Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 573 Rare Treasures

Mu Wushuang did not know the conversation between Uncle Huang and Lao Jinlong.

Because the uncle said that he would plant her full of flowers on the other side, she was in a good mood.

Xiao Xuanxi felt her mother's mood and smiled.

"Mother, what happened? You are so happy."

Xiao Xuanxi asked while eating.

Mu Wushuang took out a Manzhu Shahua out of thin air.

"Wow! What a beautiful flower!"

To Mu Wushuang's surprise, his son actually likes this flower so much.

"Mother, what kind of flower is this?"

Xiao Xuanxi took the flower in his hand and looked left and right.

"This flower has a very nice name, it's called Manzhu Shahua."

Mu Wushuang patiently told his son the origin of the flower name Manzhu Shahua.

The little guy listened with gusto.

"But it seems that this flower doesn't have such a magical effect. Why don't I remember the past life?"

Xiao Xuanxi commented.

Just now, my mother said that Manzhu Shahua is also called the other side flower. It is a flower that blooms on Huangquan Road, which can remind people of his previous life.

Mu Wushuang smiled and said:

"It's just a legend. It's impossible to really have such an effect. Isn't it possible that everyone can recall their previous lives when they see it."

"This statement is bad. It's not that the rumors are wrong, but only the Manzhu Shahua opened on Huangquan Road and nourished by the water of the Nether River has such an effect. The Manzhu Shahua opened in other places has no such effect."

Old Jinlong walked over and said.

"But the underworld has long disappeared. There have been supreme experts who have visited the underworld before. It is said that the Nether River has dried up, and there is not a single ghost."

He talked about the former Xinmi.

Mu Wushuang suddenly said: "But we have seen Yin soldiers crossing the border before, right in front of the underground river."

Old Jinlong said, "It's impossible. The underworld has disappeared, so how can there still be ghost soldiers?"

Long Moshen said in a low voice:

"Is it possible that the ghost soldiers who have not had time to withdraw before are wandering in the world."

Old Jinlong nodded and said it was possible.

After all, no one knows what happened that year.

Xiaoxuanxi couldn't understand what they were talking about. Playing with the other side flower in his hand, he looked around and said:

"By the way, why didn't I see my uncle? Where did my uncle go?"

"Your uncle is watching Sword Intent below, do you want to take a look after you finish your meal?"

Mu Wushuang said with his son.

Xiao Xuanxi nodded.

My uncle is very good and so diligent, he also has to learn.

When he grows up, he wants to protect his mother.

Daddy doesn't need his protection, Daddy will only steal his mother from him.

After his son finished eating, Mu Wushuang prepared to take him down to observe Jianyi.

Uncle Huang held her back and didn't let her go, and asked Lao Jinlong to take his son there.

"Shuang'er, let's talk and let the senior take him there."

Lao Jinlong smiled and took Xiao Xuanxi down.

Mu Wushuang thought that Uncle Huang wanted to say something to him, but in the end, he discussed with her about where to go for the honeymoon, and said that it was only the two of them, not to bring their son.

Mu Wushuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't understand why Uncle Huang was so obsessed with the world of two.

Facing the domineering uncle, she smiled and nodded:

"You can go anywhere, as long as you are with Uncle Huang, um, just the two of us."

Long Mo smiled deeply and took her into his arms.

With a handsome face like a god, a pair of deep eyes with deep domineering and possessiveness.

Shuang'er, I won't let you leave me.

never.

Mu Wushuang found that today's uncle had a lot of words, as if there were endless things to say.

Such an uncle made her feel very interesting.

Because he talks very little.

But no matter what his personality is, he is the man he loves the most.

It was already late at night after speaking.

Lao Jinlong had already sent a voice transmission over and told them that Xiao Xuanxi was practicing his sword below.

My son is very talented in kendo, but after all, he is young and lacks mental power, and in kendo, mental power is very important.

This time, the fierce sword intent in the mysterious realm of the Protoss. It is a very ancient tyrannical sword intent, powerful, simple, and can benefit endlessly.

So they let their son practice swords in it, and they were relieved to have the old golden dragon and the beautiful younger brother there.

Mu Wushuang originally wanted to go down and have a look, but the uncle had already pulled her to the couch and insisted on going to the clouds and rain with her.

In the past, he was very gentle, but this time, she felt the domineering and wildness of the uncle, as well as the deep possessiveness.

It was as if he didn't want to let go of himself for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Wushuang felt that his waist could not straighten up anymore.

Long Moshen stopped suddenly, rested his head on her neck, sniffed the breath on her body, and gradually calmed down.

"Shuang'er, promise me, don't leave me."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a little distressed, she said gently:

"Uncle Silly, how could I leave you? Have you forgotten what I said to you? If you don't leave, I will never give up."

As long as you don't leave me, I'll never leave you.

We will also raise our precious son together and watch him soar like an eagle, soaring for nine days.

She didn't understand where Uncle Huang's anxiety came from, but she wouldn't let him continue to feel insecure.

In the past, he gave more affection, but now, let her give more to give him a sense of security.

"Uncle, I want to say something to you, bring your ears close."

Long Moshen hugged her tightly, and when he heard the words, he put his ear to her lips.

He only felt a sharp tongue touch his auricle, causing his whole body to run like an electric current, and her soft voice said in his ear:

"I love you, Uncle Huang, if you have to add a deadline, I hope it's 10,000 years~"

"I love you too, Shuang'er! Eternal life!" Long Moshen's voice was even more hoarse, and there was a vortex in his eyes that was about to swallow her.

The possessiveness that had just been extinguished ignited like a blazing fire.

...

When I received the voice transmission from the old golden dragon, it was already noon on the second day.

Old Jinlong said that there was movement in the mysterious realm of the Protoss, maybe the baby of the Protoss was about to come out!

Mu Wushuang squeezed the emperor lightly, gave him a coquettish look, and told him to quickly roll off his body.

Long Mo deeply held her and didn't move, kissed her eyes, nose, and mouth before letting go of her, dressing her and shoes in person, with gentle movements, as if caring for rare treasures.

The smile on Mu Wushuang's face swayed unconsciously. She must have accumulated several lifetimes of blessings to meet such a good man as Uncle Huang.

When the two of them dawdled to the bottom of the lake, Lao Jinlong hugged Xiao Xuanxi, and together with Mu Yuheng, was quickly retreating from the mysterious realm of the Protoss.

A powerful and ancient aura is waving, and the water deep in the lake is shaking violently!

At this moment, an extremely small body came out from the entrance!