"Papapa!" Mo Chanxia slapped her a few times and knocked Dieyi to the ground, "Did you leak Madame's pregnancy?"

Dieyi lay on the ground and couldn't move, "The head of the family is angry, the little girl is just a mortal, Mrs. Meng takes care of her, she serves Mrs. wholeheartedly, and she doesn't dare to have two hearts!"

"Okay, don't be angry!" Yue'er took Mo Chanxia's hand, "Demon Venerable wants to know something, can you still stop him?"

Mo Chanxia shook off Yue'er's hand, "Hmph!" sneered, took out the sandalwood box and threw it to Dieyi, "The fetal pill given by Mrs. Demon Venerable, you can take a look." ”

Dieyi opened the box, "This is the elixir of Wind Valley, and it is indeed a top-grade fetal elixir." ”

Yue'er motioned to the maidservant to help up Dieyi, "You go down to rest first!" The head of the family is also worried about me and is distracted. ”

Yue'er walked behind Mo Chanxia and wrapped her hand around his waist, Mo Chanxia was amazingly thin, and her tentacles were uncomfortable, Yue'er put her face against his back, and said softly, "I'm dragging you down! Don't be angry, you send me away, so as not to become a burden to you." ”

Mo Chan Xia rubbed Yue'er's hand with her hand, turned around and held her in her arms, frantically sucking the taste of Yue'er's body, Yue'er's plump body, tight and elastic, seemed to be the only thing that could make Mo Chan Xia lose her coolness.

"Wow!" Mo Chanxia rudely tore off Yue'er's brocade robe, revealing snow-white skin, and suddenly, Mo Chanxia pushed Yue'er away and turned to leave.

Yue'er stood quietly in the room, like a lifeless porcelain statue, very tempting, and icy and jade. She rubbed her hand lightly on her lower abdomen, a meaningful smile on her face.

Dieyi waited for Yue'er to get dressed, and applied the ointment to Mo Chanxia's scratched neck, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Yue'er said softly and weakly, "Dieyi, paint your face too, it's all my fault." ”

"Okay, I've been ready since I decided to come to the Infernal Realm, but you, do you really want to keep this child?"

"The master allowed me to keep him, didn't he give him a tocolytic?" a smile appeared on Yue'er's face.

"Yue'er, you ......" Dieyi looked at Yue'er helplessly, Yue'er, who was pregnant, was a little less weak and a little stronger.

"You know the result, but you still give your heart, if that day comes, how do you choose?" Dieyi asked.

"I've been with him for a thousand years, that's enough!I will raise the child and continue the bloodline for him, and I can be regarded as living up to him!" Yue'er is still weak.

Dieyi shook her head helplessly, "Okay, okay, then I'll serve you twice as well from today, my little aunt!"

Mo Chanxia hid in the secret room, looking at the portrait on the wall stupidly, this is the portrait of Mo Yue brought back by his father from Yun Yao, the person in the painting is immortal, smiling and smiling, with autumn water in his eyes, looking forward to the brilliance, I still remember that my heart was beating wildly at that time, ecstatic, hoping that I would become strong overnight and marry the beautiful woman back.

"Ahh

"What's the matter, aren't you happy to be a father?" said the old hoarse voice in the secret room.

Mo Chanxia said hatefully, "Get out!" waved his hand in the void, "If it weren't for you back then, I wouldn't have become the person I am today, I wouldn't be the person I am today, it's you, let me lose all my immortal power, it's you, let me be expelled from the Mo clan, it's you, let me lose Mo Yue!"

"Hahahahaha! Isn't it your desire to make you what you are today? I didn't force you!" said sarcastically, "Back then, you were in a hurry to get mad, I was kind enough to save your life, you were expelled from the Mo clan, who took you in and taught you the art of illusion, you became lovesick, who found you a beautiful woman?"

Mo Chanxia sat on the ground in despair, muttering to himself, "I'm useless, I'm useless!"

"You listen to me well, what is the Demon Venerable, I can give you what you want! The power I planted in the Valley of the Wind was uprooted by Feng Mo, Hei Qi was exposed, Feng Mo sent him to kill Qi Xuan, you can get him out for me, I will tell you the use of the Dementor Pill, you first control all the people of the Wang clan in your hands, and use it completely for you. The voice in the void said slowly.

"Yes, the apprentice knows!" Mo Chanxia calmed down and respectfully agreed.

"That's right, that Mo Yue is a red face and trouble, I heard that several family heads are jealous for her, and even the killing of Qi Yue is fascinated, but she can make a fuss about her, but she is our only hope to get the power of Daigo, you grasp the measure, after the matter is completed, your great cause has been accomplished, and a Mo Yue is not at your disposal. The old man's voice had a kind of magic that captured people's hearts, and Mo Chanxia's mind involuntarily drove him.

"Bring a few of the people from the Wang family over", Mo Chan Xia commanded, Master Xuan hurriedly went to pass the message, Mo Chan Xia urged the Soul Pill, and looked at the person in front of him suddenly lost his mind, "Peel off his skin!" Mo Chan Xia gave an order, and the Wang clan picked up the knife and cut it to the people around them without hesitation, wailing for a while, peeling each other's skin with knives, crazy and devoted, until there was a white bone left, and there was no intention to stop.

Mo Chan Xia Leng looked sideways, there was a kind of perverted comfort in his heart, lying on the soft couch on his side, admiring the bloody scene in front of him, Xuanshi couldn't help it, his stomach turned over the river and the sea, and quickly slipped out, under a big tree, vomiting wildly.

The so-called Infernal Hell is nothing more than that, Mo Chanxia returned to the main courtyard with satisfaction, called the maidservant, soaked her body in the hot spring, squinted her eyes, "Let Yueniang come and serve!"

"The master of the house!" Yueniang was dressed in tulle, her plump body was faintly visible, enchanting and charming, twisting her body and picking up a soft cloth to help Mo Chanxia wipe her back, Mo Chanxia pinched her with her hand, Yueniang laughed presumptuously, "Oh, you hurt the slave family!

Outside the room, Yue'er was holding a soothing tea, quietly listening to the sound of hip-hop inside, her face was as usual, she was still soft and weak, and it took a long time.

"Babble!" The door opened, and the pale-faced Yueniang walked out, her body was still the thin gauze that couldn't cover her body, her messy hair stuck to her face, and she looked at Yue'er with a sneer, "Let my sister wait for a long time!"

Yue'er waited for a while, pushed the door in, Mo Chanxia sat at the tea table, holding a book, the wind outside the window blew in gently, Mo Chanxia's half-dry hair moved mischievously, Yue'er squatted down and put down the tea tray and put the soothing tea in front of Mo Chanxia.

"Hey me!" Mo Chan Xia didn't raise his head, Yue'er obediently handed the teacup to his mouth, Mo Chan pulled Yue'er over and sat on his lap, "Tired, sleep!" rubbed Yue'er's hair with his hand.