Although moved by Zhuang Mingge's words, Mrs. Misfa seemed unable to completely believe that Zhuang Mingge was Yi. Barrett, and the final result was only one.

Protection spell.

Although she didn't believe Zhuang Mingge's words, she herself put away the dagger.

"The protection spell is a spell I cast to protect my children. The protection spell is my name. Because I want to protect my children, I use this name. This is the secret between me and Yi."

Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized.

In the final analysis, it is a little secret between mother and son, but Zhuang Mingge will not underestimate this little secret at all.

Sometimes many things fail because of some details, and these details are often a sentence, a doll, a gesture, or something.

The correct name for the protection mantra should be - the Twelve Star Mantra of the Gods.

Not inferior to the Barrett family, only Madam Misfa knew about the wonderful magic. The most peculiar ability of this spell is to convey the protected wish to the person who issued the protection spell when this person is dying.

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In other words, when Yi Barrett dies, his last thought will span thousands of mountains and rivers and answer the side of his mother.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what the reason is, the real Yi. Barrett’s soul dissipated, but his body was taken over by Zhuang Mingge. The Twelve Stars of the God-Reigning God seems to be able to play its fundamental role.

Or Zhuang Mingge was used to it and came back to life after death, which led to the failure of the twelve star curse of the gods.

Under the reversal of life and death, this magical spell will be completely scrapped.

No matter what, Mrs. Misfa could not regard Zhuang Mingge as her son. Although she believed Zhuang Mingge's words, her attitude towards him was very subtle.

Even Zhuang Mingge stared at his son's face.

This undoubtedly made Zhuang Mingge feel relieved, and he felt that this feeling of being close and separated is the best.

At least there is no need to worry about being exposed.

So, Zhuang Mingge called the other party Mrs. Misifa, but the sister did not object. "I listen to my sister, you seem to have a strange disease." Although the other party did not admit that Zhuang Mingge was her son, Zhuang Mingge admitted that Cialis

I am my sister. "Please take care of myself. If you have the chance, I am willing to help you find out the cause of the strange disease."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Barrett."

Reciting the courtesy. Mrs. Misfa, who did not admit that the other party was his son, treated Zhuang Mingge with the polite title of Mr. Barrett, "I know very well about my illness, and there is no need to force Mr. Barrett."

At this moment, the double doors of the room were suddenly pushed open, and Cialis Barrett, dressed like a celebrity attending a dance party, with gorgeous jewelry, like from a dance party

The focus suddenly attracted the attention of Zhuang Mingge and Mrs. Misfa.

"How are you doing, Mrs. Misfa. What does it feel like to meet her mother, brother."

"Forehead……"

Zhuang Mingge smiled bitterly, and this look fell on Cialil's gaze, which made her frown, "Mrs. Misfa. It seems that your contact between you seems not going well, because my brother has all the memories.

Is it because they are sacrificed to the devil?"

Cialil is not the daughter of Mrs. Misfa, and she and Zhuang Mingge are just cousins. The relationship between Mrs. Misfa and Cialil cannot be said to be close. It can be seen from the name between them that God knows why.

Cialis is so sticky and easy to barrett.

Zhuang Mingge was also puzzled by this. However, at this moment he still left this question behind and said aside the subtle relationship between the two people in concise language.

"So that's it. Simply put, brother, you cannot regard Lady Misfire as your mother because of memory. Lady Misfire cannot determine that the man in front of you is his child because of the twelve star mantra of the gods.

, Am I right? Two of you?"

Zhuang Mingge and Mrs. Misfa nodded at the same time, probably Zhuang Mingge had to add another sentence in his heart, which would be the best. But things obviously would not change because of his thoughts.

Even lucky puppets don't have that much power.

"That's stupid."

Regarding the two people's entanglement, Cialille gave her own ideas without hesitation, as always, as if the two were really entangled for the reason of stupidity.

"One of you has forgotten the mother-son relationship between you because of the so-called memory and the other because of stupid magic. In my opinion, it is extremely stupid, and there is nothing more stupid than this kind of thing.

, stupid, so stupid!"

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but smile bitterly because of Cialil's words.

Cialil said seriously: "You are mother and son, and no one in the world is closer than you. Mrs. Misfa, because of a magic, I deny that the person in front of you is your child, even if he doesn't.

Remember you, but your mother is simply too out of place. Hold his hand, put aside all your worries, put aside that stupid magic, let your mind, your body, and your feelings tell you, the man in front of you

Is it the treasure you gave birth to ten months of pregnancy?"

Although Zhuang Mingge felt that what he said was too numb, it did not prevent him from reaching out his hand and holding it with Mrs. Misfa's hand.

In a trance, he seemed to feel Mrs. Misfa's rapidly beating heart, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, like a wonderful music, expectation, luxury, surprise... and so on.

It gradually spread to Zhuang Mingge's heart.

There was a very strange intuition that suddenly exploded in Zhuang Mingge's mind.

This feeling tells him that there is no need to doubt that his body is born from the body of the person in front of him.

Zhuang Mingge suddenly remembered that he had read one of the twelve achievements of alchemy in the Gate of Unfalling. When bloodline evolved, there was a very interesting content.

Bloodline is one of the most magical things in the world. No matter what life is, there is a saying that bloodline is.

They can be inherited, inherited, lost, but cannot be erased. Since the moment they were born, they have left their mark on this world. No matter how they evolve, degenerate, the connection and resonance between bloodlines will be

It happens, it will not be cut off.

The owner of the body that Zhuang Mingge is now using is Yi Barrett, who is truly born from the body of the royal sister in front of her. She was born from her hard-working pregnancy for ten months, and was a piece of meat that fell from her body.

Suddenly, Zhuang Mingge was hugged tightly in his arms.

The beautiful lady hugged Zhuang Mingge's body tightly, as if she wanted to incorporate him into her body.

"Welcome back, my easy."

It seemed that the other party had admitted his identity, and Zhuang Mingge breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"I'm back, mother!"

In the next time, Cialil handed over to the mother and son and left the room alone. Thanks to Cialil, at least the next time we get along without the subtle atmosphere just now.

Determined that Zhuang Mingge was his child, the Virgin Misi Method became quite enthusiastic.

He touched Zhuang Mingge's face for a while and touched Zhuang Mingge's hair for a while. In the end, he pressed Zhuang Mingge's head to his chest desperately, and almost successfully murdered Zhuang Mingge with his chest.

"You look very similar to your father."

Because Zhuang Mingge sacrificed his memories, the following conversations always revolved around Yi Barrett's interesting stories when he was a child.

For example, when Yi was three years old, he liked to sleep with honey-like breasts, wet the bed at the age of five, and when he was eight, he had a new bad habit. He liked to play with his mother's long hair and not grasp her long hair.

If you have a hair, you won't fall asleep.

Zhuang Mingge just listened quietly, and when he was interesting, he started to laugh together, but suddenly he was caught off guard by a sentence from Misi Phra.

Very similar to my father, what I am now?

In Zhuang Mingge's impression, he had forgotten what his biological parents looked like, because they died too early, and Zhuang Mingge has been dependent on his grandfather and Chu Qingsi for life.

I didn't expect that someone would say that he was similar to his father in this body.

Zhuang Mingge was immediately amazed and crying.

He didn't want to be similar to a stranger he didn't know, even if the stranger was the father of this body, so he kept silent.

"Even if I lose my memory, do I subconsciously don't want to talk about this topic?"

Who knew that the sigh of Misifa Yujie gave Zhuang Mingge a feeling of being wronged.

"Your father is a good person, please don't blame him."

Zhuang Mingge didn't speak, thinking that I didn't know him, so why should I blame him?

But his appearance fell into the eyes of Misifa Yujie, but he thought that Zhuang Mingge, who had lost his memory, did not forgive his father, so he sighed again.

"Yi..." She looked at her son seriously.

"Yes." Zhuang Mingge lowered his head and replied.

"You once said that you will marry me when you grow up, do you still remember?"

Ah, has the former owner of this body even said such amazing things?

However, Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized that marrying his own mother is like some ignorant little girls saying that they will marry their father when they grow up.

"You said that if I promise to marry you, I will give up my resentment towards my father..."

Zhuang Mingge was stunned. Things seemed to have suddenly developed from a very strange direction. Misifa Yujie, are you going to go against the will of heaven? You can also say such a bold one.

What exactly is this development going on...it's even more unacceptable than shameful play.

"Now, my mother promised to marry you, so, give up your resentment towards her father, okay?"

Zhuang Mingge finally became speechless. He was silent for a long time before asking:

"Are you swollen, sir, mother?"!~!
Chapter completed!