Allure Summoner

The men in the Reincarnation Palace don't feel anything about their actions. The master said, go the way of men and let those women envy and hate.

So these men have never cared about so-and-so's eyes.

For them, what the master said must be listened to.

Other people's pointing and pointing, it's all a fart!

Mo Lingfeng hugged Mo Bing's small waist, and led a group of men to follow with his head held high.

People in the reincarnation palace can walk sideways, so what if you don't like it?

This road seems very far away, Jun Qianxi and Duan Muming flew with all their strength for half an hour and still didn't see the end.

"Xi'er, let's summon the little beast out to have a look!"

Jun Qianxi stopped in her tracks, concluding her handprints and summoned the little beast.

In this world, summoners are the lowest level!

After reaching the emperor's realm one by one, they integrated their respective summoners with themselves, so that they can not only enhance their energy but also save the time of summoning when fighting.

But only Jun Qianxi never did this.

For her, the two little beasts and soldiers are completely independent individuals, and they have no obligation to lurk in her body to provide her with energy.

Sensing Jun Qianxi's call, the little beast broke through the space on its own and came out.

"Wow, what a beautiful starry sky, big sister, look, the little beast has stepped on the stars!"

Looking at the cheerful little beast, Jun Qianxi softened her expression, perhaps because she was about to meet its parents, the little beast was always in this state of excitement recently.

Looking closely, its originally soft hair was combed neatly at this time, as if it had been groomed in a tunnel of different time and space.

"Little Beast, can you feel the breath of your parents?"

"Yes! Little Shoushou has never felt so close to his parents, as if he is right in front of his eyes!"

Jun Qianxi and Duanmuming looked at each other, and continued: "But little beast, we have been flying for a long time..."

"Xi'er, someone is coming!" Duanmuming raised his head, his eyes flashed coldly: "Several god kings, dozens of god-level powerhouses!"

Jun Qianxi's pupils shrank, could it be that they also came to find Wanxiang Senluo?

Her eyes darkened, trying to rob Vientiane Senluo from her?

"Sister-in-law, hi, sister-in-law..."

Joyful shouts came from a distance, and Mo Lingfeng was carried by several men and quickly came to them.

Almost at the same time, the forces from the other three palaces also arrived.

"Sister-in-law, where is your stomach? Where is your stomach?"

Mo Lingfeng originally wanted to go up and say hello to his future nephew, but when he found Jun Qianxi's flat stomach, he immediately yelled in panic.

Jun Qianxi's forehead twitched: "Could it be that you want me to have a big belly for the rest of my life?"

A flash of light flashed in Mo Lingfeng's mind, and he exclaimed, "Master, have you given birth? How many have you given birth to? Is it seven?"

Jun Qianxi still vaguely remembers the nickname he gave, what big baby, second baby and three baby, who the hell thinks she is the producer of gourd baby?

"Isn't it seven? Could it be ten? My God, sister-in-law, you are so powerful, you are comparable to a sow..."

As soon as Mo Lingfeng finished speaking, he felt cold gazes falling on him, and his originally infinitely high mood suddenly fell down.

He pulled Mo Bing aside, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Bing'er, go ask your sister-in-law, how many babies have you had?"