The world of Buddha.

It is no different from the Lotus Platform Water Realm in the Nine Heavens.

The nine-petaled sky lotus in two colors, white and ink black, are intertwined and blooming, making the beautiful scenery like a picture.

The clear and turbid air exists in this Futu Realm, and gathers into the mysterious Tai Chi Yin-Yang shape somewhere, and seems to have a faint tendency to merge...

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the void.

One person has white clothes, and the other person has ink-colored brocade robe.

Among them, the girl in white clothes was more dressed in red than wearing white clothes.

The white clothes are stained with blood, like red plum blossoms blooming.

The face and body were covered with bloodstains scratched by sharp wind blades, which was particularly shocking.

However, the two of them are no longer physical bodies. These scars look serious, but in fact they only need to pinch a magic trick and they can recover as they were before in a blink of an eye.

Even the messy and broken clothes have become what they were like again.

The scars on the surface can be covered, removed, and embellished, but the deception of the ancient gods may never be erased from the hearts of the two.

I didn't expect that the ancient gods had never been as gentle and compassion as they were in memory. Everything was just an illusion disguised by the ancient gods...

Bai Mo took a deep breath, looking at the place where clear and turbid air gathered and merged, but the words in his mouth were softly saying to Mo Xijue beside him:

"I hid Feiluan here back then."

"Fei Luan?"

"...That's our daughter." Bai Mo said, "her name is Feiluan."

Mo Xijue's eyes were filled with a hint of gentleness, his bright lips curled up slightly, and he said softly: "Fei Luan, a nice name."

Bai Mo smiled slightly.

In the past, Bai Linlang used his own strength to seal the entire ancient wilderness and gave up his soul.

However, the child who was still in his stomach was stripped of his mother by Bai Linlang in advance and sent it to the Three Thousand Realms of the Buddha, thus saving his life.

——No mother would let her children die with her.

At that time, Bai Linlang never thought that the ancient god was not as compassion as imagined, and it turned out that the ancient god's goal was her child.

but……

fortunately.

Fortunately, Bai Linlang's unintentional actions saved Feiluan's life.

Bai Mo turned his head gently and said to the young man in an ink-colored robe beside him, "Go and see her."

Mo Xijue was silent and silent, holding her hand, extremely firm.

The two stepped forward.

A huge white and ink black two-color nine-petal lotus bloomed out of the lotus platform, and a sleeping little girl lay quietly on it.

Her body seemed to be shrouded in nine-colored glass light, and a huge mysterious energy that was terrifying was condensed in the sky.

The little girl's eyelashes are slender and thick, and under the delicate white eyelids that are as thin as porcelain, they cast two fan-shaped shadows.

There are two flower buds on the top of the head, wrapped in green square scarf, and a green silk ribbon hangs on both sides.

She looks sleepy, well-behaved and beautiful.

...This is his daughter?

Mo Xijue only glanced at him and felt a sense of closeness to the little girl.

This is called blood connection.

Her and his blood flowed in the little girl's body.

This is the most wonderful inheritance and continuation between heaven and earth...

"Fei Luan."

This name was slightly condensed from Mo Xijue's lips.

Immediately, I couldn't help asking: "...Why is Feiluan sleeping?"
Chapter completed!