Chapter 769: Can you call me a sound mother?

The seven hundred and sixtieth chapter can call me a sound mother?
This woman is definitely a natural stunner, with fatal temptation exuding everywhere on her body. However, what surprised Ling Yuyao was that this woman's eyes were very dim, as if her heart had died, and the powerlessness in her eyes was as if her soul had been emptied.
But when Ling Yuyao paid attention to Mu Lingyun, the old palace lord was already a little surprised and said: "Ling palace lord, your immortal body has entered another level?"
Ling Yuyao did not speak.
But that arrogant expression has said everything.
Seeing this scene, the old palace master's heart suddenly seemed to set off a stormy sea. It deserves to be the most perfect immortal inheritor in the history of Guanghan Palace. The speed of this kind of cultivation is simply unheard of, and it is horrible!
"If the old palace lord has nothing to do, this palace lord will retire first." Ling Yuyao said softly, pulling Bo'er beside her, and said: "Boer, let's go."
"Okay!" Boer's milky voice responded: "Mother, Boer wants to eat candied haws!"
"it is good."
Ling Yuyao nodded.
The conversation between the two immediately attracted Mu Lingyun's attention, and the other's body shook slightly, and then raised his head. When she saw Bao'er's immature face, tears burst into her eyes, and excitement appeared on her beautiful face.
"Child...my child..."
Mu Lingyun trembled with excitement.
"Huh?" Ling Yuyao turned her head and glanced at Mu Lingyun curiously.
Bao'er tilted her head and looked at this big sister curiously.
"Ling Yun, what's the matter with you?" The disciple of Tianhuo Palace on the side was a little surprised.
However, without waiting for them to ask more, Mu Lingyun suddenly rushed out, hugged Bao'er beside Ling Yuyao, and said excitedly: "Child, my dear boy! It's so hard for my mother to find you! You go home with your mother... child, you are my child!"
Mu Lingyun seemed to have lost her mind and was mad, holding Bao'er tightly, as if to melt the other party in her arms.
"Uh..." Bo'er was so embarrassed that her cheeks flushed: "Sister, you hold me so tight, Bo'er is almost out of breath..."
Ling Yuyao on the side frowned, raised her right hand, and a cold wind whistled directly, shaking Mu Lingyun back a few steps.
"Are you crazy?" Ling Yuyao frowned and said, "This is not your child!"
"This is my child!" Mu Lingyun was so excited that her voice was trembling, and she rushed towards Ling Yuyao frantically: "This is my child! Why did you take my child! Kill you! I want to kill about you!"
Mu Lingyun was full of murderous intent.
A powerful breath swept out of her body.
Along with it, there were bursts of scorching air waves, as if even the entire imperial city would be melted by this high temperature.
"The fairy body inheritance!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao exclaimed, for the first time there was a slight change on that calm face.
"It is indeed the inheritance of the fairy..."
"Unexpectedly, Heavenly Fire Palace has also found the heir of the fairy body."
"But why is this fairy body a little weird?"
There was a burst of murmurs around.
Seeing Mu Lingyun who was suddenly mad, Bao'er was a little frightened, and shrank behind Ling Yuyao, her face filled with panic.
But she still had the courage to say: "Big sister, you are not my mother!"
boom!
Hearing this, Mu Lingyun was shocked.
The violence in his eyes quickly dissipated.
She seemed to be irritated by this sentence, and said blankly: "You...what are you talking about? I am your mother?"
"You are not my mother!" Baoer said stubbornly, and then pulled Ling Yuyao's little hand, and said seriously: "This is Baoer's mother! You are not my mother!"
Hearing this, Mu Lingyun's legs softened.
He fell directly to the ground, and his beautiful face was full of sadness.
Tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"Ling Yun." The old palace lord came out with a gloomy face and said: "Ling Yun, you are already tired, this is not your child, go back!"
"child……"
As if she hadn't heard Mu Lingyun, she covered her face with her hands, tears running down her fingers, ticking down to the ground: "Child, my child... Why do you want to separate me and the child, why..."
Mu Lingyun cried with pears and rain, her sad look made everyone around her feel uncomfortable.
Bao'er raised her head, glanced at Ling Yuyao, and said, "Mother, can I go see that big sister?"
"Why?" Ling Yuyao asked calmly.
"Because she seems very sad, the big sister must have lost her child, so she mistaken Bao'er for her child!" Bao'er said gruffly.
Hearing this, Ling Yuyao was taken aback for a moment, and her cold face softened, "Go, don't delay too long."
"it is good!"
Bao'er responded and ran towards Mu Lingyun.
She raised her tender little hand and gently pressed it on Mu Lingyun's head.
"Sister, don't cry~ don't cry~" Baoer said milkily.
Mu Lingyun raised her head and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Bao'er smiled and said, "Bo'er is comforting you! This is useful. Every time Bo'er cries, mother just touches my head and Bao'er stops crying immediately!"
Hearing this, Mu Lingyun's heart seemed to tremble.
It seemed that something soft was touched.
"Big sister, you must have lost your child, that's why you are so sad, right?" Bo'er raised her little head and said seriously: "You feel like this, Bo'er can understand it! If Boer gets lost If you don’t, my mother will be very sad too!"
Seeing Bo'er's cute appearance, everyone's hearts were almost melted.
Especially the solemn way of comforting Mu Lingyun, even the people in Tianhuo Palace couldn't help but love it.
"Thank you." Mu Lingyun wiped away her tears. In return, she gently touched Bo'er's head: "Boer, thank you for comforting sister."
"You're welcome!"
Bao'er grinned, opened her little hand, and dropped one end into Mu Lingyun's arms, and said: "Big sister, don't be sad, your child will definitely come back! If you are sad, Bao'er will do it today How is your daughter once?"
Hearing this, Mu Lingyun burst into tears with excitement, and her voice trembled: "Then... Then can you call me a mother?"
"Hmm! Mother!"
Bo'er nodded heavily, looked at Mu Lingyun, and spit out a word with milky voice.
A word, like ten thousand accents, keeps trembling the heartstrings of Mu Lingyun. She stretched out her hand and hugged Bao'er tightly in her arms, tearing down her voice: "Good boy! Mother is here!"
Bao'er grinned and reached out to wipe Mu Lingyun's tears: "Okay, mother, don't cry~ My mother said, adults will be ashamed to cry!"