When Blood Feng came out of the customs, he saw his sister lying in the courtyard with a sad face, and Red Lotus was serving on the side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When her eyes moved to Blood Feng's side, she saw that a white figure had rushed towards Blood Feng, and the corners of her gentle mouth couldn't help but curl, and she heard a low laugh, so she raised her hand and wanted to stand up, but Red Lotus stepped forward quickly to ask Blood Feng. Wen Wen couldn't help but joke: "I was raised in captivity before I was old, if I was old, I wouldn't be able to offer food to open my mouth to stretch my hand?" ”

"Sister, what's wrong?" Blood Feng walked over with Shan Yunxing, looked at the little maid around Yingying Yanyan, and couldn't help but smile, "Could it be that she is pregnant?" ”

"Phew, you guy, why are you so indecent." Gentle and Weihe, looking at the blue sky, couldn't help touching her belly, "I'm not ready to be a mother." ”

Blood Feng was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched, looking at her kind appearance, his heart was overturned, if his sister was pregnant, where would he go to the hospital to deliver the baby? Do you need to find a confinement nanny?

"Indeed...... We're not ready yet......" Blood Maple muttered, looking at him gently and confusedly.

After another three months in it, I can often hear the neat queue shouting, eating and drinking gently has become extraordinarily leisurely, in addition to refining alchemy with the logistics and making medicinal food, she is writing and writing, learning embroidery and the like, and the whole person seems to have recovered to the deep lady in the Wen family's courtyard.

I had been in it for five months, and it was only five days outside, and when I stepped out of the small courtyard gently, a divine thought swept away and there was no cultivator below the Yuan Infant Stage, and I couldn't help but recall that when I was a little disciple, I fought hard for those pills, and I cultivated desperately in order to become a disciple of the Yuan Infant Period, and a burst of emotion came to my heart.

Looking at Leng Wuxin, who was standing in front of the army, wearing a navy blue robe, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he wanted to say another long sword, and his loud voice revealed an irresistible majesty, this was the sense of oppression of the superiors, and this was the iron-blooded general who galloped on the battlefield. Listening to his morale-boosting words, his gentle heart was a little enthusiastic, and he couldn't wait to kill the enemy with his sword and serve the country.

The old man Baicao was the first to notice the gentleness, walked towards her, gently pursed his lips and showed a light smile, and shouted: "Grandpa Baicao~ I've worked hard for you these days." ”

"You little girl is really getting bigger and bigger, hey~" The old man Baicao lovingly stroked her head, talked to him softly and softly, and asked about the plan for this battle by the way.

The basic time of gentleness is to eat, sleep, alchemy and cook, and when she reaches the earth immortal, she will be restricted from being able to break through to the next great realm at all, and she has been pressing the cultivation of the gentleness in the great consummation of the earth immortal, and now she can't soar, "Roundabout policy? Wouldn't it be better to deter them if we attacked directly? "The so-called woman's opinion.

The old man shook his head: "If you can dominate the world, you must be a short-lived emperor." ”

Gently pursed her lips, she didn't have the slightest interest in the emperor or anything, "Three wives and four concubines are not a good thing, not to mention the three palaces and six courts, it is troublesome to have more women." ”

The old man Baicao couldn't help but be happy: "What if the cold boy also has three wives and four concubines?" The taller the man stands, the more women he will attract. ”

This time she was stunned by Wen Wenwen, she looked at the old man Baicao with some confusion: "The higher you stand, the more sometimes you can't help yourself, if I really encounter such a day, what should I do?" ”

I regretted it a little, looking at this Nizi's sad face, I just wanted to comfort a few words, but I saw Gentle Stretch her brows, and there was a crisp and tactful low laugh in the air like the cry of a yellow warbler.

"If there is a day, I will surely punish that woman with my own hands, even if I am the enemy of the world, I am gentle and fearless."

Her smile was extremely sweet, as if she was soaked in a rich and mellow honey jar, which made people sweet to the bottom of her heart, but the old man knew that this little girl was definitely not joking.

Picked up this topic, chatted for a while, and the team dispersed over there, leaving the field in an orderly manner to continue today's training, Leng Wuxin was discussing specific matters with Blood Feng and a few people above the tribulation period, and gentleness was followed by Red Lotus.

Seeing Gentleness, these people saluted one after another, and Gentleness exempted them from courtesy, and laughed and ridiculed Xuefeng: "You are a brother and a father and a mother, why did you lose the child at this time?" ”

Blood Feng pursed his lips and teased, "He's following Ah Beast to steal food in your kitchen right now, right?" My sister has to hurry up and bring out these two gluttons, otherwise I will find that there is no medicinal food left when the gang starts, which will slap my sister's face in the logistics department. ”

"It's not so easy to empty my medicinal diet, and now that this child has also entered the Jindan period, you should also have a lot of peace of mind, right?" She bent her eyes and looked at Blood Maple dotingly, no matter how she said that Blood Maple was her younger brother, her most beloved brother, she said that she would let him carry, raise, and protect herself, but she still couldn't help but take a shot, love the house and Wuma~ Besides, Shan Yunxing's child is indeed pleasing to people, and it is even more intimate.

Leng Wuxin reached out and rubbed his gentle head: "If you like it, give birth to one." ”

Seeing Leng Wuxin's eyes flickering, he smiled softly: "This matter is not in a hurry." ”

She still doesn't know that this cultivator is pregnant in October, and at this time the war is raging, if she is pregnant, if something happens to her family, she is anxious and can't take care of it, how can she still raise the fetus with peace of mind?

Muttering was heard by this group, one by one covered their mouths and smiled, and turned their faces away, except to caress her head coldly and lovingly, and their dark eyes poured deep love.

As the saying goes, full of warm thoughts, this training is gradually coming to an end, and Leng Wuxin has also freed up time and gentleness.

Yawned lazily, gently dressed up by the red lotus, and when he was combing his hair, Leng Wuxin woke up, his sleepy appearance looked harmless to humans and animals, and the collar of his clothes hung down, revealing half of his white shoulders and snow-white chest, and he was a little lazy and half of his body was raised to look at the woman in front of the dresser.

Gently looking at this fragrant scene from the mirror, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and couldn't help sighing: "Everyone in the world says: 'Red face and bad water', but I don't know that those with blue faces are more arrogant and fragrant, which makes women in the world sigh to themselves~"

Leng Wuxin's reaction was half a beat slower, and he realized that the "disaster water" in his husband's mouth that "makes women ashamed of themselves" was himself, and he snorted dissatisfiedly.

The red lotus's shoulders trembled suspiciously, but it made the gentle mood a little happy, and today it was combed in a cross bun and decorated with fresh flower clusters. The gray and white tunic skirt is covered with a goose yellow velvet plum blossom gown, and there is only a wooden bracelet and ring on her hand, but a delicate sachet is pinned to her waist, and the pink and white background is embroidered with silk and white flowers, which are particularly beautiful.

"Are you lacking?" Leng Wuxin hummed with a lazy smile after eating and drinking.

Gentle Yanran looked back, and there was a hint of viciousness in her eyes: "Lian'er, open the window next to the soft couch, I want to read a book on the soft couch for a while." ”

Honglian covered her mouth and chuckled, and responded by gently helping her to go up to the soft couch.

The blue sky, lush outside the window, wafting sweet taste, is oranges, and the gentle eyes are a little confused. As if knowing her thoughts, Honglian held a plate of small snacks: "Grandma, this is an orange tart made in the kitchen, do you want to try it?" ”

Gently motioned for her to put it aside, and withdrew her mind from the memory, her whole body was still a little soft, and after reading a few pages of the book, she felt a little tired.

Leng Wuxin freshened up and dressed neatly, walked into the side room, and saw that Wen Wen fell asleep with her hands up, the thick and soft green silk hung down on the couch, and the light outside the window fell on her body, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to break this picture. Red Lotus saluted like Leng Wuxin, and was hesitating whether to wake up Gentle, Leng Wuxin made a gesture, and Red Lotus stepped aside.

He stepped forward slowly, took the book from her hand hanging on the couch, put it aside, and brushed the naughty hair that fell in front of her ear behind her ear, and suddenly saw a small vermilion mole appear on her white neck, and her hand stiffened, which woke Wen Wen up.

When the hazy eyes finally saw the person in front of him clearly, the gentle almost action braked urgently, and looked at Leng Wuxin with a little apology: "It's really a little tired." ”

The broad palm softened her little head: "If you are tired, go to sleep for a while, and tell the next person to do today's business, don't be too tired." ”

Gentle was when she was sleepy, a little strange but she didn't care too much, and waved her hand lazily: "I haven't had three meals normally for a few days, and I called Blood Feng at noon and they all came back to have a meal with me, and I didn't suddenly feel a little melancholy." As soon as the words fell, the sound of even breathing came into Leng Wuxin's ears.

Honglian couldn't help frowning a little worriedly, beckoned to her coldly, walked outside, whispered a few words, and hurriedly left the house.

found the blood maple on the school field, and ordered a few people to find all the Tibetan beasts and the old man of Baicao.

Seeing Leng Wuxin's solemn expression, Xuefeng gave Shan Yunxing a miscellaneous notebook, and the quiet atmosphere in the room made him feel a little uneasy, and asked, "Brother-in-law, why are you so anxious to let us come over?" But what happened to my sister? ”

Leng Wuxin, who had always been calm and relaxed, took a breath, seeing him acting like this, the three of them couldn't help but be a little worried, could it be that something really happened to Wen Wen? But she didn't stay in the space these days, could it be that she was poisoned during alchemy? However, her Tianmu Water Spirit's physique has an extremely strong immunity to poison, and besides, how could she be easily poisoned by an eight-rank alchemist in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm?

"What the hell is going on? Leng boy, don't scare the old man so much, say it quickly! What the hell happened to Yau Yau? ”

Leng Wuxin's expression was a little strange, and he relayed what he saw to them.

"Can you see that? Are you sure it's a vermilion mole? The old man clenched his fists and forced himself to ask calmly.