But later, it was rumored everywhere in the Holy City that it was the wild seed of the demon race, and it was not the bloodline of Jimoya at all!

It's simply unreasonable, who is Mo Yana? That is the hope and glory of the Jimo family!

How can you let a woman tarnish his reputation!

If it weren't for his identity, he would have wanted to disappear.

So for the departure of Phantom Tanyan, he was indulgent, and it was good to leave, which just made Jimoya sober up.

Who would have known that that rumor was made by Baili Zixi!

And the child conceived by this woman, Phantom Yanyan, is not only the bloodline of the Jimo family, but also has qualifications comparable to Jimoya.

The hope of the future generation of such a Jimo family was ruined by his momentary indulgence.

The impermanence of the ink is about to be repentant.

He no longer knows how to face his ancestors and ancestors in the future!

I didn't know how to face Jimoya, I thought about it for a while, a look of determination flashed in my eyes, and after I quickly gave a few orders, I was a little relieved.

in the house.

"Uncle Ancestor—" Ji Moya looked at Lai Sheng with a bit of pleading.

Lai Sheng sighed, and with a wave of his hand, an enchantment enveloped the room, and people outside could no longer perceive half of the movement in the room.

Only then did he beckon: "Feed the blood." ”

Ji Moya's eyes lit up, his own blood was indeed a healing holy treasure, as long as he could save the child, even if he let him dry the blood of his body!

Without hesitation, he immediately swiped his fingers, and the blood with a strange fragrance flowed down his fingers, and the room was full of the smell of blood full of temptation.

Even a cultivator like Lai Sheng couldn't help but feel moved, and he quickly concentrated to get rid of the attraction of blood.

Ji Moya was very thoughtful, and the child was still young, so he cut his finger and put it in the child's mouth.

With his other hand, Lai Sheng injected spiritual power into the child's body, making his mouth open, and using his spiritual power to slide the blood down his throat.

The fingers were bled out, and with the recovery power of Jimoya, the wound soon healed.

One finger healed, that is, Mo Ya cut the next finger without frowning, and urged the spiritual power to make the blood flow faster.

However, after the tea effort, Ji Moya's face turned pale.

Lai Sheng didn't speak, and Ji Mo Ya naturally wouldn't stop until all ten fingers were cut, and seeing that the wound was healed again, Ji Mo Ya frowned, and was about to cut his wrist.

Lai Sheng finally spoke: "Enough! ”

As soon as the blood entered the child's body, it was led by his spiritual power to the limbs and bones, and the rest were all stored in the child's abdomen.

Seeing that the child's little belly was bulging, and then seeing Ji Moya's pale face, crumbling and gritting his teeth to insist, the anger in Lai Sheng's heart also dissipated a little.

Motioned for Jimoya to rest.

Where is Jimo Ya willing to rest assured, he only looked at Lai Sheng, showing a pleading look.

Lai Sheng just did his best to obey the fate of heaven, and didn't want the next generation of the Jimo family to die like this, so he rushed for his life against the sky.

I really didn't know what to expect.

Therefore, he could only shake his head: "Look at the will of heaven, this saint can't guarantee that this method will be effective, but it is nourished by your blood, and this saint will use the secret method to nourish it, if God has mercy on me and the Mo family, maybe I can go against the sky once-" There was no expectation in his tone, with a bit of depression.

Ji Moya didn't dare to say more, just looked at the child in Lai Sheng's arms again, I don't know if it was his delusion or his hope, he always felt that the dark blue on the child's face seemed to fade a little.