Inn.

Jun Luo walked out of the room, looked at the two people who entered the lobby, and smiled: "Ah, isn't this Zhongli Pavilion Master?" The heavenly sound in the ears of others was really annoyed by the sound of rain falling all night when Zhongli Mingyue seemed to disturb people's sleep; ”

"We're both going to have the same destination, but I'm everywhere. Jun Luo raised his eyebrows, put his cheek on his cheek, and quickly saw him holding the woman: "Miss Lanzhou is recovering well, she can already get out of bed and walk for two days, I think the pavilion master has not bothered less, right?"

Lan Zhouxiu frowned, just about to have a seizure, remembering this woman's ruthless methods, and finally just snorted coldly and hugged Zhongli Mingyue's arm. Jun Luo tugged at the corners of his lips, turned to enter the house, and closed the door. In the room, Wuyong's hand holding the tea stopped in mid-air, and her amber eyes looked at her lightly, and the woman in red spread her hands: "Okay, I thought this was my room, I'm sorry." ”

Even though she was embarrassed, she slapped her palm on the door and landed an enchantment. Wuyong raised his eyes and looked at her: "What is the matter with the Monarch Sword Lord, you want to talk about it behind closed doors?"

"Can't I do something behind closed doors?" Jun Luo raised his eyebrows and poured himself a cup of tea. The man in white ignored her frivolous words, and his tone was cold: "The cultivator of the middle level of the Sword Lord Earth Immortal, will you still be afraid that these two will attack you at night?"

"It's always good to be careful. Jun Luo said: "As we all know, the Water Moon Pavilion is attached to the Xia Clan, you and I know, Xia Pingya wants to pull you into an alliance, so I want to ask the Wuyong Prince, is the Water Moon Pavilion your ally?"

Wu Yong sneered: "Daizong Sword Village and Shuiyue Pavilion are thousands of miles away, what is the Monarch Sword Lord afraid of?"

The woman in red shook her head: "You can't say that, the land and sea are thousands of miles away, isn't there still someone going over?"

"He's blocking your way?" Wuyong's face turned cold, and his tone became cold.

Jun Luo nodded happily: "He ruined my business in Tanzhou." Seeing the man's indifferent gaze, she spread her hands innocently: "I'm just a businessman, the kind of mercenary." If he cuts off my business, I naturally won't sit idly by. ”

"I will. Without a trace of hesitation, Wu Yong said lightly. Jun Luo restrained himself from rolling his eyes, and tapped the teacup with his fingertips: "For some reason, if Wuyong Gongzi is willing, I want to join forces with you to deal with them, I don't know what Wuyong Gongzi wants?"

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the wisps of white smoke rising from the teacup, and said lightly: "This matter is not good for the life and death platform. Jun Luo shook his head: "You are too utilitarian. The Life and Death Platform must not be condescended to a few first-rate immortal sects, and if they want to ascend to the throne in the future, the Yu clan and the Water Moon Pavilion are the biggest competitors. The Yu clan was focused on the mortal world before, and it would take at least ten years to recover its prestige in the Xianmen, and the Water Moon Pavilion seized this opportunity, if it really gained a firm foothold, the first one to suppress in the future would be the Yu clan, and the second would be the life and death platform. Do you know why?"

Wuyong hooked his lips and looked at Jun Luo defiantly: "Because they are not utilitarian." ”

"Uh-huh. The woman in red nodded with satisfaction: "So what about the unfortunate son?"

"It seems that the Sword Lord already has an idea. The man in white put down the teacup and sat up straight: "I want to hear it." ”

Jun Luo snapped his fingers and smiled brightly: "The three major forgiveness of the Immortal Gate are unforgivable: those who bring disaster to the Immortal Gate and the people are unforgivable, those who help hide demons and evil ghosts are unforgivable, and those who are left behind in the Ling family are unforgivable." Seeing the man's playful gaze looking at him without speaking, Jun Luo let out a 'tsk' and looked away: "Okay, I know I'm all in charge." ”

"It's good to know. Wu Yong said lightly, as if he had forgiven the master of the student who knew his mistakes. The woman in red stood up, walked in front of Wu Yong, bent down slightly, and leaned into his ear; seeing that the man was still indifferent, drinking tea freely, she sighed in her heart and said softly: "I can make the Water Moon Pavilion angry, as long as the prince of Wuyong cooperates with me." ”

"In this immortal sect, anyone who has a relationship with the Ling family is not comfortable, Zhongli Mingyue makes me uncomfortable, so I will let him try it too. ”

Night. Yiyang City.

Since Mrs. Jiang was five months pregnant, Jiang Jingkui has been aggrieved that she slept on a temporary couch, for fear that she would not sleep well with her wife. This night, Mrs. Jiang habitually had insomnia, she felt that the child in her belly had been kicking herself, so tossing and turning a few times, Mrs. Jiang simply sat up; she wanted her husband to sleep with her, but she stood up tremblingly and was about to remind him, but the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air: Jiang Jingkui slept very soundly, it was the most relaxed since the rain made monsters, watching her husband finally sleep a solid night, Mrs. Jiang couldn't bear to scream, so she walked back to the bed and thought that she couldn't lie down until dawn.

She had just turned over with difficulty and fell asleep face in, when she heard a gust of wind outside, which made her panic. However, this panic only passed for a moment, and she knew that the immortals who lived at home had the power of heaven and would not let themselves have trouble. Thinking like this, Mrs. Jiang touched her mother's belly, which was bigger than her mother next to her, and the smile on her face was extremely happy.

The doctor said that she was pregnant with two in this child, and she hoped that it would be a dragon and phoenix fetus, and that it would be excellent whether the elder sister took care of the younger brother or the elder brother took care of the younger sister in the future.

"Ouch......" The little baby in the belly moved again, and Mrs. Jiang patted her belly lightly and hummed a lullaby softly. These two in her family, they sleep hard during the day, and they will toss people at night, and they must not worry that the boy must be a good seedling of martial arts, and the daughter's family must be as naughty as she was when she was a child.

The wind outside was louder, Madame Jiang frowned, slowly turned over, and heard a shout from the courtyard. She was startled and hurriedly called Jiang Jingkui: "Husband, husband, wake up! There seems to be movement outside." Jiang Jingkui moved impatiently, his brows furrowed and loosened, and finally opened his eyes, the noise outside became clearer and clearer, he coughed, wiped his face, put on his coat, and said to Mrs. Jiang: "I'll go out to have a look, you take the talisman well, don't go out." ”

"Okay, you stay safe. Madame Chiang replied softly, and pulled out the talisman from under the pillow and held it in her hand.

Crunch-Jiang Jingkui opened the door and was about to go out, when suddenly a lightning bolt struck, and the face of the woman in white in front of him was instantly reflected by the lightning, which startled him: "Ah! Immortal, Immortal, what are you doing so late?" Three hundred looked outside and said, "The monsters are here, they are all in the front yard, I will come to see if you and Mrs. Jiang are okay." ”

"Thank you Immortal for your concern. Jiang Jingkui wiped the cold sweat on his head, and his smile was a little far-fetched: "Then there is Lao Xianchang to take care of Mrs., the official will go to the front yard to see first——"

"Master Jiang!" A call suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard, and I saw the woman in white jumping down from the wall: "That black Jiao is here, are you and Mrs. okay?" She took two steps forward, and immediately found a person standing in front of the door, her hand touched the Thousand Wishes Bell on her waist, and murmured: "It seems that something is wrong." ”

"Ah, what, what, how are the two ......" Jiang Jingkui looked at the woman in white, and then at the one in front of him, his face changed: "You are a monster!"

The woman in white hooked the corners of her lips, put one hand on his left shoulder, and raised her hand like throwing garbage, if it was an ordinary person, she would have been thrown three meters away, but Jiang Jingkui was ruthless and couldn't let this monster pass, Hei Jiao didn't even throw him this time - "You don't want to touch my wife!" I don't know where the courage came from, Jiang Jingkui pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and stabbed it at the monster's neck, Hei Jiao sneered, the dagger was pierced on the dragon scales, and he bent directly: "The mantis arm is a car, and it is not self-sufficient." ”

"Husband!" Seeing that Jiang Jingkui was choked by the monster, Mrs. Jiang cried and was about to pounce, but was stopped by her husband: "Fu'er, don't ...... Come here, let's go...... Ah!" A crisp cracking sound sounded in his ears, Hei Jiao looked at Jiang Jingkui, and then at the woman on the ground, his eyes revealed a thick disgust: "What kind of husband and wife do you play?

Peng! A golden light slammed into the black Jiao's body, and the man shook for a moment, and the black qi lingered on his body, changing back to his own appearance. He looked back at the three hundred, a little disdainful: "Little girl, it really doesn't hurt at all for you to beat someone, my crescent moon tickles me heavier than you." ”

Three hundred sneered, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the Thousand Wishes Bell, and the bell rang loudly for a while: "Then you can tickle yourself yourself!"

"Spiritualism? I thought it was long gone, interesting. Hei Jiao's eyes were blurred for a moment, and the next moment he regained his clarity, he looked up and down three hundred eyes, saw the golden lotus pattern, and smiled meaninglessly: "It seems that you are from Penglai? Impermanence that old thing has long been dead, right? Otherwise, how could he not tell you that soul dementorship and illusion are useless to me!"

A dragon roar exploded in her mind, and the Thousand Wish Bell let out a mournful roar, stopped shaking, and fell to the ground with a clatter;

"Why are you ......" Three hundred looked at the black Jiao incredulously, but the man didn't look back, just threw Jiang Jingkui to the ground like a rag and walked into the house: "Impermanence, that old guy is a good hand of the Yin people, I have been yin by him a lot, hehe." ”

Mrs. Jiang looked at the black Jiao who was coming step by step, the talisman in her hand was almost broken by her, she tightly protected her stomach, retreated to the side of the bed, and shook her head with tears: "Don't, don't touch my child...... You wait for me to give birth to the child, and you come to arrest me again, okay...... I don't want my child to die, please!"

"Our husband and wife can grow your cultivation for a hundred years, my daughter has just been born, I beg you to let her go, she hasn't opened her eyes to see the world yet......"

The scene in front of him seemed to overlap with hundreds of years ago, Hei Jiao looked indifferently at the woman in front of him who was crying into tears and kowtowing to him with a big belly, and raised his foot and stepped on her head: "The essence blood of a pregnant woman and a child is worth five mortals. ”

With a low voice like the whisper of the king of Hades, Madame Jiang was stunned for a moment, reached out and grabbed his ankle, grabbed the fragment of the porcelain vase with one hand and pierced it: "Beast! I fought with you—"

Hei Jiao laughedly watched her scratch her hand to blood without leaving a single scratch on herself, and couldn't help but shake her head: "Mother is really the most ridiculous thing in this world. He was just about to step down hard, when a blue light broke through the window, and if it weren't for the black Jiao's quick withdrawal, the long sword would have been nailed directly to his head—"It's coming quickly." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi jumped in and blocked in front of Mrs. Jiang, the Qinghua sword was in her hand, Xia Han sneered: "Don't leave if you come." ”

"Yes, if you're willing to divide the bed in half with me, it's not impossible not to leave. Hei Jiao smiled lightly, and looked Xia Han up and down with a revealing gaze, the woman in Tsing Yi, her face was cold, and she quickly pinched a sword trick, and there were countless ice blades in the air: "Cold knife frost!"