Even though he knew that such an idea was vicious and cruel, Di Mingjue could not suppress the malice in his heart.

The black symbol on the forehead was looming.

It was as if he was absorbing his surging negative emotions.

However, at this moment, a snap came from his sleeve.

Di Mingjue lowered his head in a daze and took out the things in his sleeve.

It was a bamboo tube that had been split in half.

A piece of paper fell out of it.

The paper was rolled into a cylindrical shape.

Under the control of Di Mingjue's spiritual sense, the paper slowly spread out, revealing the font that belonged to Pojun inside.

"Your Highness,

My subordinates went to the Yanwu Continent to verify some things. This trip may be a life-threatening life, and it is very dangerous. Therefore, I left the [Dharva Seal] just in case.

The subordinates investigated only for one thing.

Ten years ago, the king was seriously injured and went into seclusion. He was teleported to a cave in the Yanwu Continent and could not escape for several years.

After returning to the extreme realm, the Lord lost all his memory. He didn't even know that he had been to the Yanwu Continent and met a woman there. The two were alone in the cave for several days.

My subordinates suspected that the woman was Miss Jun Muyan.

And Miss Jun’s only son Jun Mochen is your biological son.

If your subordinates fail to return safely, this letter should be delivered to you to help you find out the truth of that year.

Pojun respectfully.”

Di Mingjue stared at the paper in his hand and was stunned.

At this moment, the blood in his body suddenly rushed to his head and exploded with a buzzing sound in his ears.

The handwriting on the paper also became blurred.

There seemed to be countless gorgeous fireworks blooming in front of me.

Pojun, what are he talking about?

Have you been to the martial arts mainland?

Is Xiaobao his biological son?

Is this true?

Di Mingjue's hand holding the paper couldn't help but tremble.

He dared not believe Pojun's message.

But the heart in the chest beating wildly due to jealous desire and shock.

Everything that happened in the valley was remembered in my mind.

That familiar feeling.

There are also the shadows of the girl who appear intermittently in memory.

Could it be that all this is true?

Is Xiaobao his son?

Is it the biological son of Di Mingjue and Jun Muyan?

"Di Mingjue?Di Mingjue!"

The anxious voice recalled Di Mingjue's dissipated emotions.

He suddenly came to his senses and saw the beautiful face in the distance, his heart beat wildly again.

"Mu...yan..." A dry voice spit out from between the lips and teeth.

For the first time, I felt the helpless nervousness towards Lord Jun, who was confident and arrogant.

He opened his mouth to ask something, but couldn't say a word.

Mu Yan sighed, reached out and pinched his face, and said helplessly: "I'm jealous again! I've said that I won't let you kill Li Weiran, not because he might be Xiaobao's biological father, but because Xiaobao's biological father cannot die, otherwise he will be in danger."

Di Mingjue: "What danger?"

There is a saying in his stomach that goes over and over again: Li Weiran is just a liar, he is not Xiaobao's biological father, I am.

Mu Yan told Li Huo Bloodline and Xiaobao that he had a high fever and coma due to empathy with bloodline.

Di Mingjue asked Xiaobao when he was in a coma, but he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

I can't tell whether it's more ecstatic or more guilty or distress.

At this moment, Di Mingjue became more and more sure that Xiaobao was his son, his and Mu Yan's son.

There were obviously so many signs before, why didn't he noticed it at all?
Chapter completed!