Prelude to the Great War of Annihilation: Ten Years

Chapter 85 The King of the Northern Shadows

This sudden scene made Lingxi, who had to bring the pastoral spirit here, shake her mind, although she knew that the little guy's emotions had been suppressed for a long time, but she didn't expect it to explode so quickly.

But if you think about it carefully, it is also human nature, her memory was sealed by the Futu God Clan, and she only had to pursue the gentle shadow in her heart with only a few fragments of memory.

Although the pastor had only seen Luo Li in memory, the most wonderful thing in this world was blood and family, maybe in the dream, their mother and son had already met.

And Luo Li, when she heard the immature voice with several emotions in her arms, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but moisten, at this moment, she was not the master mother of the Immortal Heavenly Palace and the top powerhouse, but just a mother who reunited with her son.

It was he who owed him, and for a while, Luo Li was speechless, but hugged the pastor in his arms tighter, and rubbed the soft hair of the pastor with that beautiful cheek.

On the side, Jiuyou and the others were also full of smiles, Yan Xi, who had always been indifferent, had a smile from the heart, and although he was handsome, he usually had indifferent cheeks, which were very soft at the moment.

His biological mother had already left him due to an accident when he was born, and such a reunion, which seemed to ordinary people to be nothing special, had become an eternal luxury for him.

Yan Xi didn't fantasize about what kind of woman his mother was, when he was young, a soft and graceful figure often appeared in his dreams, accompanied by him for a long time.

It is precisely because of the warmth in his heart. He has persevered step by step to this day, and not only has he not been impressed by the torture of that earth's fire. His potential erupted like a volcano.

After that. There was a light and shadow again, it was Luo Tianshen who felt the breath of Luo Li, but when he saw the scene of the reunion of mother and son, he did not interrupt with words, but looked at this scene quietly, also with a smile on his face.

After a long time, Xiao Muling was very reluctant to break free from Luo Li's arms, looking at the traces left by the tears on the immature little face, she couldn't help but feel distressed. Gently stroke the hand to wipe away the tears.

The immature little face, full of joy at the moment, looked at the beautiful cheek that was close at hand, and couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and tap it on Luo Li's right cheek, cautiously.

Looking at Mu Ling's delicate and cute appearance, Luo Li smiled lightly, and grabbed his little hand and placed it on her flawless cheek, caressing it as she pleased.

She knows. The pastor was afraid that this was a dream, and this kind of dream, it should not be the first time he had done it, which also made her even more distressed.

"Mother. Is it really you?"

Even now, the pastor is still a little suspicious, although the smoothness coming from the palm of his hand feels extremely real. But it was precisely because of this that he was more afraid of losing. I'm afraid it's a dream.

"Silly boy, of course my mother is real. Luo Li said in an extremely soft tone. The slender hand caressed his young face again, and the dark eyes were as bright as obsidian, almost the same as his father's.

Under Luo Li's continuous comfort, Mu Ling gradually let go of the last trace of hesitation in his heart and said, "Mother, you are really beautiful, more beautiful than your aunts and aunts." ”

The aunts and aunts who are strange in his mouth, such as Lingxi and Ripple Mandala, all the women are also regarded as temperamental and rare beauties, but compared with Luo Li's stunning beauty, they are even inferior.

The mandala couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't care about this with a child

Regarding the praise of her appearance, Luo Li has heard too much since she was a child, and she has long been numb, but this kind of praise can only make her feel a little proud when it comes out of the mouths of their father and son.

However, Luo Li still hugged the pastoral spirit, looked at the surrounding women, and said, "Senior sisters, don't be surprised, children have no sense of proportion."

Lingxi Ripples naturally won't be angry because of the pastoral words, and the pastoral spirit is just telling the truth, compared to Luo Li, they are a little inferior after all.

Luo Li is such a stunning beauty, and there are few women in the entire world who can stand out.

"Sister Lingxi, grandpa, Luo Li was a little rude just now, please don't blame. Luo Lizhen nodded, and said to Lingxi and Luo Tianshen, just now she naturally knew that the two of them were coming, and she really didn't say anything to each other, which was a bit rude.

The two naturally won't be angry, and their mother and son reunited so that they can't spoil the atmosphere.

"Mother, you're back, when will my father come home" The pastoral spirit asked Luo Li, he looked forward to it for a long time, and finally gave his mother back, and the father who had never seen him, I don't know when I would be able to meet.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, after all, time is really running out, less than half a year, and the most critical person has not yet appeared.

But this embarrassment did not appear on Luo Li and Jiuyou's faces, and Luo Li even promised to the pastor in an extremely firm tone: "Daddy, he will be back soon!"

This is a nameless island in the middle of the sea somewhere in the world, its area is less than 10,000 miles, compared to this vast sea, it is like a drop in the ocean, extremely small.

However, at this moment, the island is a little unusual, because it is a faint golden light emitted on it, and there is an extremely ancient vicissitudes of life in it, as if it originated from thousands of years ago, immortal.

On the southeast coast of the island, there are three figures, they are also the only creatures on this nameless island, two of them, one is a handsome middle-aged man, standing on the edge of the island, looking into the distance, I don't know what he is thinking.

The other was a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was lazily leaning against a mottled stone the size of a zhang, and in his mouth he was holding a grass that he had found nowhere, a plant that could not be found on the small island surrounded by the sea.

Not far from the two of them, about ten feet away, sat a young and handsome man, his eyes closed, his eyebrows were very calm, if it were not for his body, which was emitting a golden light that filled the whole island, people would think that he was taking a nap.

"Alas, this guy Mu Chen, he has been sitting here for three months by himself, which makes my old man feel at ease," the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was complaining in a tone that was extremely inconsistent with his apparent age.

"If you're bored, you can leave at any time, and no one will stop you. ”

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the lazy and relaxed teenager, a faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a slight smile.

The young man didn't raise his eyelids, and didn't care about his ridicule at all, but said with a smile: "One of you is sitting still, the other is crippled, how can I bear to leave you behind." ”

When the middle-aged man heard his words, his face became a little unkind, and he said, "Aren't you so strong, you are obviously an old monster, but you have to pretend to be tender, and you look like a teenager." ”

"This is called being young in mentality, people are not old in heart, if I am like you, I might as well sit down directly. The young man was still unmoved, looking like he wanted to tell the middle-aged man the truth of life.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his unkind face eased, and he said: "I really didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the vicissitudes of life, things are people, and you and I, two people who should have been ancients, are arguing here, which is also interesting." ”

This man is the one that Mu Chen took away from Nalan Yanran's side that day, the strong man known as the Immortal Emperor.

Such reminiscent words were listened to by the young man, but he ended up with a look of contempt.

"I can't compare with you, back then, you were at the pinnacle of existence, a person who could compete with the Emperor of Heaven, I was just a nobody. The young man said.

The young man spoke to him so frivolously, but the Immortal Emperor was not angry, and said: "King of the Northern Nether, you are a little humble when you say this, no matter how strong I was back then, I am now on the verge of death, but you actually survived that catastrophe, and you really deserve to be the lord of the Northern Netherworld back then." ”

The name of the Northern Netherworld has long since precipitated over time and has become a thing of the past, and in today's world, no one knows this name at all, even the masters who are able to reach the heavens, they don't necessarily know it.

This is also only possible for the Immortal Emperor, who is also in the ancient world, to know that this Northern Shadow King, although he was not a peak powerhouse in the ancient period, but he also stepped into the Heavenly Supreme Level, leading the powerhouses of the Northern Netherworld under his command to resist the extraterritorial evil clans, and all of them were destroyed.

And the King of the Northern Darkness himself even killed a lower emperor outside the territory, but it seems that he himself has suffered a great blow, but because of the uniqueness of his cultivation method, he survived and slept for tens of thousands of years before he recovered from that injury.

It's just that at that time, people of his era were afraid that they were already dead, and he was also extremely open-minded, incarnated as a teenager, wandering the entire world, and now, hundreds of thousands of years have passed.

Back then, he was not considered a peak powerhouse, but with such a long period of accumulation, the Immortal Emperor would not think that this guy's current means would be weaker than his own back then, and the two of them, who were strong hundreds of thousands of years ago, are reunited today.

"I've long forgotten the old things, but it feels good to be able to see you, the former pinnacle of existence, after countless years, and to see your relatives. The young King of the Nine Shadows smiled lightly, turned his head, and looked at Mu Chen, who was sitting not far away.

"I really have to thank this little guy for all this, but I can't call him a little guy anymore after this time."

The King of Beiyou looked lazy, but the tone of his voice was also rare and serious

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