"And then what happened?"
Mu Youran raised her hand to wipe away her tears: "That demonic dragon king, along with his son, all died."
"Your father had only one thought at the time: to drag them down with him!"
"After he recovered from his serious injuries, he could no longer sense your bloodline power, so we all thought you were dead."
Xiao Wuyou isn't stupid. Despite his young age, he understands a lot of things.
He remembered that it was also the time when the current Beast King had his wings and legs cut off, and when he used the Transformation spell.
This witchcraft was no less than defying fate, so his father could not sense his presence.
It turns out that all of this was the work of that hateful Beast King!
I'm afraid they're throwing me here this time just to use me to cause trouble for my parents!
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated: "Mother, I want to go home with you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Youran burst into tears of joy and excitedly hugged him.
"Okay, okay, okay, let's go home now and never come to such a cold prison again."
As she spoke, she picked him up and wrapped him tightly in her cloak. Logically speaking, a three-year-old child should weigh at least thirty or forty pounds, but Xiao Wuyou was so thin that he looked like skin and bones. You Ran picked him up without any pressure at all.
Xiao Wuyou nestled in her arms, greedily inhaling her warm breath. He loved being held in her arms; it made him feel so safe.
However, they were stopped by guards as soon as they arrived at the prison gate.
"Your Highness, you cannot take him away without the orders of the Beast King and the Great Shaman!"
Mu Youran frowned. Xiao Wuyou had finally agreed to go home. What if she changed her mind after being stopped like this?
Do I have to go back to that damp, cold prison?
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