Who knows, my mortal enemy is actually a baby who defies nature

Si Huangtian's gloomy gaze fell on Feng Yaoyao.

Si Xueyao's eyes trembled slightly but she didn't dare to resist, which showed the dark shadow that Si Huangtian brought to everyone.

Si Huangtian lowered his face slightly and threw out two beams of spiritual light. In the spiritual light were two small golden bracelets, which seemed to be magic weapons.

The golden bracelet was buckled on Feng Yaoyao's arm, and there were also mysterious runes surrounding the bracelet.

Feng Yaoyao weakly raised her arms and her eyelids slowly drooped.

[You... villains... all of you... wait for me... huh... huh...]

The ancestor... fell asleep again...

Feng Yaoyao, I really think we can't keep fighting like this. Every time, it will only make the situation worse for both of us.

I bit my toothless gums, I endured the art of gain and loss!

I decided to accept this dangerous art of gain and loss and grow up as quickly as possible so that I could communicate with Feng Yaoyao.

Because she is the goddess sent from heaven who possesses powerful spiritual power.

Only when she knows everything clearly, will the world turn around and be freed from the tyranny of Emperor Ling.

As for me, it is also like having one less thousand-year-old ancestor chasing me every day.

It also prevents the conflict between Feng Yaoyao and I from implicating other innocent people.

In the book, a year is just two short words.

But in reality, unknown changes are happening every minute of the 365 days.

The slower I communicate with Feng Yaoyao.

The misunderstandings and rifts between us will only grow deeper.

The impact on the surrounding things will also become increasingly greater.

Now that I have some understanding of the current situation, I have the responsibility to stop the loss in time.

Si Xueyao did not have any complaints now. She lowered her head and said, "Emperor, since I have come to Lingxiao Pavilion, please allow me to see my child."

Her child? Feng Yaoyao's brother!

Feng Yaoyao! Wake up! Your brother is still waiting for you to save him!

It really makes me angry. She always falls asleep at the critical moment.

According to Feng Yaoyao, it was my Bai Lianhua's mother who killed her brother.

But after going through so much, I don’t believe it.

But the fact that Si Xueyao's eldest son has not been seen means that something has indeed happened to him.

I have also read many books about cute nine-year-old babies and amazing babies. Anyway, the age of time travel is getting younger and younger. If it goes on like this, even embryos can convey their thoughts.

But without exception, there will be a character like a disabled brother.

I am also curious and want to see what happened to Feng Yaoyao's brother?

It should be impossible to escape the settings of being blind, deaf, crippled, disfigured, paralyzed, or poisoned to become stupid...right...

Why do I still feel a little guilty?

Things that happen in this world are always out of place.

Si Huangtian half-lowered his eyelids and looked at Si Xueyao for a while, then agreed.

Xingxiu stepped forward: "I'll lead the way." He put on his blindfold again.

Even without his little mount, his familiarity with High Sky Pavilion did not affect his progress.

Feng Beiqi glanced at Feng Qi, and Feng Qi just stood there obediently.

Si Yumin was about to follow, but was stopped by Si Huangtian with a look!

Oh no, then I won't be able to watch it, right?

No, I have to go!

Although Si Yumin and Feng Qi stood still, I followed them fearlessly.

My little bed walked proudly past the two children, past the dazed Lingzhi, and then behind Feng Beiqi.

Feng Beiqi noticed and turned to look at me, with a gentle smile in his eyes. Then he leaned over and hugged me in his arms, tapping my little nose: "I'll take you to see your brother."

It's so strange, if something happened to Feng Beiqi's eldest son, he should be at home, why is he in Lingxiao Fairy Pavilion?

Although Lingxiao Immortal Pavilion appears empty, it actually contains many spiritual doors that we cannot see.

Just like now, Xingxiu led us into a closed door that suddenly appeared.

Behind the door, there was actually a spiritual pond.

Just like the spirit pond used for testing spiritual power, it looks like water but is not water, and looks like green but is not green.

In the center of the spirit pool there is a huge round sphere rotating slowly.

The round sphere is formed by seven halos filled with runes. Those halos rotate intertwined with each other but do not collide with each other.

And in the center of the sphere, a boy was suspended!

"Zhao'er!" Si Xueyao could no longer suppress the anxiety of a mother for her child and rushed over, standing in front of the huge ball of light.

I looked at Si Huangtian, he still had a cold expression and a cold gaze.

What a cold-blooded man this is!

If he were to become a god, he would be a demon god!

Feng Beiqi also held me in his arms and walked forward, allowing me to see clearly the little brother in the ball of light.

The little brother is much older than Fengqi and Si Yumin, and looks like a 90-year-old child.

The little brother inherited Si Xueyao's beautiful face, with long hair floating in the ball of light.

She was wearing pajamas as thin as a cicada's wing.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his long eyelashes were evenly spaced.

He is like a quiet sleeping beauty, floating in this huge ball of light, making people feel inexplicably distressed.

"Zhao'er... look, your sister Yaoyao is one month old. She has always wanted to come and see you..." Si Xueyao burst into tears.

There are so many things contained in tears.

Her resentment, her hurt, her hatred, her fear, and her helplessness.

She still seemed frightened.

"Ah, ah." I reached out and touched the ball of light.

What happened to the little brother inside? Why is he in a coma?

This is the ethereal world, where there are magical medicines that ordinary people cannot possess, and even magical techniques that can bring the dead back to life.

Why am I helpless against this little brother?

"Xiaoxiao, this is your big brother Feng Zhao." Feng Beiqi looked at the little boy in the ball of light with surprisingly cold eyes.

Feng Beiqi, he's your own son, why are you so calm and indifferent?

Feng Beiqi is a mysterious man. He has many expressions that I can’t understand.

Because there are too many secrets hidden in his heart and around him.

"Why... why has it been so long... the Great Celestial Lord hasn't found my Zhao'er's spirit yet!" Si Xueyao asked tearfully while hugging Feng Yaoyao.

However, she did not dare to look at Emperor Ling, and her questions were also directed to the air.

I was surprised in Feng Beiqi's arms, little brother, your soul is lost!

If Feng Yaoyao could think of this, I would swallow my own diaper on live broadcast!

Si Huangtian stood there coldly, like a cold-blooded animal, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

"The Misty World is vast and boundless, with billions of living beings. How easy is it to find a soul? Not to mention that someone has carefully planned and trapped Zhao'er's soul, so it is even more difficult to find it."

"How many years have passed... How many years have passed!" Si Xueyao took a deep breath and trembled with anger. "Who has the ability to steal my son's soul? Maybe... the person who harmed my child is right next to us!"

Si Xueyao looked at Feng Beiqi fiercely.

Feng Beiqi frowned slightly, pursed his lips and looked worriedly at Si Xueyao, who was full of hatred.