At the same time, the artifact fragments also entered Qingchen in the center.

The people in Qingchenju were already tired and moldy. At this moment, someone suddenly appeared and surrounded him excitedly.

"Ah! Mother, are you actually hiding a man? Are you going to have a fucking affair in front of your father's face?" Xuan Bao's eyes rolled, jumped onto the first-level Shenxuan body, treating him as a bouncing bed, and jumped without any scruples.

"Poor uncle, I'm going to be cuckolded yet. No, the pink uncle of the junior master must not be gnawed by this old cow and trampled him to death!" Feng Qingyi also jumped up.

The belly is occupied by Xuanbao, it doesn’t matter, we can specialize in the lower body.

The first-level master of Shenxuan was bound by Qingchenju, and could only release the mysterious power to defend himself without absorbing the mysterious power supply.

In Qingchen, the artifact fragments were no longer needed to be hidden. He used the mysterious power from the guard to be absorbed by the artifact fragments.

At this moment, the first-level master of Shenxuan also learned the secret of the artifact fragments and the reason why Yue Qingqing advanced so quickly.

Absorbing mysterious power is definitely a big deal. If it is passed on, it will be attacked by everyone.

But what can he do if he knows now? This is obviously a space created by Yue Qingqing to pretend to be a human being, and he can't get out at all.

I can only continuously release mysteries to keep supporting me for a longer time and reduce the pain a little.

"Uncle Qingyi, wait!" Xuanbao shouted, his eyes shifting.

The first-level master of Shenxuan shrank his pupils and subconsciously wanted to cover up his clothes, but was stepped on by Xuanbao.

He bent down, looked at the pattern on his wrist carefully, and exclaimed: "Grandpa, what is this? Is it a birthmark?"

The first-level master of Shenxuan nodded stiffly.

With a "bang", his head was slapped aside.

"Old man, are you lying? This is obviously a brand, why is it a birthmark?" Feng Qingyi shook his hand, looking squeaky, and the feeling of hitting people in the head was so good.

"Ah? So this is a brand!" Xuan Bao suddenly realized and pouted and said, "Grandpa, the bad guy, are you all lying to Xuan Bao. Xuan Bao originally wanted to ask his mother to let you go. After all, being locked up by his father knows that his mother is locked up here will cause a world war. You can stay here now!"

The first-level master of Shenxuan seemed to see a life-saving straw floating over, and a shiny flashed in his eyes: "This young man is right, this is the mark! I previously admitted that it was a birthmark because this mark has a great relationship..."

"Ah? It's really a brand? That's really great!" Xuan Bao interrupted his words happily, "Grandpa, can you brand Xuan Bao one too? Xuan Bao likes this pattern very much."

"No! This mark is of great importance..."

"Uncle Qingyi, Xuanbao wants to be branded!" Xuanbao's eyes seemed to have a bubble of tears in their eyes, and sobbed.

Feng Qingyi immediately sank his face and kicked the person on the ground hard: "Old man, it's a big deal. My Xuanbao wants it, even if it's the Emperor, I will give it to you!"

Xuanbao nodded vigorously and silently agreed.

That's right, why don't you tell me where this imprint comes from?

Xuan Bao can also go to work with his mother!
Chapter completed!