Ye Yan looked at this series of operations, and had to say that the guard was really lucky, if the prince knew that he didn't kill the baby, it was estimated that he would not survive.

Even this demon can't live, and the hunt of the palace is no joke.

A big demon can't withstand the wrath of the palace.

The woman in red is a great demon who has cultivated for 5,000 years.

She didn't live at the bottom of the lake, but on the side of a hill far from the city, and she came into the city today to buy something.

Hey, it's been a hard time these days, even if it's a big demon, you have to follow the rules of the emperors of the world.

She didn't have a spirit stone to buy things, so she had to come to the lake to find luck, she had heard that there were many rich and noble people in this lake who came to throw spirit stones to make a wish.

Regardless of whether there is cultivation or not, human desires are endless, even if they are in a high position, even if their strength is up to the sky, they still have what they want.

Isn't Duanwang an example?

Hongxin held an umbrella in one hand and a little baby in the other, and for a moment she regretted it, robbed a trouble, and maybe she would have to eat and drink Lasa in the future.

Thinking like this, she suddenly found that this was a bit of a hot potato.

Then she just wanted to throw the child to the ground and leave, when instantly a trace of red light appeared in the baby's body, and the red light was tinged with emerald green.

A jade plaque appears on the belly of a small baby.

Hongxin saw it at a glance, but there was only one word on it, and there was nothing else.

She didn't throw the baby away, but took it away.

Walking to the foot of the mountain where she cultivated, there were villages, and most of the people in the village were ordinary people, and there were very few cultivators.

Generations have lived by farming.

Hongxin observed for several days, and finally chose a family, she looked good, this family, there are only two husbands and wives.

He is about 30 years old, has no children, and looks a little old from working all year round.

She inquired that in the mortal realm, there are no children in their thirties, and they have physical problems, and it is estimated that they will not have children in their lifetime.

Looking at these two couples, although they are worn-out, they have no patches, and it seems that life is at least better.

As for why they don't raise those orphans in the city, it is estimated that they have also thought about it, no matter at any time, there are a lot of orphans, not that they don't want to raise them.

Instead, they feel that those children have grown up to a certain age, and even if they are raised, they have their own thoughts, which they can't change.

There are relatively few orphans of infants, and many of them do not live long after being abandoned.

Hongxin put the child at the door of the couple, and wrote Zhang Fanren's words crookedly.

She just learned, who still has to write, this is what she learned to write with blackened branches, and the paper cost her a small low-grade spirit stone to buy, and she bought a lot.

No way, this is the lowest price.

She was placed in the swaddling clothes of a small baby.

She stood not far away with an umbrella, quietly watching the reaction of the two couples.

The hostess, dressed in a coarse cloth and carrying a basket on her back, was about to go out, when she saw the little baby at the door, she was stunned for a moment, and then she looked outside, and saw that the baby's cheeks were a little red.

When I picked it up this time, I saw the words in the swaddling clothes, "Master, come and see what this word is." ”

The man walked out and looked at it for a long time before he read it: "I can't afford to raise it, so I'll give it to you." ”

After reading it, he said to his daughter-in-law: "I can't afford to raise a baby after giving birth, so I lost it and threw it to our house." ”

The hostess was distressed all of a sudden, holding the little baby and shaking it gently: "Oh! Iniquity. ”

(End of chapter)