Huanhuan quietly looked up at the mountain god statue, especially at the wings on its back.
"Tuantuan, look at its wings, don't they look like Gray's?"
"Grey Grey?" Tuan Tuan looked up at the mountain god statue. "Hmm, it looks a lot like it."
Mu Run lowered her head and gently patted Huanhuan and Tuantuan's heads. "Don't look around. Pray well. May the mountain god bless you with health and safety."
"Oh." Huanhuan prayed with her hands clasped together, murmuring to the mountain god statue, "Please bless Mommy so she can give birth to her little brother smoothly, and I want Little Grey, please give him to me, Mountain God..."
Mu Run listened to her rambling and couldn't help but smile gently.
Deeper into the forest, there lies a crystal-clear blue lake. Beside the lake, a giant golden roc rests, coiled and ready.
The lake, as smooth as a mirror, reflected a scene of one adult and two children, showing Mu Run leading her two children in prayer.
Mu Run's expression was extremely devout, and all he could think about was the peace and prosperity of the land, the tranquility of the seas and rivers, and the well-being of the nation—truly a grand wish.
But Huanhuan only talks about childish things, like wanting a little Grey Wolf, wanting to go fishing in the river with Tuantuan, and not learning the rules, etc.
The roc peeked its head out from under its wings, then shook its enormous golden head, its equally golden beak sharp enough to pierce the heavens and the earth.
Its golden-green eyes gazed at the three people reflected in the lake.
In its eyes, it could see that Mu Run was already surrounded by a faint golden dragon aura, while Huan Huan and Tuan Tuan were just ordinary people, one surrounded by spiritual energy and the other by spiritual energy.
“A human emperor, a spirit race member, and a human. Interesting~” A deep, thunderous voice emanated from the bird’s abdomen.
Suddenly, its eyes sharpened, and its divine might as a god spread out, "How dare you, you wicked spirit, enter my Chongyang Mountain!"
Then a divine thought shot out, heading towards the direction of the temple—
Fu Yunchen is locked in combat with a female corpse who exudes a dark gray, stench of decay!
The female corpse's hand had now transformed into claws, with half-foot-long, jet-black nails that seemed capable of slicing through iron and breaking stone, as it lunged at Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen then led her towards the deep forests of Chongyang Mountain.
Hearing the commotion outside, Mu Run quickly got up and went out of the mountain god temple to check the situation.
But as soon as she came out, she saw Ziwu emerge from behind a tree.
"Ziwu—" Mu Run called out to him, but upon seeing his completely black eyes, she immediately closed the door and bolted it shut.
'Ziwu' grinned menacingly, his features contorted, and finally transformed into Xiao'an's face.
She took off her men's clothing, revealing a peach-colored fitted long dress embroidered with peonies underneath.
"This man was quite troublesome, but in the end he still lost to me, hmph!"
Mu Run looked through the crack in the door at Xiao An outside, and her words gave her a jolt!
On the way, she briefly felt something was off about Ziwu and even asked him questions, but in the end she thought she was just being paranoid and that nothing could have happened to him. She never expected…
"Come out. A dilapidated temple can't protect you. The only person who could protect you has already left."
"Who are you?!" Mu Run's voice came from the crack in the door.
Xiao'an seemed to have a penchant for toying with his prey. Instead of attacking Mu Run immediately, he approached the temple gate step by step, putting pressure on Mu Run.
As he walked, he asked, "Who do you think I am?"
The voice that said this was different from the one before, and Mu Run quickly looked outside—it was Yu Shan!
"Yushan?"
How can she and Xiao'an be the same person?!
Who exactly are you?
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