhao Huaying returned home, she didn't figure out the reason for this!

It didn't take long for Wang Lang, who received a call from Zhao Huaying, to hurry home!

As soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly asked Zhao Huaying, who was sitting on the sofa a little stunned

"What's wrong, so anxious to get me back?"

"Wang Chao is missing!" Zhao Huaying didn't raise his head,

"Missing?" Wang Lang was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously

"Isn't he at your Uncle Ye's? Did he sneak out to play?"

"It's not a sneak play, it's a ...... like this"

Zhao Huaying briefly said what happened!

When Wang Lang heard that Wang Chao was involved in the turbulence of the space by the purple-blooded people with the means of the same death, his face suddenly turned pale, his body shook a little, and finally leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground!

"How could this be!" Wang Lang lost his eyes and muttered to himself, "He is still so young and has such a good future, why did he suddenly encounter such a thing?"

"How do you feel in your heart?" Zhao Huaying turned his head and asked suddenly

"I'm panicking!" Wang Lang blurted out without even thinking about it

"Being swept into that kind of place, Wang Chao doesn't know how much suffering he has to suffer!"

Wang Lang's only remaining arm struck the ground hard, and his eyes were slightly red

"He must be having a hard time now!"

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Zhao Huaying's eyes instantly brightened a lot

"Are you not worried about Wang Chao's safety? Do you think that his life will not be in danger, and it is only a matter of time before he comes back?"

"Uh-huh......?"

Wang Lang raised his head, looked at Zhao Huaying and asked

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if someone else had been caught in the turbulence of space, under normal circumstances, he would have almost been condemned dead!

But I always feel in my heart that Wang Chao will be fine, and one day, he will definitely come back!

Do you feel the same way?"

Sitting on the ground and pondering for a while, Wang Lang replied with some uncertainty

"Like, that's really the case!"

"But why is this happening? Wang Chao only has the cultivation of the overlord, even if the sect leader falls into it, the chance of surviving is very small, let alone the overlord!"

"Do you mean ......?"

As if thinking of something, Wang Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly asked

"Before falling into the spatial turbulence, how was Wang Chao's state?

I mean, was he killed by the Purple Bloods?"

"If he is killed, how can I still have the heart to talk nonsense with you here!" After complaining, Zhao Huaying recalled and said

"Although it looks like the injury is not light, the breath on the body is quite stable, it is estimated that it is only some skin trauma, and there is no major problem!"

Hearing this, Wang Lang seemed to have figured out something, paused, and said tentatively

"In my opinion, could it be because of his prophetic status?"

"You mean......" Zhao Huaying also thought of a possibility, but she was not sure, for fear that after guessing wrong, she would end up happy in the end!

Wang Lang didn't have any of her concerns and continued

"Because of the prophet, this kid Wang Chao has great luck, and it is almost impossible for ordinary humans to harm his life!

But according to what you just said, although the other party used some kind of overdraft means and broke out an attack comparable to that of a saint, they did not target Wang Chao, but simply tore apart the space barrier of the small world and banished Wang Chao into the void turbulence!

Maybe they feel that letting Wang Chao wait for death in despair is more relieving than killing him, but Wang Chao, who has atmospheric luck, since he didn't die at the hands of the purple-blooded man on the spot, then even if he is deep in the void turbulence, he can seize the only piece of vitality and get out of the void!

It's just that we can't predict how long it will take!"

Zhao Huaying was silent for a moment and said

"Actually, I vaguely had such thoughts, but I'm afraid that this is just a conjecture that I care about!

Now that you've said that, I'm sure of my guess!"

The worry on Wang Lang's face disappeared, and he said with a smile

"Except for the fact that your origin is a little weak, you are no different from a saint!

The things you care about, especially those who are related by blood, sometimes a whim is often the end result of things!

So, rest assured!

Just wait for Wang Chao to come back!"

Hearing this, Zhao Huaying's face showed a distressed expression again,

"There are countless dangers in the void turbulence, even if it does not endanger life, but the suffering and sin that deserve are not indispensable at all!

Now my son is suffering and tired, but I, as a mother, can only watch and can't help anything.

You say, I'm useless!"

Where do you put my face when you say this?

Wang Lang complained silently, and then hurriedly comforted him

"You can't think like that, you can think about it from a different perspective!

Wang Chao, this kid, has cultivated until now, and it is not a good thing that he has been smooth sailing, and he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but now he is even more impossible.

Especially this time, I knew that the matter was related to the purple blood people, but I still went to the meeting alone without saying hello, what do you say he is not dying?

In the past, he was just messing around with his classmates, which was harmless, but now he has only won a holy war championship, and a purple-blooded person has jumped out to make trouble!

Therefore, even if there was no such thing as this time, with his cultivation speed, sooner or later he would have attracted the attention of the purple-blooded people!

It's actually good to be like this now, trapped in the void turbulence, on the one hand, you can make him suffer a little hardship, suffer a little sin, sharpen his temperament, and be a down-to-earth person when he comes back!

On the other hand, after cultivating for less than a year, he won the Holy War Championship, and this kind of record is really too dazzling.

Taking this opportunity to make him disappear from the public eye for a while is actually not bad!"

"Then how should he explain it when he comes back?" asked Zhao Huaying

"Isn't this simple?" said Wang Lang with a nonchalant expression

"Only a few of you know what happened, Liu Zhiwei and that old thing named Tris are excluded first!

The only ones left are Zheng Qian and Uncle Ye!

I'll call Zheng Qian when I go back and ask him not to mention Wang Chao's matter for the time being, it's a big deal to give some hush money!

As for your Uncle Ye, it's up to you! Take out your woman's stunt, let Uncle Ye agree, if anyone asks about Wang Chao, let him answer,

Wang Chao went to retreat and cultivated, as for the time to leave the customs......

Undetermined!

Wouldn't that be nice!"

"Our woman's stunt?" Zhao Huaying had a question mark on her face,

"What's that? Uncle Ye can agree so easily?"

"You women's three stunts still need to ask me?" Wang Chao said disdainfully

"Isn't it just one crying, two troubles, and three hangings!

Listen to me, it's right, if you don't use the third move, Uncle Ye has to agree......"

Zhao Huaying: ...... I really don't want such a big pig's trotter husband......