Chapter 199: Eight Desolations Return to Ning, Son of Soul Fragments

On the sixth day of December, it was another cold winter, and there was a lot of snowfall.

The original Prince's Mansion has now become the Qingwang Mansion, and the sound of porcelain shattering came from the Sishuang Pavilion.

"What's going on? Or is it the same as before? ”

The Dragon Emperor asked with a frown, holding the hand warmer.

Xi Jue nodded, his tone was full of sadness, and said, "Back to the saint, today is Shuangshuang's birthday. "Xi Shuang has never had his real birthday.

The Dragon Emperor nodded, his face was a little sad, in that battle, he lost not only a son and a daughter-in-law, but both sons died in that war. Although he has now reconciled with the Stygian Clan, he still has a grudge against him.

After returning from the Flame Mountain, Leng Mo seemed to be a different person, even more indifferent, and even decadent to give up on himself, the Dragon Emperor shook his head, he didn't know how many years he could live, he only hoped that Leng Mo could cheer up quickly, so that he could entrust the country to him.

"It's snowing, and Amer's leg should hurt again." The Dragon Emperor said lightly, looking at the heavy snow outside.

"Rest assured, the Wind Clan Doctor Immortal Fengxian is almost in the Dragon Kingdom." Xi Jue replied.

The Dragon Emperor nodded, and with the support of the great eunuch, he rode the Dragon Emperor away.

Xi Jue looked at his distant back and couldn't help but sigh.

For more than a year, everyone has had a very hard time, and it seems that they have all aged ten years all of a sudden. The patriarch of the Feng clan abdicated to make way for Xian, Feng Tang became the new patriarch, and the Feng clan became more prosperous under his leadership, and Mu Zixian practiced medicine and medicine, and has become a well-known Feng clan medical fairy, however, he walked the rivers and lakes in the name of Feng Xian. And Xiao Qian became the new King of the Stygian Moon, leading the Stygian people to live a quiet and self-sufficient life, and since then they have not fought or grabbed, and they are enjoying themselves at the foot of the Flame Mountain. As for himself, he didn't want to return to Fengguo, and stayed in the Dragon Kingdom to become a cold and silent strategist, and the county lord Ling'er was already married. Several ancient gods have also reconciled, and the three kingdoms of the dragon and phoenix have also united to trade and benefit each other.

Xi Jue shook his head and was about to enter the house, but he heard the sound of horses' hooves falling to the ground.

"Brother Jue!" Mu Zixian came in with a pot of cherry blossoms from Luo Yinglin's specialty.

"Brother Mu." Xi Jue greeted him and bowed his head slightly, for more than a year, they had long forgotten how to laugh.

"King Qing still doesn't want to treat his legs?" Mu Zixian asked, and Xi Jue nodded helplessly.

Mu Zixian shook his head and walked towards Sishuang Pavilion.

For more than a year, he has been a frequent visitor to Qingwang's Mansion, and he didn't need the guidance of his subordinates, so he found the cold and silent room familiarly.

"Your Highness."

"Oh, you're here, sit down." Leng Mo didn't even raise his eyes, but said lightly. The floor was covered with ceramic shards, but he didn't allow anyone to come into his room to clean it, and the room was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Leng Mo's eyes were full of bloodshots, and his beard was not shaved. If he hadn't seen his past demeanor, no one would have believed that this lifeless person was His Royal Highness King Qing, who had been dominant for a while, and now he is only twenty-one or twelve.

"Don't you plan to treat your legs?" Mu Zixian looked at his slightly trembling legs and said.

Leng Mo drank the wine in his hand and shook his head.

"There's no need for that." He said with some self-pity and touched his unconscious leg.

"In another half load, your leg will really be curable." Mu Zixian said anxiously, and Xi Jue was also a little anxious.

"Leng Mo, you better hurry up and heal your legs, you are like this, if you know, you may not know how painful it will be." Xi Jue said.

"Twins." Leng Mo pinched his unconscious leg and muttered, "Shuang'er, I don't know anymore." ”

"Silence!" Xi Jue stood up and scolded angrily: "Are you worthy of Shuangshuang like this?!" She exchanged her death for the peace of the world and your peace, but you practiced yourself like this?! ”

"But she's dead." Leng Mo's eyes were slightly red, and he took out a small box from his sleeve, which contained a small Luo Shuang Divine Flower that fell in front of Xi Shuangsheng's Sacrifice Miao Yan Yuan, and Leng Mo gently stroked the flower, as if stroking Xi Shuang.

"Your Highness, it is recorded in the ancient books that a son is made from soul fragments." Mu Zixian looked at the small Luoshuang Divine Flower and said.

Mu Zixian actually went to check the classical books on purpose, because he knew that losing Xi Shuang's blow to Leng Mo, maybe a child could reduce this blow!

Sure enough, hearing this information, the cold and gloomy eyes suddenly shone brightly, shining brightly, "What you said is true?" ”

Even Xi Jue looked at Mu Zixian in disbelief.

I saw Mu Zixian nodding and said: "Sacrifice the Luoshuang Divine Flower with the blood of His Highness, after seven hundred and forty-nine days, an embryo will be formed, and it will be able to land as a baby in another ninety-nine eighty-one days." ”

"In other words, as long as I nourish the Luoshuang Divine Flower with my blood, I can create a child of me and Shuang'er?" Leng Mo asked suspiciously, obviously feeling a little unbelievable.

And Xi Jue also had an expression of disbelief.

However, Mu Zixian still nodded firmly.

"But......" Mu Zixian frowned and said.

"But what?!" Leng Mo asked eagerly.

"If this child lands, there is no mother, and the father can't play with him, I'm afraid it's pitiful!" Mu Zixian looked at Leng Mo's legs and shook his head.

"I'll govern, I'll govern." Leng Mo excitedly supported the table, stood up with only one leg that was slightly injured, and staggered, Xi Jue hurriedly helped him to sit down.

"Don't worry, don't hurt your leg again." Xi Jue said.

Leng Mo nodded, took Xi Jue's hand and sat down.

Mu Zixian and Xi Jue glanced at each other and nodded.

From that day on, Mu Zixian stayed in King Qing's Mansion.

Leng Mo also began to actively cooperate with Mu Zixian's treatment, and lay on the bed for a month with medicine and medicine, but this month, he still insisted on bleeding and moisturizing the Luoshuang Divine Flower every day, and gradually the Luoshuang Divine Flower changed from a faint pink to a bright red.

King Qing's Mansion regained its vitality, which made the Dragon Emperor, who had taken the time to come and see Leng Mo, very relieved.

The blood-nourished Luoshuang Divine Flower was kept in the secret room of Sishuang Pavilion, and Leng Mo would come here every night before going to bed for a moment and a half, looking at the middle of the Divine Flower, and gradually there was a prototype of a baby.

"You're my child with Shuang'er......" Leng Mo often laughed as he spoke, but sometimes he said and talked again, his eyes reddened.

He told all the stories to this son of soul fragments.

Three months later.

A baby's cry came from the Qingwang Mansion, and frost flowers bloomed on the ice coffin in the depths of Luo Yinglin......