Xiaojun sneered and laughed: "Xiaobao, you fool, your mother is here to find you. If you ignore her, be careful that she will leave again. Why don't you catch her quickly!"

"Don't worry! You idiot, Mom doesn't admit your mistake, the baby ignores her."

This is not so much a rebuttal to Xiaojun, but Xiaobao is warning Qiuying that he will not easily forgive a mother who abandoned her son.

Qiu Ying was so amused that she reached out to hug the little guy, put her head on his back and rubbed her softly, "Xiaobao, mom is going to go to the Abyss World."

When Xiaobao heard this, he turned his head suddenly, stared at her with anger, and asked loudly: "Bad, I'm going to throw away the baby again. Don't you want the baby and the rake?"

Tears flowed down.

When she met Xiaobao's eyes, Qiu Ying understood that the last time she left resolutely, it caused indelible damage to the little guy's heart and also destroyed the trust between them, mother and son.

Qiuying opened her mouth and could only spit out a dry word: "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, baby, don't leave!"

Xiaobao said toughly, his red eyes glaring angrily, like an angry little beast, with a fierce and fierce breast.

This little guy looks so cute that Qiuying wants to laugh, but she can't help but burst into tears. She also wants to stay, but the Holy Gate is not a place she can stay for a long time.

"Will you go with your mother?" Qiuying asked, with a strong nasal sound.

"not good!"

"No!"

The first sentence was said by Xiaobao, and the second sentence was heard from the hall, with a majestic tone. He was an elder of the temple.

The old Taoist priest also said, "Qiuying, go in."

Qiuying stood up straight and did not enter the hall. She only bowed to the old Taoist priest and asked, "Master, I heard that Dongzi brought Xiaobao to the Holy Sect, where are others?"

A strange light flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes, but he shook his head and said, "You go to the palace to ask the head."

Qiu Ying captured the subtle changes in the expression of the old Taoist priest, and couldn't help but guess whether the old Taoist priest master guessed something or calculated it?

However, even if the old Taoist priest might have known something, Qiu Ying was not guilty at all. She held Xiaobao in one hand and entered the temple with a sword in the other.

In the temple, in addition to the head, there are also many disciples of the Holy Sect and the majestic phantoms, waiting for Qiu Ying to arrive.

Buzz —

The black sword trembled, and a powerful sword suddenly emerged, slashing towards a powerful will that swept in. Then a muffled groan, and a majestic figure in the temple shook.

"Don't be ruthless! Do you dare to hurt people in my temple?"

“Bold!”

...

Several loud shouts sounded, and several powerful pressure swept towards Qiuying.

The autumn is as bright as a waterfall, with no wind rising, and the robe on his body roars, and the black demonic aura lingered in an instant, and the body became blurred instantly, and the momentum suddenly rose, and the invisible and majestic powerful aura suppressed all directions.

She stood there as if a supreme demon came.

At this time, her apricot eyes were dark and deep, and the dark red flames flashed between her eyebrows. There was no trace of emotional fluctuation on her cold pretty face. Even though her graceful figures were extremely stressed, they put great pressure on the majestic figures in the hall, and their bodies trembled until... collapsed!

"How could she be so strong?"

Seeing Qiu Ying's manifestation of the powerful figure of the Holy Sect collapsed just by relying on her momentum, the Holy Sect disciples present were extremely shocked, and some people couldn't help but roar.

Although the head and others didn't say anything, they were shocked and silent for a moment.

However, the old Taoist priest was calm and without any surprises, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Qiuying grew up faster than he thought. Xiaobao had a strong mother, and some people would also be worried when they wanted to touch Xiaobao.

Her shock is stronger than Yin Dong.

After all, this is a demon cultivator, and she will be her home court after entering the Abyss World. Once she is angry, the situation on the Abyss battlefield will be even worse because of her.

Unless, kill her in the Holy Gate now and do not give her the chance to enter the Abyss World!

Many people in the temple thought of this, and their eyes burst into murderous intent, but none of them dared to act rashly. Even the head of the sect was murderous intent, but forced them to press.

No need!

Qiu Ying is not an enemy yet. She is Xiaobao's biological mother and Yin Dong's wife. As long as this relationship can be maintained, when she grows up in the abyss world, she may become a strong support for the Blue Fantasy World army on the abyss battlefield.

Even if she is not under the control of the Holy Sect, she seems to obey the instructions of the Chinese military and came from the China Military Base in Linyuan City. As long as the Chinese military is an ally of the Blue Fantasy World, it is not a problem to ask her to assist the Blue Fantasy World army in the abyss battlefield.

Of course, the upcoming Ancient City Alliance Conference is preparing to allocate four cities including Beichuan City to the Chinese military, and the troops needed to be drawn by the Chinese military will be responsible for the Chinese military.

The demon cultivators led by Qiu Ying enter the abyss battlefield. Will the Chinese military not use it?

...

Various thoughts flashed through the head's heart. A smile appeared on his tense face and said gently and lovingly: "Xiaobao, your mother is here, why don't you introduce it to you?"

Xiaobao noticed the dark waves in the temple just now.

When he heard the head of the sect, the little guy blinked and turned his head to look at Master Zu. His little face was full of entanglement: "Master Zu, these bad guys don't like Moma, and the baby doesn't want to introduce him."

The old Taoist priest smiled: "If you don't want to introduce them, ignore them."

The head of the sect turned dark and sent a message to the old Taoist priest: "The overall situation is the most important thing, don't indulge in Xiaobao's turmoil."

The old Taoist priest did not respond to the leader and said to Qiu Ying: "The leader knows where Yin Dong is going."

Qiu Ying looked at the head with cold eyes. With the strength of the head, she actually felt a terrifying majesty and chill, and her heart was filled with fear.

"Hua Guoqiuying, I have met the leader. May I ask, where did Yin Dong go?"

Her voice rang in the hall.

The head of the sect felt invisible pressure, his smile sluggishly, and then said: "Yin Dong has not returned from his mission in the sect. You can wait for him at the Holy Sect. Just so happen, Xiaobao misses you too, right, Xiaobao?"

Xiaobao's little head twitched twice, shook his head, and said proudly: "Muma, baby just wants it."

Qiuying wanted to laugh, but her eyes turned red.

Xiaojun, who followed behind, was so anxious that he couldn't help but curse: "Xiaobao, you idiot, don't make trouble for your mother!"

"You're stupid!"

Xiaobao retorted and said, "Baby wants to be Mama, but also wants to be rake. The baby has to go with Mama to find a rake, so it's not a mess!"

The head of the sect said decisively: "Xiaobao, you can't leave the Holy Gate, you have to wait for your dad to come back at the Holy Gate."

"Can't my son leave?"

Qiuying asked, her voice cold.

The black sword trembled, and waves of sword power emerged like waves.

At the same time, countless green branches stretched out from the sword spirit space. Except for three branches, Xiaojun Sanxiao dragged them into the sword spirit space, and the rest of the green branches were wrapped with energy bombs.
Chapter completed!