Doomsday Sanctuary

In the Jialanxing No. 1 Manor, a group of people were gathered in front of a bed, and a little boy was lying on the bed.

This little boy is no one else, but Yanger.

Yang'er closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was trembling, as if she had just come from fear or pain, her whole body was wet with sweat, and there were bright beads of sweat on her forehead.

The people around, including Di Ping, De Feiya, Feng Guwu, Mu Ling, Jima and others, were looking at Yang'er with nervous eyes.

Huh!

Suddenly, a loud noise came out from Yang'er's mouth. The next moment, Yang'er's eyelids jittered, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed heavy again, and he opened them several times before slowly opening them.

"Yang'er is awake!"

Mu Ling let out a clear cry of joy.

"Woke up, finally awake!"

The faces of everyone also showed joy, and each one said in ecstasy.

Yang'er finally opened his eyes completely, and he had already seen the people in front of the bed. His eyes found De Feiya, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted weakly:

"mom!"

"Yanger!"

De Feiya had already burst into tears, she kept covering her mouth and holding her tightly. At this time, she could no longer hold on to her mother, and she rushed to her to hold Yang'er tightly in her arms.

"Fiya, don't get excited to let me have a look!"

At this time, Di Ping suppressed his excitement and grabbed Yang'er's small hand and said in a deep voice.

When she heard the words, De Feiya hurriedly stopped her voice and hugged Yang'er in her arms, looking at Di Ping anxiously and nervously. At this time, the ice fairy was no different than an ordinary mother, anxious and frightened.

Di Ping Zhenyuan and Divine Soul both entered Yang'er's body, and looked around in his body, and found that the formation pattern in the bloodline was indeed gone. The bloodline returned to the blood of ice and flame, but the blood of ice was obvious. It is already stronger than the fire bloodline.

From balancing the two bloodlines, it has become a form of fighting the ice bloodlines, but this is not a problem, as long as Yang'er reaches a certain age, the situation can be quickly changed by practicing the corresponding exercises.

Moreover, Di Ping discovered that after several years of training in the method of blood separation, Yang'er's meridians were wide and tenacious, and his roots had become strong. He was definitely a cultivator. You must know that he is not now. To six years old.

At this time, Di Ping remembered the words of the Ice Emperor. Since Yang'er has persisted for so many years, he can stick to it. As long as he reaches twelve years old, once successful, Yang'er will surely soar into the sky, and his talent will go straight to the sky.

Di Ping sneered, is he lack of potency enhancing potions?

Even though Yang'er is a waste physique, he is confident that he will be cultivated into an amazing genius.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Di Ping put Yang'er's hand down and looked at De Fei Ya Wen.

"Ok!"

De Feiya nodded in tears, holding Yang'er, her face smiled, but the tears were still falling.

Gima was also full of water at this time, and Yang'er finally didn't have to suffer from the torment of once every five days.

She looked back at the ice emperor standing outside the crowd, like an isolated ice emperor. Her eyes were complicated. At this time, the ice emperor had no expression on her face, her face was gray, and she stood in the room without saying a word. She was extremely depressed. complex.

"I knew why it was in the first place today. It would be fine if you had solved it earlier, and how could it have fallen so far!"

At this moment, Feng Guwu retreated from the crowd and stood beside the ice emperor side by side with her, with a full smile on his face and a calm expression on his face.

The Binghuang body trembled, her face instantly pale, and her chest kept rising and falling violently. She looked at Feng Guwu and said coldly:

"Feng Guwu, you are less gloating, and you are better than me to be a slave to others. You seem to be very happy, you are born low!"

Gee........

Feng Guwu didn't care about the ice emperor's irony at all, she smiled and said:

"My minion is never good anymore. It is better than some people who are treated as beasts and controlled by animal control rings!"

"you!"

The Ice Emperor glared at Feng Guwu with sharp eyes, as if he was about to do something, but Feng Guwu was very chested, looking at her provocatively, as if to provoke her.

The Ice Emperor stopped suddenly, her chest rising and falling, and the blue veins were seen on her forehead as white as Yuyu. She seemed to be extremely angry, but soon she calmed down again, her breath became cold without looking at Feng Guwu. .

"Really tolerable, more tolerable than Wannian Xuangui Beast!"

Feng Guwu looked at Ice Emperor Dao with a sneer.

However, the Ice Emperor seemed to have instantly become an old monk, without saying a word, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.