The drums of war were beating, the wolf smoke was rising, and the two armies were facing each other for a long time, regardless of victory or defeat.

The power that cannot be solved by human beings is all taken over by the Divine Doctor Valley, and Yan Ji has fought with them for a long time with a million puppets, and it will soon be completed.

She scolded a bunch of garbage and flew forward to meet me for a while.

The Valley Lord of the Divine Doctor Valley looked at the person who came, and his heart that had been silent for thousands of years suddenly beat violently, and his eyes were sad and stunned in place.

"Dandan."

Why is Peony in the enemy camp, isn't she already dead? Could it be that she was also instructed by the immortals to practice immortal arts?

"Dandan? Heh~ Go down to accompany your Dandan! ”

A black mist condensed in her hand, hitting his heart directly, and the valley master reacted, and a white light also appeared in his hand, one black and one white, and the collision shook the heavens and the earth.

"Dandan, it's me, Gu Yong."

He must ask about the things of the year! He would never believe that she had broken their oath so easily.

The two were bounced off by the force of the explosion, and their strength was equal.

"The top priority, take the other party down first!"

The people of the demon clan are cunning by nature, and they are afraid of using Gu Yong's feelings to influence his actions, Beichenqing reminded behind him.

Gu Yong nodded, reciting the heart-clearing mantra in his mouth, emptying those unbroken feelings, and his subordinates became more and more ruthless.

Dugu Lian sat outside the battlefield, drunk and bloody, his eyes did not have a trace of human emotion, reflecting the sea of corpses and blood, and a pair of black pupils gradually became scarlet when he saw Jun Ruxi, covering the entire eyes.

Raising his hand, it condensed into a red blade, flew out, passed through thousands of troops, and approached Jun Ruxi's eyebrows.

Beichen recited the term silently in his mouth, and a shield of light blocked in front of him, and the red blade penetrated, shattering the shield of light at the same time, he also broke away from his original orbit and chased after Gu Yong and the others who were fighting.

Dugu Lian drank the peach blossom wine brought from "Drunken Dream", tasted it slowly, and felt a little more sour than before.

The red blade fell on the mountain to the west, and in a moment the entire mountain collapsed, and everyone's faces changed.

Beichen Qing hooked his lips and made a secret signal with Jun Ruxi, a team of people rushed into the battlefield with a knife cart, and as soon as he went forward, he flew into the air with a few bundles of explosives, and pinched a fire trick to ignite the fuse.

Like dumplings, one after another explosives fell on the enemy phalanx.

The military spirit is great, one step and one drum, ten steps and one drum, stepping on a strong rhythmic beat, changing the formation regularly, sleeping the dragon and hiding the tiger, unexpected, changeable, and deceitful.

Dugu Lian does not lose his momentum, he is superior in character resources, strong and brave, see the moves, draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, and be wonderful.

The heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, thunder and thunder, sleet and snow poured down, and rivers of blood flowed, washing away the sky-rushing anger on the battlefield.

Gradually, the night fell, it snowed heavily, and the fog blew up, but the two sides still did not stop, the sky was cold, the mortal body had no resistance, and the palms of the hands were cracked so cold, and they still fought desperately.

From beginning to end, Dugu Lian never left the chair half a step, drinking wine, wearing a blue robe, and the elegance was infinite.

It seems that this war has nothing to do with him.

In the capital, she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to recuperate, and she recovered her skin injuries in more than half a month, but her stupidity made people helpless, every day like a child, pestering for sugar in late autumn, occasionally laughing at Xiao Zi a few times, calling his brother, and always making Xiao Zi's smile difficult to hide.

"Miss, we seem to have returned to the beginning, but not like the beginning."

Late Autumn followed behind her, looking at a piece of merry, everything seemed to be just a good dream last night.

The scene and the object of the Prime Minister's Mansion are so familiar, but they are also so unfamiliar.

"Sister Late Autumn~ Hehe, this plum blossom looks so good, I want to give it to my father."

Unintentionally put on his toes, reaching out to pick the most beautiful and reddest plum blossoms in the treetops.

Late Autumn sadly took her hand.

"Miss, it turns out that you still remember the old man."

looked at her suspiciously, smiled stupidly, and asked innocently and ignorantly.

"What is the old man."

Late autumn was stunned, did it turn out that the young lady said it subconsciously? She didn't remember anything, but her subconscious mind still helped her remember.

"It's Miss's father, but he's deceased." She pulled down the plum branch and pinned it to her heartless bun.

Suddenly, he covered his mouth unintentionally and uncomfortably, and helped the plum tree to vomit, and vomited several times but only vomited some sour water.

Wanqiu was worried, helped her back to the boudoir, and immediately called the house doctor, who put a piece of white cloth on her wrist, knelt by the window to carefully check the pulse, and for a moment he knelt on the ground happily.

"Congratulations girl, the queen is a happy pulse!"

Xiao Zixiao, who rushed to hear the news, stiffened his shoulders, and didn't know whether to be happy or worried, if there is chaos today, this kid is really not the right time to come.

Wanqiu asked again in disbelief, and after confirming that it was correct, she drove the house doctor out of the door!

"My young lady is pregnant, what a joy! Congratulations! It's not my child! ”

Child?

Unintentionally touched her belly strangely, uncomfortable and happy, does she have a baby?

Beichen Qing asked people to stop the house doctor and told him to keep his mouth shut At this time, he walked into the room to visit her.

I remember that she likes fish, he once sent a few small fish, but was eaten by mistake by steamed buns, I thought it was a pity to buy a few more, and recently I just gave her to relieve boredom.

For a few days, Wuxin suffered from morning sickness, had trouble sleeping and eating, and couldn't get any greasy things on it.

"Gott~"

She lay on her stomach by the window and spat acid water into the basin, and her whole stomach twitched in discomfort.

"Miss." Late autumn gently patted her back, and after she finished spitting and rinsing her mouth with water, she took out the sour plums and fed them to her mouth, and every time she ate sour things, she would be much better.

"Miss, they all say that sour and spicy girls are so sour, it seems that she is a little master."

Late autumn touched her belly and complained, in case the dog emperor died on the battlefield, wouldn't the young lady have to be widowed, and when the queen mother ascended the throne, the prime minister's mansion was suppressed, and the orphans and widows were miserable.

"Little baby, you have to be good, don't make trouble."

She patted her little belly, smiled happily, and ate a bag of plums, holding the hand of late autumn, and didn't eat it, only eating plums.

Late autumn hugged her and touched her hair like a mother.

"Okay, I'll get it for you, there's a lot more."

Wanqiu helped her lie down to rest, and turned to go to the next room to get the stock of plums.

Lying on the bed without a heart, grinding the plum kernel in his mouth, he didn't want to spit it out for a long time, staring at the pink curtain, and the outline of a face gradually appeared in his mind.

A sense of guilt welled up in her heart, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only roll left and right in melancholy, and she couldn't forget it for a long time.

"Chirp."

A bird flew in from the window with its bloody wings and landed on her snow-white mattress.

"Hanamaki, you're back, you're so smart."

Hanamaki was covered in wounds, and his feathers had fallen off a lot, but the little green on his forehead was still crisp, and there was no blood stained with it.

Heartless fingers touched its forehead, it closed its eyes in enjoyment, its feet softened, and it fainted.

"Sister Late Autumn! Hanamaki is it not dead, woo woo~"

Wanqiu, who was picking plums, heard her shouting and immediately ran over with half a bag of plums.

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