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Chapter 915: The So-Called Dream (13)

Chusheng opened his mouth and stopped talking: "I...I'm really desperate...I have no choice...Do you think I'll look for you?"

Feng Zhuoxi realized his mind, smiled, and ended the topic: "I heard everything you said, I know what you said, and you should know that you can't force yourself to do. In short, you also want to be more open."

After a few days of quiet, neither Afu nor Chusheng appeared, and Feng Zhuoxi could sense Mu Jiu's aura from the Nine Heavens Spirit Stone that became stronger and stronger.

She was happy and knew that it must have been the greater improvement of Mu Jiu's ability and spiritual power, and she herself had already broken through the last level, which means that her spell had been completed.

This is not a good spell. Although it is very aggressive, it can hit enemies several times higher than itself, and it is a heavy blow to the soul, but once it is used, it will cause huge damage to the user.[

Those attacks will backfire the user's soul to a certain extent. If you are a strong-willed person, you can probably use this spell many times, but if you are a weak-willed person, you are afraid that this spell will cause great damage to yourself after not using it a few times. There are many crazy people and may even pay the price of your life.

Feng Zhuoxi had already thought clearly when she knew these consequences. If it was to deal with A Fu and his helpers, the spell of this great killer weapon would be used almost several times.

She thinks her willpower is very strong, especially now that she has children and people who want to spend her whole life with her, her willpower becomes more resilient.

So if it is within ten times, there should be no problem.

And when everything calms down, she will take time to slowly adjust the backlash of her. Even if she can't do it, Mu Jiu will help her do it. She has always believed in this.

So when I felt the sudden improvement of Mu Jiu's ability, Feng Zhuoxi felt at ease for the first time in so many days.

She had a strong premonition that the things in the temple and Afu were about to come to an end.

She hugged Mu Nian and felt an unprecedented sense of confidence in her heart.

Afu walked in at this time, his expression was very calm. As Chusheng said, it was a little strangely calm. No wonder Chusheng was so uneasy.

He came over and didn't say anything at first. He just looked down at the happy Mu Nian, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't speak, and Feng Zhuoxi didn't react much.

There was almost a stick of incense, Ah Fu raised his head, and said with a look of expectation in his eyes: "Can I hold the baby?"

Feng Zhuoxi nodded and gently sent Mu Nian to his hand. Unsurprisingly, he saw a kind smile on Afu's face that only his parents would have.

Mu Nian is no longer resistant to Ah Fu. He is carefully held in his palm like this, and he does not stop his smile. He still has his pink and tender mouth open, and he smiles very happily.
Chapter completed!
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