After a long time, every time Ji Moya avoided talking about it, Xiaobao seemed to understand something, and slowly asked less.

There has been no news from my mother for a long time, my father was seriously injured, and I need to go to the medicine pool to retreat and soak for half a day every day to recuperate my body, and after returning to Jimo's house, my father kept himself out of the yard, and Lai Shengzun, who loved him on weekdays, did not show up, as well as the previous rumors, everything was silently remembered by Xiaobao in his heart.

He became silent, he was almost not afraid of heaven and earth before, and he was the most lively and active, but now as long as Jimoya went to the medicine pool in retreat, Xiaobao sat outside the medicine pool without saying a word and waited.

Only when he saw Jimoya come out did he show a smile on his little face.

Seeing the guards guarding in the shadows, they felt distressed.

But because of the young master's order, he could only watch from the sidelines, and he didn't dare to show his voice at all.

Ji Moya didn't know about Xiaobao's changes now, but he had his own plans in his heart, now he was seriously injured, and his realm had fallen badly, if it weren't for the great achievements in front and the previous prestige, I was afraid that even Xiaobao wouldn't be able to protect it.

If Xiaobao wants to stay in the human race, these are things he must learn and endure.

And as a father, the only thing he can do for Xiaobao is to work hard to take care of his body and return to the former level, so that Xiaobao can rely on him.

Therefore, I don't know what to do on the face, but it is inevitable that my heart will be sour.

Every time I came out of the medicine pool, I hugged Xiaobao and played with him for a while.

No matter how sensible Xiaobao is, no matter how much he looks at people's faces, he still can't resist missing his mother.

Finally, Xiaobao couldn't help it, and timidly pulled Ji Moya's sleeve: "Dad, where is my mother in retreat?" Is the injury a little better now? Shall we go and see her? She must miss us, right? ”

Ji Moya, a person with a strong heart, looked at Xiaobao's clear and envious eyes, his heart was sour, and he spontaneously had a monstrous hatred for the illusion, so he could only smile and comfort: "Xiaobao, my mother is in retreat in the Holy Courtyard, we can't interfere with her, otherwise your mother's injury will recover slowly!" Xiaobao is good, obedient, is it okay to wait for my mother to come out with my father? “

Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, and was still a little unrelenting: "Dad, but I want my mother to kiss, you can go home for retreat, why don't you take your mother back for retreat?" Mother can also help dad make spiritual food, so that dad can get better soon? ”

As soon as Ji Moya was about to speak, a piercing pain spread in his heart, as if something had been ripped out of his heart alive.

The pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while, and his body, which had only recovered a few points, couldn't bear such pain, making his face pale and terrible for a while.

Ji Moya reluctantly protected Xiaobao in his arms, gently put him aside, and touched his head comfortingly: "Dad is fine, don't be afraid!" ”

Xiaobao had two bubbles of tears in his eyes, and he looked at Jimoya when he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to speak.

Ji Moya only felt that he seemed to have lost the most important thing in his life at the moment, and he couldn't care about it, so he let go of his divine sense to check.

But he saw that a crack had opened in his heart, and the concentric knots that were wrapped around his heart were also torn off by that gap.

His eyes went dark, and he immediately realized something.

Where is the illusion of an accident, I am only afraid that something will happen, otherwise the concentric knot will not be torn! What's going on?

For a moment, Ji Moya only felt a roar in his brain, and the person was almost shaky, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.