World of martial artists (1)_1

The child fell to the ground with a thud. He was still facing the ground, and he looked a little miserable.

It was a small lump.

Even Fu min's lips twitched a little.

She took a step forward and reached out to pick up the child who had fallen to the ground. She patted the dust off his body and then conveniently held him in her arms.

where did this child come from? " Fu Shang turned to Jun Heng, still carrying the child in his arms.

Of course, what she said just now was just nonsense.

If the heavenly Dao had an illegitimate child ... Hehe, it was simply unimaginable.

Jun Heng strode over and appeared in front of Fu min in a flash. He took the child from her arms and said slowly, ""This is The Little Prince of the Dragon clan."

Fu Shang's hand froze on the spot as the child was carried over. She could not react in time.

？？？

He met Fu Shang's confused gaze.

"He's a boy," Jun Heng explained without a change in his expression.

Fu Shang," Hehe."