I saw Ye Hanxuan standing in the crowd with a smile, like an empty valley orchid, quietly exuding her own unique fragrance.

In the slamming ground, the dryness and evil intent between heaven and earth were purified by her, and the air became quiet.

The fourth master, who was already full of murderous aura and iron-blooded demeanor, softened his entire tone in an instant.

Looking at this scene, Han Er sighed enviously, he finally knew what it meant to turn a hundred Lian Steel into finger wrapping softness.

The princess is powerful, but the fourth master is happy!

The fourth master has a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, but he can only tolerate Ye Hanxuan alone.

Ye Hanxuan was alone in the world, but he was only waiting for the fourth master.

Obviously in the noisy Chinese market, the fourth master and Ye Hanxuan seem to have the kind of relationship that no one else can insert in the space of their own two people, which makes many girls heartbroken.

"What should I do, the fourth master and the princess are too compatible and too affectionate.

Why did I suddenly feel that my love for the fourth master was a blasphemy against the love between the two of them? ”

"I—I'll never love again."

has seen such love, how can she look at the man next to her.

But this kind of love that every woman longs for makes her even more reluctant to destroy.

Oh my God, why did you give us such a problem?

Originally, looking at the heroic posture of the fourth master, many people had the same idea as Huang Jiao, no matter how big or small, no matter whether they wanted to be shameful or not, as long as they could stay by the side of the fourth master.

But after seeing this scene, most of the women were timid.

"Mother."

Riding on the tall horse, Baozi and Tangyuan found that their vision became wider again.

Seeing that he was taller than others, the buns and dumplings were even happier.

Tang Yuan kicked his calf, and after finding Ye Hanxuan's figure, he directly waved his little arm happily at Ye Hanxuan.

"Dad, mother, mother."

Baozi also pulled the sleeves of the fourth master, looking like he wanted Ye Hanxuan to ride on the horse.

"I'm back."

The fourth master got off the horse with the two children in his arms, stood in front of Ye Hanxuan, and said a word full of affection.

"You know, my child and I have been waiting for you to come back."

Ye Hanxuan's eyes were wet, and she nodded vigorously, she always knew that the fourth master would definitely come back.

"Is it really just waiting for me?"

As he spoke, the fourth master twisted his eyebrows.

The fourth master was curious before, and the nomadic people had never given up trying to find him and Ye Hanyong, but overnight, Mu Erchi withdrew all his hands.

It wasn't until he met Ye Jitan again that the fourth master knew that Ye Hanxuan's courage was so big, knowing that there was something wrong with Jincheng, and he also followed him into the hill of death.

Others didn't know what Ye Hanxuan's purpose was, but the fourth master guessed it with a guess.

"Fourth master, I have a child."

Seeing that the fourth master retracted his warmth and had the momentum of settling accounts with himself, Ye Hanxuan smiled and said that he was a person with a trump card.

"Again?"

Hearing this news, the fourth master was really surprised and delighted:

"Did you know before you went?!"

Thinking that Ye Hanxuan knew that she was pregnant, and dared to go to such a dangerous place as the Hill of Death, the fourth master couldn't wait to grab Ye Hanxuan and beat her buttocks fiercely.

But in the heart of the fourth master, it was more of an impulse to hug this woman into his arms and have a good intimacy.

Enough is enough, really enough.

No matter what his previous life was, how much God owed him, as long as he was given a Xuan'er, he would never complain in his life.

"Brother."

Baozi pointed at Ye Hanxuan's stomach and screamed.

"Sister."

As if joining in the fun, the glutinous rice balls also added.

"Whether it's a brother or a sister, you all have to take good care of him."

The fourth master took a deep breath, stuffed the rice balls into Ye Hanxuan's arms, held the bun in one hand, and hugged Ye Hanxuan's waist in the other, and walked back under the observation of everyone.

The fourth master used his own attitude to tell the people of the entire Golden Wind Pass that in this life, only Ye Hanxuan was qualified to compete with him.

"It's too nonsense!"

It was also at this time that Ye Jitan learned that when her daughter came a few days ago, she was already pregnant.

In this regard, Ye Jitan was only angry and did not forgive.

"Sister, I won't help you this time."

Ye Hanyong wrinkled his face and looked at Ye Hanxuan disapprovingly.

"Is your leg alright?"

Seeing that Ye Hanyong's legs had been fixed and knowing the ins and outs of the whole thing, Ye Hanxuan was naturally relieved of his younger brother Xiong.

In order to confuse Huang Jiao, Brother Xiong deliberately behaved childishly and ridiculously in front of Huang Jiao, which tripped Huang Jiao and asked the fourth master to take the time to burn the grain and grass of the nomads.

Speaking of which, this incident, Brother Xiong can be regarded as a great achievement.

"It's not about my legs now!"

Ye Hanyong kept a straight face and did not let Ye Hanxuan change the topic.

"Buns, dumplings, this is my little uncle, remember."

At this time, Ye Hanxuan unceremoniously pushed her son out.

Baozi and Tangyuan were originally very impressed by Ye Hanyong's uncle, and as soon as they were pushed out by their mothers, Baozi and Tangyuan looked curiously at Ye Hanyong's legs wrapped into zongzi.

"Uncle, does it hurt?"

"Uncle, I'll help you blow it, and it won't hurt if you blow it."

Baozi and Tang Yuan had a cute little face, knowing that Ye Hanyong was injured, so they pouted their little mouths and blew for Ye Hanyong.

"Good, the buns and dumplings are the most well-behaved, being blown by the buns and dumplings like this, the little uncle doesn't hurt at all, and the little uncle's injury will be healed tomorrow."

Facing the two little nephews, Ye Hanyong didn't have the ability to parry at all, and faced the two little nephews with a smile.

"Well, Uncle Hurry up and take us to play."

"Uh-huh."

As soon as Baozi and Tangyuan heard that they were so powerful, as soon as they blew it, their little uncle's injury would be healed tomorrow, and they became more and more happy.

In the impression of steamed buns and glutinous rice balls, the little uncle is the "three escorts" who accompany eating, drinking, and playing.

For people like this, steamed buns and dumplings are naturally the favorites.

"Where's the Black Armor Rider?"

Seeing that the two sons had already subdued Ye Hanyong, Ye Hanxuan raised his head and looked at Ye Jitan.

The fourth master had already gone back to the room to freshen up, so there were some things, Ye Hanxuan could only ask Ye Jitan first.

Regarding the nomadic people, Ye Hanxuan had heard about it.

Under the cover of the mound of death, the nomads are like hundred-legged insects, dying without stiffening.

Since the nomads are most concerned about the population problem, seeing those men who are not convinced, Ye Jitan will go on a killing spree.

But anyone who dares to resist, Ye Jitan will lead the slaughter without asking a word.

For this reason, the number of nomadic men was suddenly reduced by more than half.