Chapter 427: Unblock, awaken!

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The room of the Ducheng Inn.
Duanmu looked forward to the coldness and coldness of the bed, and the Xuanyuan ink next to him looked at the two small quiet sleeps.
I don’t know how long it took, the chills slowly opened their eyes, "Mother..."
"Hey." Seeing the chills woke up, Duanmu immediately picked him up and kissed his little face. "How? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Han Yan sneaked at the black-faced Xuanyuan ink and shook his little head. "I'm fine, Xiao Si is fine."
The voice of the cold has just fallen, and I am awake when I am cold.
"Mothers..." The pure purple scorpion is like a lost lamb.
Looking at the innocent little face, Duanmu’s nose was sour and almost fell into tears.
Hey, you finally woke up.

The cold lips smacked a warm smile and reached for the face of Duanmu.
The warm and moist touch made a layer of water mist in the eyes of the cool eyes.
Really a mother, she is not dreaming.
Looking at the tears in the eyes of the cool eyes, Duanmu's distressed heart will be broken.
I cuddled with enthusiasm and sighed gently on her little face. "I don't want to be afraid, it's okay, nothing."
"Mother kiss..." Liang Yan tightly licked the neck of Duanmu, and spoke softly.
Looking at the mother and the daughter, they embraced each other and silently shed tears. The father and the son looked at each other and they were all distressed.
The chills woke up, and the heart of everyone was finally put down.
"Small four children finally woke up, you will not wake up again, you must be anxious to die." Jun no evil went to the bed, smiling at the cold.
Hearing the words, the chills turned to look at Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, and the pure purple sable flashed a touch of twilight.
Looking at the blame expression on the face of Liang Yan, Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu are both distressed.
Xuanyuan ink smashed the cold and cold, and Duanmu smashed it.
Self-knowledge, the innocent heart touched his nose and shifted the subject. "The color of the little four is really good, and the blood inflammation is a bit of a skill."
The cool lips are slightly raised, and they don’t answer, as if they have returned to the quietest little four before.
The days are just a day of rest and recovery.
After half a month, Liang Yan finally recovered his health, and blood inflammation also restored his soul.
"Shantou, your two little dolls are good, good looks, interesting characters, and good qualifications."
Blood inflammation looked at the coolness and coldness in the yard, and it was very envious.
Duanmu squatted his mouth and secretly watched the blood.
Looking at Duanmu's burglar-proof gaze, eyes twitched. "Don't think too much, I just want to accept them as a disciple and inherit my clothes."
Duanmu Emei, and Xuanyuan ink look at each other.
Things are a good thing, just...
"The children's things still have to be their own."
"I am willing." A firm, tender voice came and made everyone stunned.
Duanmu’s face was amazed.
Hey, are you really willing?

Han Yan firmly nodded and turned to look at blood inflammation seriously. "I am willing to worship you as a teacher."
Liang Yan also came over and looked at the road. "Thank you for saving me. I also intended to worship you as a teacher."
Looking at two sincere little faces, nodded with satisfaction.
He is not mistaken, they will definitely stand at the top of the world in the future.
"I heard that there are two dolls in your home, it is better to be together..." The blood turned to the end of the raft, and the light was bright.
Duanmu has a black line, this guy is really not greedy. "This, you have to go back and ask them."
"They will agree." Blood Yan raised his eyebrows proudly, and the confident appearance was quite flat.
"The teacher's ceremony is temporarily exempted, waiting for the return to the sky, you four to worship together, but this master can be called first." Blood Yan said looking forward to look at the cold and cool.
The cold and the cold eyes looked at each other and respectfully squatted on one knee. "You can see Master."
"I have said that the teacher ceremony is temporarily exempted, how is it still smashed?" Blood Yan said, while distressedly transporting Xuanqi, holding up the cold and cool.

Congratulations!
The crowds congratulated each other.
"Cough..." Blood inflammation coughs happily and looks at the cold sigh. "Since the health of Xiaosier is good, then I have to find a way to go to the Imperial Palace to awaken the blood of the Emperor."
Although the blood of the Emperor is not very good, it is still possible for them to protect themselves at an early age.
Go to the Imperial Palace?
Everyone is frowning.
"The guy was rescued by the ghost... It is estimated that he is hiding in the Imperial Palace now." Jun's brows were wrinkled and his face was dignified.
Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink are also serious, they are not afraid of obscurity, just just like a child, but also to go to the magic cave, how can they rest assured.
"You don't have to go to the Imperial Palace."
Everyone looked at the cold and puzzled.
The chilly cocoon looked at the jade gourd between the eyes and his eyes. "Not yet."
With the cold and cold call, a virtual shadow floated out of the jade gourd.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the old man in white, everyone was stunned.
"He is?" Jun no evil looked curiously at the old man in white.
He did not answer the words, and looked at the old man in white.
"Cough..." The old man in white whispered and raised his head. "I am the ancestors of the Mohist family, and the ancestors of this little one."
It’s a ghost...
Jun innocent swallowed swallowing water and hit the Xuanyuan ink around him. "Your ancestors."
Xuanyuan ink looked at the white old man's light flashing.
The old man in white turned to Xuanyuan ink, looking at the familiar face, the old man in white was excited and immediately floated in front of Xuanyuan ink. "You are, ink?"
Xuanyuan ink smashed his eyebrows, "I am ink."
Ink?
The old man in white frowned, and a flash of stunned light, "Are you a child of ink?"
Xuanyuan ink frowned, and the amber scorpion flashed lightly.
Ink? Is it the father's name?
"The blood of your is actually sealed?" The old man in white suddenly looked at Xuanyuan ink with a shocked look.
What has happened in these hundreds of thousands of years?
Xuanyuan ink flashed lightly, "is a mother."
"Taro?" The shock on the face of the old man in white is even worse.
Frowning and looking at Xuanyuan ink for a long while, the old man in white looked serious, "Come with me."
The old man in white said that he had drifted into a room. Xuanyuan Mo was thinking about it for a while and then followed.
The crowd stood outside the room and waited anxiously.
"Ah..." After an hour, there was a painful low-pitched voice in the room.
Duanmu’s heart was tight, and his hands unconsciously squeezed his clothes.
After the low noise, a dazzling golden light rushed straight from the room to the sky.
The powerful pressure shocked everyone present, and the apex trembled.
Strong power...
Blood inflammation blinked, and a glimmer of interest in the sputum.
No wonder those kids are so good, the roots are here!
It’s hard to get hooked on the lips, it seems that the seal is lifted, and the old man is not worth nothing.
There was also a touch of excitement in Duanmu.
After so many years, there is no longer anything that binds him.
After unblocking the blood of the Emperor of Xuanyuan Mo, the old man in white waking up the blood of the Emperor for the cold.
Looking at the cool and cold, the old man in white sat patted the shoulders of Xuanyuan ink with satisfaction. "Your boy is good, and all of us let us have two more treasures."
The old man in white looked at the coolness and coldness of the powdered jade, which was very joyful.
"Before you, your grandfather, you are too grandfather, your wife is too grandfather... they are all single-handed..."
"Four." The sudden cold voice interrupted the chatter of the old man in white.
"Ah?" The old man in white looked at Xuanyuanmo in a stupid way.
"We have four, and there is a brother and a sister, we are quadruplets." Looking at the white man's stupid look, cool and kind explanation.
"Four..." The old man in white was so excited that he couldn’t help himself.
Look at the cool and cold, and look at Xuanyuan Mo, and finally look at the Duanmu, "Hey, you, you, you are the biggest hero of our Mohist."
The blood of the gods has always been single-passed. This is the blood of so many gods. How can he make him unhappy and not excited?
Duanmu's pretty face squinted at Xuanyuan ink, and the four credits were hers, obviously Akashi.
I noticed the shameful look of Duanmu, and Xuanyuan inked a smile on his eyes.
"No, no, no, I have to record it with jade."
After the white man hurriedly turned two laps on the ground, he slammed into the jade gourd at the waist.
Duanmu is full of black lines, and Xuanyuan Mo is a smile, and he feels very good.
......
Evil spirits.
On the copper frame in the center of the altar, the white shadow is thin and weak.
The blue enchantment set by Duanmu has disappeared. The evil spirits that were originally dispelled have all covered the virtual shadow at the moment, eroding her little soul.
A figure suddenly appeared on the altar.
Looking at the white illusion that was trapped in the center by the evil spirits, the people came to light, and their hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and the murderous suffocating rushed to the evil spirits in the center of the altar.
Jin Guangyu now, the evil spirits all disappeared in an instant.
It seems to be what I feel, and the gods slowly lifted.
Seeing the familiar and strange face, the suddenly froze.
After a long time, only a low voice was heard.
"Hey..."
The tears in her eyes grew more and more, and gradually, she could not see the face she was thinking about. She squinted her eyes desperately, wanting to see, whether it was true or her illusion.
Xuanyuan ink step by step, difficult to move to the front of God, reach out, gently wipe the tears of her eyes, but she is a drop of tears.
God looked at Xuanyuan Mo with tears in his eyes, "Hey, is it really you?"
"Yes, the child is not filial." Xuanyuan ink slowly bends his knees and falls heavily.
Looking at Xuanyuan Mo, who was kneeling in front of her, God couldn’t help but slide down two lines of tears. "Get up..."
Xuanyuan ink has been slowly rising for a long time. "I will save you from going out and wait for me."
God nodded, her heart was calm at this moment, she was able to see her again, she was satisfied, could not go out, really not so important.
Xuanyuan Mo once again looked at her eyes deeply, and after setting up an enchantment for her, she turned and left.
wait for me……