Ling Xiu's face was also very ugly, he was exhausted from the battle with Mo Luo Liyan, if he really came to the Protoss, he would not have the extra strength to deal with it, he could only wait to be captured.

"It's the patriarch here!" Not far away, Moro Jian, who was holding a piece of ice floe, said lightly.

The patriarch of the Bloody Night? His own mother, Moromo Dance?

Ling Xiu was extremely shocked, he had never thought that he would meet his biological mother in such a situation, and he had an unreal feeling that he was actually going to see his mother, which was undoubtedly a devastating shock to his nearly twenty-seven years of orphan life.

"Hum~"

The huge saucer-shaped aircraft let out a humming sound, and the bottom was full of light, dazzling, like a white hole full of infinite light, and one after another figures appeared from this white hole, floating in the air like a god. Then the white light slowly faded, and the dazzling sensation disappeared, and the scene in the air was clearly visible.

Under the saucer-shaped flying machine that exuded a great majesty, there were at least two hundred Blood Night Clans wearing golden armor, and they were suspended in the air with their own strength, like gods of war.

One of them was a woman in white armor, about forty or fifty years old, and the wind and frost of the years did not seem to have left much mark on her face, but added a graceful and elegant charm to her, and the oblique bangs were just right across her eyelids.

The facial features are exquisite, the skin is fair and moving, just like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl with a ruddy luster!

"Damn, that shouldn't be Lao Ling's own mother, it's too beautiful, no wonder it can give birth to Lao Ling, an overly handsome pervert." With Shu Yao's healing, Zhang Yifei now has the strength to speak, and the white figure in the sky is like a goddess descending to earth, which completely amazes him.

Even Shu Yao couldn't help but murmur: "It's so beautiful!" ”

"Milk ball, does this Blood Night Clan still have the secret of immortality!"

Old Man Feng exclaimed, he really couldn't imagine how a woman in her forties and fifties could be so well maintained, if it weren't for the graceful and luxurious temperament that exuded her whole body, he really wanted to suspect that the white figure in the air was a little girl of eighteen or nineteen.

Although Moro Sword was in the sea, holding a piece of ice floe to keep floating on the water, when he saw the woman in white armor, his eyes were full of respect, needless to say, that woman was the current patriarch of the Blood Night Clan...... Morome Dance!

Moromo's eyes have been searching underneath......

The members of the Bloodnight Clan flew down quickly and rescued the Moro Sword, and at the same time, the huge spaceship turned on a wide range of scanning light, and then it actually broke through the sea, and rescued a seriously injured and drenched man, who was attracted by an invisible force and suspended in the air, blood mixed with sea water dripping from him.

It's the moro-lit that gritted his teeth, moaning and moaning in pain!

Hiss~

Zhang Yifei and Old Man Feng gasped, Ling Xiu also couldn't believe it, after receiving his strongest blood burn, Mo Luo Liyan was still alive and not wiped out, and he only broke an arm, such a result was difficult to accept.

"Damn it...... Small...... Little brute ......"

Mo Luo Liyan's gaze fell on Ling Xiu fiercely, and after scolding hoarsely, he could no longer support the serious injury and passed out.

Following his gaze, Mo Luo Mo Wu finally looked at Ling Xiu, and their eyes met in the air.

Perhaps because of the connection between mother and son, and the connection of blood, Ling Xiu had mixed feelings, indescribable nervousness and excitement, the kind of connection that was deep in his soul, made him overwhelmed, just like an actor who had stage fright after going on stage, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably because of his excited emotions.

Mo Luo Mo Wu saw Ling Xiu's face clearly, the whole person was stunned for a moment, she took off the helmet, and her long purple hair fell down like a waterfall, she looked at Ling Xiu carefully, and after a few seconds, her heart was shocked, and the helmet in her hand fell off, falling into the sea, splashing a wave.

In the next second, she flew down from the air desperately and came to Ling Xiu's approach.

Ling Xiu's heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest, since he was a child, how many white eyes he had endured, how many times he had been called wild, how many times, there was a mother and no father, and at this moment, his mother, his biological mother was standing in front of him, within reach, as unreal as a dream, he was really afraid that this was just a dream, and he would wake up at any time and pull him back to the cruel reality.

"Like, too much like him!" Tears welled up in Moroma's eyes, and her eyes were full of motherhood.

"Like whom?" Ling Xiu tried to calm himself down and asked.

"Your father, Yuwen Xiaotian!"

Mo Luo Mo Wu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, grabbed Ling Xiu's arm tightly with both hands, and said excitedly, "Child, I'm ...... I am your mother! ”

"You...... Is it my mother? ”

Ling Xiu muttered in a daze, his brain was no longer thinking, he only looked at the face in front of him seriously, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply in his brain.

Mo Luo Mo Wu hugged her into his arms and cried out in a broken voice: "Child, my poor child, I thought I would never see you again in my life!" ”

The tears of sorrow and joy fell like rain, and she cried into a tearful person.

How many times did Ling Xiu think about being furious after seeing his biological parents, and fiercely questioned why they left him, but when this moment came, all the grievances and resentments did not exist, under this strong maternal love, everything seemed insignificant, everything was not important, the important thing was that he found his mother.

Two traces of warmth slipped from the corners of his eyes, he blinked, and suddenly his vision became blurred, he was stunned for a while, he couldn't believe that he had stopped crying since he was sensible. He closed his eyes, a smile on his brow, and at this moment, he let go of everything and lay quietly in his mother's arms like a child.

"Damn, I'm really happy for Lao Ling, Shu Yao MM, do you think this picture is touching? Shu Yao MM? ”

Zhang Yifei was very happy, asked Shu Yao and didn't reply to him, turned his head, and found that Shu Yao was already in tears, needless to say, this was absolutely moving.

"Milk ball, if you find Mama, then you will be able to find Baba soon next time, this boy's wish will finally come true." The old man said with emotion.

After sighing, he found that Jiang Haojun was looking at him in a complicated way, looked around, and then withdrew his gaze, and found that Jiang Haojun was still looking at him without blinking, and he felt furious in his heart.

The old man glared and asked, "Milk ball, what do you see?" ”

"Old money fan, if Brother Xiu knew your name like 'Ma Ma Baba', do you think he would cut you with a knife?" Jiang Haojun said with a meaningful smile.

"I~! @#¥%......" The old man blew his beard and glared.

(End of chapter)