“OK！ Got it! Chu Ci hung up the dialog box, and his strong spiritual power swept away all the videos from Soul Splitting No. 2 in fifteen seconds, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that the other self actually made a big scene, his wife and children were hot on the kang, and he had a bumper harvest in career and love, plus he was smuggled in the past, and he made such a big move, and he was suddenly focused on by the Heavenly Dao of the Fairy Sword World, and even the main god couldn't pull it back for a while.

It's embarrassing!

Chu Ci touched his chin and tried to call Soul Splitting No. 1, but at present, the main god space and the fairy sword world are in a synchronous link in different time and space, and there is a flow difference between the time of the main god platform and the time of the fairy sword world.

"The main god space has existed for so long, there will definitely be all kinds of accidents, I think you should have a good suggestion."

Bai Yuan sighed, and a trace of admiration appeared on his face: "I feel that you are quite powerful, without the protection of the main god's seal, you have reversed the development process of the world on a large scale, and you have also soaked in the descendants of Nuwa, who is equivalent to the protagonist of Tianding, and now you even have children." If Heavenly Dao is conscious, eighty percent will eat your split soul alive. ”

Chu Ci: "So, is there a solution, don't forget that my other soul is still working for you." ”

"Of course there is, and it's easy for you."

……

In the spring of March, the peach blossoms are splendid, or the peach blossom forest, the pink petals are flying, and the carved fence is still there.

There were dozens of long breaths around him, hidden in the dark, and as soon as the flying sword fell, it immediately surrounded it.

"Private garden, stop coming!"

More than a dozen breaths rushed first, blocking Chu Ci's footsteps, everyone was a big master above the Yuan Infant Stage, and there were even seven or eight old women in the Yuan Shen Stage, silver hair trembling, old and strong.

"Wait, my own people!" As soon as Chu Ci saw the clothes and costumes of these middle-aged and elderly women's groups, he immediately linked them with the Holy Aunt, and hurriedly put away his sword and raised his hands.

"Your own people? It turned out to be you! ”

There was a cry of surprise in the peach blossom forest, and a Jurchen monarch in the fit period appeared from the sea of flowers, with a childish face, like a brilliant face, isn't it the holy aunt.

It was the first time that Chu Ci found out that the Holy Aunt turned out to be a true monarch-level master, but it didn't matter, the main god could pull him back at any time, even if he had the opportunity to come back in the future, he couldn't offset his fault of not being by Zixuan's side.

"Is Xuan'er in there? How is everything? "Chu Ci hasn't been by Zixuan's side for nearly a month, and he really misses it so much.

"Go in and see for yourself." The Holy Aunt motioned to the protector of the Holy Aunt lineage to return to its original place, and at the same time led Chu Ci to the attic.

Chu Ci stepped on the stairs and pushed open the boudoir, just in time to see an extremely beautiful scene.

The lazy morning light shredded through the beaded curtain, softly sprinkled on the beautiful woman's soft hair, the picturesque woman leaned on the couch begonia spring sleep, the slender eyelashes hung down peacefully, the ruddy little mouth pursed a shallow smile, softly exuding maternal tenderness.

Chu Ci was hit to the point all of a sudden, and his heart was full of warm warmth.

The "purple" holy aunt followed behind, and just as she spoke, she was quickly stopped by Chu Ci.

Entering the house and taking off her boots, Chu Ci carefully picked up Zixuan, as if holding a peerless treasure, this woman who exuded maternal tenderness seemed to be really tired, and she was not awakened, but seemed to have found a warm haven, adjusted her sleeping position, and continued to rest in Chu Ci's arms.

When the sun set in the west, Zixuan woke up with her beautiful eyes, raised her head, and suddenly met her eyes like morning stars.

"Husband, you're here!" Zixuan didn't seem to have woken up yet, but just said hello lazily, and her soft eyes that seemed to be closed and opened were thrillingly beautiful.

"Well, Xuan'er, I have something I want to tell you" Chu Ci seemed to be distracted, and it wasn't until Zixuan called him for the second time that he suddenly reacted and hugged this lover who promised life and death.

Although the time was wrong, the unknown return time made Chu Ci still can't wait to tell his identity.

Chu Ci looked at her quietly, waiting for a stormy question, after all, he was no longer a pure Murong Ziying, he had another identity, another life, and another relationship that was difficult to care about, and Zixuan, who was an ancient person, wanted to accept this concept of "people from outside the sky" from the main god space, it should take a short transition period.

"So, you want me to follow you out of this world." Zixuan was stunned by the other vast and vast world described by Chu Ci, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is that Sadako as beautiful as me?" ”

Chu Ci: "Most of the loud voices can't be reacted.

Zi Xuan asked again impatiently, in the face of this eternal problem, Chu Ci did not panic at all, and opened his mouth to say: "Of course you are beautiful!" He said this without a weak heart, although he has his own merits in appearance, but Zixuan, who is pregnant, has more heart-warming maternal tenderness than Sadako, and surpasses Sadako in temperament.

Temperament is such a thing, you can't see or touch it, you can say whatever you want.

"Slippery head!" Zi Xuan smiled lightly and did not dwell too much, which made Chu Ci extremely surprised.

"Do you think I'm going to scold you? Let's not say that you are the father of the child in my womb, the reason why I like you is not a disciple of Qionghua, nor is it a real person in the infancy. What I like is the simple you, whether you are Murong Ziying or Chu Ci, you are always you. Zixuan hugged Chu Ci's neck, exhaled like an orchid, and chuckled: "Besides, listen to what you say, that main god space is countless times more powerful than Pangu Father God, and it may be able to solve the fate of the Nuwa clan being passed down from generation to generation, and there is only one person left in the world." ”

"This" Chu Ci was silent when he heard this, in fact, he had already prepared a second plan to deal with the situation that Zixuan's divine power was absorbed by his daughter after giving birth, but it was only after the main body contacted him that he realized that he was thinking too simply.

"I really want to see our children born and grow up happily." Zixuan fantasized about a happy and happy life in the future, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, Chu Ci had to swallow the words into his stomach, maybe it would be better to wait for Zixuan to give birth.

……

October was pregnant, a baby's cry broke the silence, and the Holy Aunt, a great master of the True Monarch level, was full of exhaustion, and came out of the house with a big red swaddling cloth, inside was a small baby, the skin on his face was wrinkled, pink and tender, and his eyes were closed, like a little monkey.

"Mother and daughter are safe!"

The holy aunt sent the swaddling clothes to Chu Ci's hands, Chu Ci clumsily held the baby in swaddling clothes, and suddenly felt at a loss in his heart, what was in front of him was his child, he actually had a child, like a dream, so that Chu Ci lost his mind for a while, and then a huge joy drowned his whole body and mind, and the joy and pride of being a father made Chu Ci laugh stupidly.

The house has been cleaned up, as a monk, except for being a little weak, Zi Xuan has no problems anywhere else, leaning on the bed and smiling at Chu Ci carefully holding the child and walking in, only to feel that it is all worth it.

Being a father for the first time is really a wonderful feeling, Chu Ci has a feeling of unreality, but this unreality becomes real in the crying of his daughter Qing'er.

bathed her daughter and made her happy, Qing'er's cheerful laughter almost melted Chu Ci's heart.

In the warm days of a family of three, if there is still a trace of haze, it may be Zixuan's weakening body.

The hereditary divine power of the Nuwa clan represents the 'god' in the 'spirit god' of the Pangu father god, and there is no second Pangu father god in the fairy sword world, so the Nuwa people who represent the 'god' cannot exist two at the same time, and with the consequence of Qing'er's strong growth, Zixuan's divine power and bloodline are declining day by day.

This is a dead end, there must be Nuwa people left in the fairy sword world, otherwise without the support of the 'gods', the fairy sword world will be destroyed, but there can only be one Nuwa people, which violates Chu Ci's bottom line.

"Xuan'er, it's time to make a decision."

Chu Ci hugged Zi Xuan, who was weak and even difficult to stand, and kissed her almost transparent cherry lips, his heart was like a knife, but as a husband and a father, he had the decision he had to make.

"After we leave, Qing'er will be taken care of by A-Qing, she will be fine, and the Qionghua faction will also shelter her. We'll be back in the future, and we won't see each other. Ah Qing, please! ”

"I will love Qing'er as my own daughter." Ah Qing hugged Qing'er and made a promise to Chu Ci and Zixuan.

In Qing'er's ignorant gaze, which he didn't understand, Chu Ci stretched out his hand to receive a spiritual light that appeared out of thin air, and the bottleneck that had not been loosened for a long time was immediately broken, and he was successfully promoted to the Yuan Shen Period, but his Yuan Shen Period was not the Yuan Shen who comprehended the rules of the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Sword World, and the Dao Perception that was incompatible with this world immediately made Chu Ci faintly feel uncomfortable being rejected and isolated by the world.

"Xuan'er!"

Zixuan understood, and immediately passed on all the Nuwa's divine power to Qing'er, and the life characteristics weakened to the point of almost death, Chu Ci raised his hand and struck, and the metamorphosis blood was integrated into Zixuan's body, and the vitality containing the mysteries of metamorphosis in death immediately maintained Zixuan's life.

A white light flashed, and Chu Ci and Zixuan disappeared in place, leaving the lonely A-Qing alone, holding a baby girl who was not yet sensible.

Ah Qing looked at the place where Chu Ci disappeared in a daze, and Qing'er began to cry in her arms, which made her scramble, and when Qing'er was put to sleep, the lovely person who fell into sleep peacefully in her arms was full of thoughts.

Freshen up and lean on the Peach Blossom Building.

Thousands of sails are not, and the slanting veins are long.

With a thread in your heart, and with whom to speak.

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This is the end of this volume, but it will come back later, and in an unbelievable way. (To be continued.) )