The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

It was almost sunset when we arrived at Dongliwang City.

Traveling day and night was no pressure for the phantom beasts and the big guys, but the young people had already shown fatigue on their faces. They only relied on the anxious thought of rescuing Jiang Liujing to hold on until now.

Wen Xun and Chu Zhou's expressions were even more complicated than theirs.

Wen Xun's eyes showed reluctance to return here, while Chu Zhou's was full of excitement and longing. He hadn't seen his mother for many years.

Wen Xun glanced at him and said to Chu Zhou, "Let's split up and go find the king. If you want to go home, go ahead and don't worry about us."

"But……"

"Don't worry, we have so many people here." Mo Ya patted Chu Zhou's shoulder comfortingly. Among the people present, he was the only one who understood Chu Zhou's feelings of missing his parents.

Chu Zhou gritted his teeth, looked up and said quickly: "I'll go see my mother and then come to find you."

"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly." Wen Xun waved his hand to drive him away.

After Chu Zhouren left, his expression inexplicably became more solemn and he took a deep breath.

The thought of meeting my father is somewhat stressful.

"Let's go, I'll lead the way for you." He turned around and said to everyone.

Home is a magical place.

I have been away for many years and everything has become unfamiliar to me, but when I think about going back, I still can't help but look forward to it.

Chu Zhou walked faster and faster on the way home, and finally he returned home almost at lightning speed.

When he saw the familiar white-haired old housekeeper watering the flowers at the door, he excitedly called out "Grandpa Du".

When Chu Zhou left home, he was already a mature teenager, not much different from his current appearance.

Hearing his voice, Steward Du looked up, squinted his eyes, and glanced at him twice. Suddenly, he said in a trembling voice with surprise, "Master Zhou, you're back!"

"It's me!" Chu Zhou's usual composure was broken. He took two deep breaths, smiled at Housekeeper Du, and then looked anxiously into the yard, "Is my mother here?"

"Yes, yes. You came back at the right time. She just came back too." Butler Du stroked his beard and smiled happily.

"Are you anxious to see her?"

"Yes!" Chu Zhou's voice remained in the original place, but he had already flown in by stepping on the wind magic.

Butler Du shook his head helplessly, picked up the kettle and continued watering the flowers.

After studying abroad for so many years, how come the young master who had a steady personality when he was young has become so lively?

But it's not bad.

The layout of the houses in the courtyard was exactly the same as before Chu Zhou left home. Walking through it felt like crossing time and nothing had changed.

He was still that little child, holding his mother's hand and listening to the guests and relatives praising him.

"The child with the purest Chu family bloodline."

"It looks exactly like the portrait of our ancestor."

"Young genius."

"Mom, are you there?" Standing in front of the familiar door, Chu Zhou took a deep breath and knocked on the door gently.

However, before his knuckles touched, the door opened, revealing a woman's gentle face.

The woman with a pair of beautiful misty blue eyes smiled lightly at Chu Zhou: "Zhou Zhou, you're back."

Chu Zhou was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on his face and he walked forward to hug his mother.

All the longing seemed to be poured out in this hug, and the woman gently patted the back of her only child.

The boy who was about the same height as her before leaving home has now reached a height that makes her look up at him. He has grown up, become stronger, and more mature.

His mother's embrace was warm, carrying the warmth of home that Chu Zhou longed for. After reluctantly parting, he finally opened his mouth to ask about the confusion in his heart: "You don't seem surprised to see me back?"

You know, at this time, he should still be in school.

But when his mother saw his expression, it was as if she had already expected it.

"Of course." Mother smiled gently, raised her face, and when she spoke again, her tone was filled with the enthusiasm and piety that Chu Zhou was familiar with.

"Because I have already consulted the gods, and they have given me positive feedback.

—And it turns out that it is indeed so.”

The source of her depression was cured.

"Thanks to the formation given to me by the gods."

Every time the religion is mentioned, my mother seems to be like this.

Chu Zhou sighed helplessly and followed his mother's words skillfully, "What kind of formation is so effective? Can I take a look?"

The mother nodded, took Chu Zhou into the house, and took down an extremely exquisite photo frame from the most conspicuous place on the wall.

There was only a piece of paper sealed in the frame, the edges of which were torn carelessly and the handwriting on it was very sloppy, which did not match the gorgeous frame at all.

But Chu Zhou only took a look and his whole body suddenly froze.

He took a step forward, holding the photo frame with both hands, staring intently at the pattern of the magic circle on the paper, his voice dry and trembling:

"Mother...did you bring this back from the Divine Religion?"

"Yes." The woman's smile was still gentle. "It was drawn for me by their new Holy Son himself."

"Zhou Zhou, why do you seem surprised?"

The joints of Chu Zhou's fingers had gradually turned white due to the force applied.

Of course he was surprised, how could he not be surprised.

Because this magic circle was created by Jiang Liujing in order to treat Chu Zhou who suddenly became depressed!

During that period, Chu Zhou's cultivation was stuck at a bottleneck and he couldn't break through no matter what. However, the geniuses in the same dormitory seemed to be unrestricted, which hit Chu Zhou hard and made him depressed for a while.

After Jiang Liujing discovered this, he created this magic circle for him overnight, and pulled the other people in the dormitory to hold Chu Zhou down and not let him run away, and forcibly activated the magic circle on him.

Chu Zhou knew the effect of this magic circle. Once he was in a bad mood, it would make people laugh forcefully, just like a prank.

It's not a proper healing array at all.

It has no effect of fulfilling wishes.

Apart from him, Jiang Liujing had never used this magic circle outside.

The new Son of God.

Could it be Jiang Liujing?

Is his disappearance actually related to the cult?

Chu Zhou's heart tightened, and a heavy pressure surged through his body. He took a deep breath and said seriously, "Mother, I want to see the Holy Son."

"Zhou Zhou, do you also want to pray for something? I can help you convey it..."

"No, I want to meet him in person." Chu Zhou looked at his mother stubbornly.

The gentle smile on my mother's face gradually faded.

She showed a troubled expression and slowly shook her head: "No, Zhou Zhou, you can't do that right now."

"Be obedient." She gently touched Chu Zhou's hair. "This is for your safety."

"Mother, but this is very important to me—"

"boom--"

The door was suddenly kicked open roughly.

Chu Zhou turned around and only had time to see several black shadows standing at the door.

Then he felt a sudden sharp pain all over his body and fell down in his mother's panicked gaze.