Under Xuanyuan Yu's guidance, Su Ling and Su Jue's disordered breathing gradually became smoother, their pale, dead-like complexions gradually gained color, and even the fear in their black eyes gradually dissipated and changed.
Became an unbreakable perseverance.
Big beads of sweat slid down the delicate white cheeks of the two little guys, dripping from their sharpened chins until they fell into the soil of the garden.
As Ling Luo watched this scene, the worry on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a knowing smile.
She knew that the sons of gods and demons would never give in so easily. They were the most unreasonable and unnatural existences in the world.
On the other hand, brothers Su Jue and Su Ling suddenly realized why Xuanyuan Yu strongly stopped them and used extremely cruel methods to test them that day in that extremely remote cave.
Two brothers.
That was a trial.
Father is the one who truly loves and protects these two brothers in this world.
Father rarely shows a gentle expression, he is always so stern, and even his methods are so hateful.
However, there has never been a moment like now when Su Ling and Su Jue were so grateful for Xuanyuan Yu's severity and harsh criticism.
Because, in that trial, the pressure of magic light that Xuanyuan Yu put on the two brothers was completely on the same level as the pressure of Buddha's light in the Garden of Gods today.
Su Jue was most aware of this. He turned his head, narrowed his black eyes slightly, and looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and the corners of his lips raised an invisible arc.
Since he was born, he has only shown such a smile to Ling Luo, and now, Xuanyuan Yu is the second one.
To a certain extent, this can be regarded as a kind of recognition. He has always recognized Xuanyuan Yu as his father.
Su Ling was more direct. He turned around, stretched out a hand, casually wiped the sweat on his face, smiled at Xuanyuan Yu, and said, "Dad, thank you."
Xuanyuan Yu looked at this scene, with a slightly sinister curve on his lips, and said coldly: "You two boys are ten thousand years too early."
Su Ling snorted a cold air from his nose, curled his lips and said, "Tsk, why are you so handsome?"
The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's eyes twitched fiercely. His son was indeed as annoying as ever. If he gave him a little bit of a good look, he would immediately start to wonder what his last name was.
Ling Luo couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud. This father-son relationship is really laughable.
Seeing that her husband and two sons were able to safely suppress the oppression of the demonic light in the outer area of the area, Ling Luo began to shift her gaze and take stock of the surrounding environment and situation.
The Garden of God, as the name suggests, is a garden.
Here, there are colorful flowers and exotic plants planted everywhere, and at least half of the varieties have been said to have been seen before, but have never been heard of.
The flowers here are all very big and bright, and the golden Buddha light is swaying on them.
She even heard these flowers whispering and smiling, just like ordinary humans talking.
"You are so beautiful today."
"The same goes for you, you drive more colorfully."
"That's great. I got a fruit today. It's small, just a spore. I want to grow it."