Chapter 387: My Son?

Cao Wuxin was bearing the impact of that internal force, and suddenly felt a cold body sticking to him.

A stream of pink spiritual power was transmitted from there, which made it uncontrollable for a while, with the injection of that pink spiritual power.

His already depleted spiritual power actually showed signs of recovery, and began to entangle with that pink spiritual power.

Wrap the internal force of the Martial King powerhouse.

"What the hell is going on?" Cao Wuxin was a little confused, he couldn't see the situation in the outside world at the moment, and he didn't know who injected this spiritual power into him.

And Yang Xiaoyue in the outside world, after hugging Cao Wusin, her eyes turned black, and she didn't know what to do next.

"Ahh

But at this moment, Cao Wuxian under him seemed to have a reaction, and Yang Xiaoyue was pressed back before he could react to anything.

A scream.

Yang Xiaoyue is tears of pain kept rolling in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to slap this guy to death with a direct slap.

At the same time, a powerful internal force passed through Cao Wusin's body and rushed into Yang Xiaoyue's body.

Martial King's Internal Force!!

This was not passed on intentionally by Cao Wusin.

It was the result of that instinct of internal force, and with Yang Xiaoyue's share, Cao Wuxin's physical condition was much better.

But this made Yang Xiaoyue bitter.

Yang Xiaoyue didn't have the body of a martial god, even if it was only half of the internal strength of the martial king, it made his body begin to appear in the same situation as before Cao Wusin.

All the internal organs are bearing the impact of that internal force......

Coupled with the pain in her lower body, Yang Xiaoyue had already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

However, she also saw that Cao Wusin's situation had improved, gritted her teeth, and did not disperse the internal force, but began to continuously convey spiritual power to the past, as if she wanted to pull all the martial power in Cao Wusin's body into her own body, so as to save the other party.

"Silly girl, you're going to die like this!" At this time, a slender jade hand pressed Yang Xiaoyue's shoulder.

That hand looked very strange, sinking into a weird gray-brown color, but as that hand pressed Yang Xiaoyue's shoulder, all the internal force that Yang Xiaoyue had finally withdrawn rushed back into Cao Wuyue's body intact.

"Ahh

On the other side, the unconscious Cao Wuxin let out a terrible scream.

"Not guilty, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Cao Wusin's miserable howl, Yang Xiaoyue was startled, and hurriedly wanted to repeat the old trick.

I didn't notice that she had a ghost hand on her shoulder.

But then she was dumbfounded, not only her internal force, but also her own spiritual power was constantly being transmitted to Cao Wusin's body.

It's as if there's a force that's controlling your body.

And those pink spiritual powers, after fusing with Cao Wusin's spiritual power, actually wrapped Cao Wusin's body.

"I control your body now, if you want the two of you to live, don't resist!" Just as Yang Xiaoyue was puzzled, a voice sounded.

"Ah, you... Who are you......" Yang Xiaoyue found the ghost hand pressed on her shoulder, and her face turned pale with fright.

But before he could turn his head to look at the owner of the ghost hand, his body was out of control, and he turned defense into offense, pressing Cao Wuxin underneath.

……

I don't know how long it has been since this happened.

Cao Wuxin was able to open his eyes again in a daze, and as far as he could see, he was surrounded by green and quiet grass.

What made Cao Wuxian even more shocked was that his body did not have any discomfort, but was very relaxed.

"What's the situation that I'm dead? Brother Yama decorates the dungeon so beautifully? Cao Wuxin got up and examined his body.

Seeing the condition of his body at this moment, he was frightened, and all the injuries on his body had been healed.

But now he can only exert the strength of the first order of martial arts.

Although when a cultivator is seriously injured, it is possible for his cultivation to fall, but it is an ordinary cultivator, and he should not have this kind of situation.

Although he came all the way and his cultivation climbed like a rocket, only Cao Wuxin knew that the body of the Martial God had cultivated his foundation very steadily.

There can be no serious injuries and retreats!

And this stunned was only for a moment, and he realized that something was wrong.

His cultivation did not regress, but some of his spiritual power was imprisoning the internal power of the three elders in his body.

Because that spiritual power could not be mobilized, he could only exert the level of the first order of a martial artist.

And that spiritual power is not only imprisoning the internal force, but also transforming it into spiritual power little by little for oneself to absorb.

In this way, as long as he waited for all that internal force to turn into pure spiritual power, maybe his cultivation could climb again.

It's just that Cao Wuxin doesn't know how long it will take to absorb like this, but in short, his cultivation has not fallen.

And as long as he absorbs that internal force, it can increase dramatically, which makes Cao Wuxin also very happy, and immediately looked up.

When he saw the blood under him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately thought of the strange feeling during his coma, and instantly understood something, and hurriedly looked around, but there was no shadow of a person around, which frightened Cao Wuxin.

Could it be that Yang Xiaoyue is gone?

"Well, not guilty, you're finally awake?" Just when Cao Wuxin was in a hurry, a joyful voice sounded behind him.

Cao Wuxin hurriedly turned around and looked, and when he saw the familiar face, he breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head, and said, "I thought you were gone!" ”

"......" Yang Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, but soon understood the meaning of Cao Wuyin's words, blushed and said, "I... I want to go, I have to get out, we're stuck in the sea! ”

"This is the nautical?" Cao Wuxin wanted to ask where this was just now, and when he heard Yang Xiaoyue's words at this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned, but he quickly realized that something was wrong, pointed to the child in Yang Xiaoyue's arms, and said, "This is a baby?" ”

"Yes." Yang Xiaoyue nodded subconsciously.

"No, I've been in a coma for ten months?" Seeing Yang Xiaoyue nodding, Cao Wuxin was completely stunned.

"No, you've been in a coma for four days." Yang Xiaoyue didn't know what Cao Wuyin meant, and said blankly.

"Well, you can give birth in four days, and besides, our son's skin color is wrong, right? Is this the Grey Race? Cao Wuyin had a question mark on his face, and at this moment, the skin of the baby in Yang Xiaoyue's arms was gray, and it looked very weird.

It's not like himself and Yang Xiaoyue.

"What a mess!" Only then did Yang Xiaoyue understand the meaning of Cao Wusin's words, and her face turned red, "You can give birth to a child in only four days, and you are still a gray person, have you heard of this complexion, I picked up this child!" ”