Chapter 116: Giving birth to a son should be like a jade dragon!
This is a huge mountain, floating in the void, on the top of the mountain, there is a jade-like green tree, crystal clear, with a strong vitality, but in this rich vitality, it exudes a heavy dead air. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
At the foot of this mountain, there are temples that rise and fall, scattered, sometimes there are spirit birds flying, and Rui beasts are circling.
The void rippled, but no one saw it, and a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared, his body was thin, and his face was sickly pale.
It was a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair scattered and a four-foot-long soldier hanging from his waist.
The young man stepped forward and appeared above the courtyard of a temple.
At this moment, in the courtyard of this temple, a young man looked anxious, walking up and down, looking up at the room from time to time, even more anxious.
"Uhhh
A cry of pain was like a knife resting on his heart.
"Second lady, hard, hard!"
"Ahh
"Quick, quick, hot water!"
"Second lady, work hard, you're coming out......"
"Ahh
"How so?!"
A middle-aged woman's voice came, the young man raised his head, the door of the room opened, and a maid with a sweaty face ran quickly: "Patriarch, the second lady stepped on the lotus, Lin Po said, adults and children, only one can be saved." ”
The young man's face became ugly, and a cry came from his ears, which made him even more violent, he knew that he had to be fast, otherwise adults and children would not be able to save it.
"Keep your lord!"
The young man gritted his teeth, and his face became paler.
The maid turned around, walked into the room quickly, and said to a middle-aged woman, "The patriarch said, keep your lord." ”
On the bed, the pale-faced woman heard the words and looked at the middle-aged woman
Son, said, "Keep the child!"
The middle-aged woman's face changed, and she said anxiously: "But madam, your origin is injured, and the child steps on the lotus, so you will die." ”
"I said, keep the child, Longtu is no more, I can't let him be left behind! Tell the eldest brother that this is my choice. Deliver the baby!"
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged woman sobbed.
After a cup of tea, a loud baby cry sounded, and the woman on the bed closed her eyes forever with a smile on her pale face.
The young man was holding the baby, and the woman on the bed was gone, and there was a smile on her lips.
The young man in white appeared beside the young man, but the strange thing was that neither the waiters who were kneeling on the ground and crying, nor the young man, seemed to have not seen his existence.
He looked at the baby, whose eyes were crystal clear, and there was no worldly red dust in them.
"From now on, you will be my daughter. ”
The young man looked at the baby girl in his arms and muttered, "Just call you...... Jade exquisite. ”
Jade exquisite!
The young man in white looked at the baby girl in front of him, and he didn't expect that this girl was Yu Linglong.
Who is that dragon figure?
The young man in white frowned, and at this time, he saw someone with a ruddy face, and ran in with an excited face: "Patriarch, Madame gave birth, gave birth, and it was a boy." ”
The young man with the baby girl in his arms looked gloomy, and the aura here was cold, and the person who delivered the message swept his eyes across the room, his face turned pale, and he fell to his knees, silent.
The young man summoned an old man, gave a few commands, and then turned and left the room.
The young man in white followed, and the young man turned a blind eye, as if the two were not in the same time and space.
......
......
In a secluded and beautiful courtyard, a pale woman in Tsing Yi held a baby in her arms, her expression was kind, and she exuded the brilliance of motherhood.
A young man in white and with a knife stood on a high wall, looking at this scene in the courtyard, without joy or sorrow.
At this time, a middle-aged woman appeared in the courtyard with light steps, and she waited quietly on the side, watching the housemother take care of the young master.
"What did he say?"
The woman in Tsing Yi asked softly.
"The patriarch has a saying, the young master should be like a dragon!"
"Like a Dragon......
The woman in Tsing Yi muttered, her gaze crossed the high wall and looked at the sky, as if she saw the peerless man, heroic.
The young man in white and the woman in Tsing Yi came face to face, but the woman never saw him.
The woman came back to her senses and said, "Giving birth to a child should be like a jade dragon!"
The middle-aged woman frowned, she seemed to see that person, but unfortunately, it is a pity, that person, that person is the most outstanding person of the younger generation of Yijiantian.
The world said that he would definitely become one of the nine king-level supremes.
It must be known that at this moment, of the nine kings of the Korean realm, only three kings have returned to the throne, the Lord of the Northern Liang Heaven, the King of the Northern Liang Heaven, the King of the Yang Heaven Han Wu, and the God King Dongfang defeated the sky.
As for the other six kings, they should be all the great powers!
But whoever becomes the Nine Kings enjoys the luck of the Korean realm, and is destined to become a giant, an existence that even the saints dare not provoke.
In the sword sky, there is a sentence among the people of the world that spreads from the supreme realm, giving birth to a son should be like a jade dragon map, it can be seen that the jade dragon map is so powerful, that is, the overlord of the Wen family, but also to be afraid of it, you must know that that one holds the position of the nine kings in his hands, as long as he does not die, he will definitely become one of the nine kings.
"Should you give birth to a child like a jade dragon, so that's it. ”
The young man in white muttered, looking at the baby sleeping in the arms of the woman in Tsing Yi, this is Yu Rulong, the young master of the Yu family.
So that's ......
The young man in white raised his head, his eyes became deep, and he muttered to himself: "Jade Dragon Diagram, Jade Meditation, could it be a person?" ”
As his words fell, everything in between, distorted and dissipated like a bubble.
"The mysteries of the perfect time are really terrifying!"
The boy's voice came out, his body shattered, but not a drop of blood flowed.
......
......
In a desperate situation, in the area of White Dragon City, in a forest.
The soul-slashing sword Lin Long sat cross-legged, cultivating his injured body, and the life-killing spear Duan stood on an ancient tree with his hands in his hand, looking into the distance, and the green clothes were ethereal like immortals.
Under an ancient tree, a girl in black held a guqin in her arms and guarded Fu Tuwei.
The young man sat cross-legged, the funeral knife was placed horizontally in front of him, above the center of his eyebrows, the three-inch knife was simple and unpretentious, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of time.
The three-inch knife sank into the young man's eyebrows, and Fu Tuwei opened his eyes.
What kind of eyes are they?
There seems to be red dust in the eyes, the vicissitudes of time, and it is terrifying.
In those eyes, there was a huge mountain reflecting the ups and downs of the void, and a jade willow that seemed to be as clear as jade.
Duan Li, who was standing on the tree, bowed his head and met those eyes.
Rumble!
A thunderclap sounded in his mind, his body was like thunder, and his drooping hair was flying, and it could be clearly seen that the tips of the three thousand black hairs were turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye......
Not far from Duan Li's side, where people tend to overlook, a middle-aged man changed color, and in the middle of his steps, he appeared beside Duan Li, and roared:
"Whew!"
The roar rang out in all directions, the scattered divine light in Duan Li's eyes gathered, the spear behind him buzzed, and he suddenly looked away, looking at the white-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the ground with palpitations, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.
It's horrible.
In just a few breaths, he has ten years of life, and it is gone!
Is this the mystery of time?
Sure enough, it lives up to the name of the taboo!