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That white arm tightly wrapped around Maitreya's waist—the same gray hair color, but the little girl finally got rid of the worries and haggardness of the past few days... She was finally able to act like a normal child in the arms of her mother crying.

Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, Xiao Ziyuan didn't say anything, just hugged Maitreya, sobbing softly.

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Yeah, what's more frightening for a little child than death and the loss of a parent?Abandoned, forgotten, and even having to face the death of her relatives at an ignorant age, Ziyuan spent a period of time that could even be said to be cruel, and during those days, she didn't even have a relative to rely on...

Mother's love is like water.

Maitreya brushed her daughter's hair lightly, and the warmth on her chest made the maiden feel a little more distressed... After all, this is her own flesh and blood. From the first day of her pregnancy in October, there is no form in the blood. The bond of connection has been established, and the fate of this life cannot be severed... For any parent in the world, this is life-they are willing to give everything for their children.

She gently stroked Shion's back, and sang a cappella with her mother's unique healing voice

"Seeing the bird in the cage in the crack, I want to run out all the time. On that dawn night, when the white crane and the tortoise are united, who is facing you behind..."

The maiden's voice was beautiful, and the emptiness and tranquility soon made the sobbing little Shion feel at ease, and fell asleep in her mother's arms...

While still humming the familiar tune softly, while holding the daughter in her arms, the witch also turned her head to the side, listening to Shion's even breath, showing a satisfied smile.

…Before this, Maitreya had never expected such an ending. For this woman, as long as Zi Yuan could live a healthy life, that was her biggest extravagant hope.

——Thinking of this, her eyes turned back to the bedroom not far away... The man lying there is the key to unraveling this deadlock.

Mitreya's mouth curled into a slight smile.

Just like many years ago, the only person who can do such crazy things is probably Qian Shou Zhenyong.

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Zhenyong raised his eyebrows.

...

On a spiritual level, of course...

In reality, not to mention raising eyebrows, his body can still hurt to death even if he takes a breath!

Well... But I can't blame others for this. To put it bluntly, this is completely self-inflicted!

Tear your own energy source from the inside, and use half of it to save people!This kind of practice is simply unheard of, but the situation was urgent at that time, Zhenyong just formulated such a treatment plan based on the mentality of "Anyway, the Yin Dun energy was taken from the sprite, so it should be fine to return it back?" Let's not mention how much this cheating plan caused him to suffer during the implementation, but after he managed to call the witch... well, should he be called his wife now?

...In short, after the treatment is over, the restless Yang Dun energy not only has no intention of treating the brave and disabled body, but is like a literary young man who has lost his mistress. a bear!What a starved wolf who can't get enough!

Really brave the hatred in my heart!

Tell me, how much effort did you put in for this Po Yang Dun physique! ?It turned out that this thing didn't kiss me, but was going to follow the "migrant workers" back home! ?

Do not agree!Resolutely do not agree!

Faced with this situation, Master Zhenyong of course spent a lot of effort, no matter what he had to do, he had to keep this beast!

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nonsense!If you can't stay, you really can only kick your legs!

Then again... In order to treat the witch's injury before, Zhenyong almost exhausted all his strength-it is no exaggeration to say that in such a short period of time, the damage was greater than the [-] rounds of fighting with Uchiha Uchiha back then!At this moment, he is really at the end of his rope, and the only Yang Dun energy in his body that can help him is not in control, Zhenyong almost sighed "my life is over"...

Do your best to wait for the destiny.

It's not the style of the Thousand Hands to just give up the chance of living in vain and wait for death—since the energy in the body is not in control, then they don't rely on these things at all.Holding his breath and concentrating, Zhenyong tried his best to urge the inherent time control... Although without the support of Chakra, the effect of acceleration and deceleration is not as good as before, but he still has the ability to control time, hoping to minimize the dissipation of energy while urging Let your body recreate new energy!

And at this moment, a trace of energy was finally squeezed out from the depths of Zhenyong's body that was already as dry as a river... But almost at the same time, Zhenyong was so startled that he almost jumped up on the spot!

Although he certainly can't do it...

However, it is not unreasonable to make him lose his composure...

At the source of providing energy, new energy is created again, but this time, it is not pure Yang escape energy...

No, no, what I mean by this is not that the quality of Yangdun energy has declined, but that in that group of energy, apart from Yangdun, which Zhenyong is very familiar with, the attribute of the other half of the energy is not unfamiliar to Zhenyong...

Yin escape.

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The two kinds of energies flow naturally in the body, and as time goes on, more and more energies are produced, and the expression of true bravery becomes more exciting!

After painstakingly cultivating for so many years, both he and Orochimaru are craving for the energy balance...

It turned out to be like this! ?

At the same time, a black cloud pattern that no one has ever seen has climbed his eyebrows...