Chapter 1072 Her Baby!

Every gesture of his hands and feet is full of outstanding demeanor, showing an incomparable nobility, and a peaceful attitude that only those who have been in the top position for a long time can develop.

It's Jimoya!

As soon as they saw him enter the arena, the members of the Baili family were all fully armed, and they were so shocked that they jumped up.

Especially Mad Saint!

I feel a headache. Didn't I confess and confess today that this guy is not allowed to join the Baili family?

Why did you let him in?

Isn't this a scene of trouble?

"Seniors, junior Jimo Ya is late, sorry."

The mad sage's face turned black, but he still had the nerve to say hello, but he couldn't bear it!

Just as he was about to ask someone to ask this plague god to go away, he saw the little baby in Huan Qingyan's arms smiling sweetly at Jimo Ya, and stretched out his hands towards Jimo Ya, "Dad...Dad...hug..."

Jimo Ya took it over, "It's a bit heavy handed, don't tire your mother."

boom!

The scene was completely shocked.

"Is he really Gong Ziya's son?"

"No way, I haven't heard of it! Only the secret son Ya had a child with the woman before him, but he was killed by his mother, could it be?"

...

Everyone looked at this situation again, and suddenly realized.

Mad Saint was also stunned for a moment, the child is not dead? Is it the little doll in front of me?

Taking a closer look, such a young child turned out to be a Healer?

Natural healer?

At this time, Lai Sheng also followed Jimo Ya, walked in, with a smile on his rarely serious face, and said to the mad saint, "Old madman, let's not interfere with the children's affairs..."

Nangong Beichen could tell that his blood was coming at a glance, but he didn't believe it. Now that Lai Sheng said this, he was relieved. This child is really a man of great fortune and destiny.

The veins on Bai Chenfen's arm popped out, whether it was excitement or shock...they were extremely complicated emotions.

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Not to mention others, Huan Qingyan only has Jimo Ya and Bao Bao in his eyes.

She looks bewildered...

She didn't dare to reach out to touch it, she was afraid that it was just a beautiful and cruel illusion, and when she touched it, the baby would be gone.

All that remained of her were tears of sadness and remorse...

Huan Qingyan has subconsciously imagined such a beautiful scene thousands of times, together with Jimoya, with her son or daughter, even if she does the most ordinary things casually, it's all good and happy, it's all her hope.

Tears fell silently on her face, and she murmured to herself, "Baby, is it really my baby?"

Jimo Ya hugged the child with one hand, and wiped away the tears from her face lovingly with one hand.

"Xiaoyan, I brought the baby. Our baby is still alive... This is not a dream, not a hallucination, it's real." The voice was magical, and Huan Qingyan gradually came to her senses.

It's just that the tears became more turbulent.

This baby is her flesh and blood. When she hugged him, she could sense it faintly. She was so afraid that it was just an illusion!

The little baby also followed Jimo Ya's example, stretched out his chubby hands, and wiped Huan's face indiscriminately, "Mother, don't cry, it hurts..."

Huan Qingyan couldn't bear it anymore, and took the child into her arms again.

This feeling of losing and regaining made her seem to come back to life, as if she had gained a new life and gained the whole world.

She thought of nothing but gratitude.

Was it God who looked at her poorly and brought the baby back to life?