Han Jingxi was as happy as a child, and soon he spread the good news to the Han family.

Old Man Han was also smiling, "I finally want to hold my grandchildren again, hahaha" He has been looking forward to this day for a long, long time, and now his wish is finally coming true.

Looking at Old Man Han's smiling face, Han Jingxi's eyes moistened again. Not only his father, but he has also been looking forward to this day for a long time, he and Li'er have gone through many hardships over the years, and finally got together and had their children.

Song Li reached out to hold Han Jingxi's hand and smiled at him.

Han Jingxi sniffed, suppressed the tears in his eyes, took Song Li into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Li'er, I'm so happy!" I love you! ”

Old Man Han looked at the two people hugging each other, and his smile was even brighter, "It's so good!" That's great! ”

In the following days, Han Jingxi guarded Song Li almost every step of the way, taking care of her meticulously.

Song Li's belly is also getting bigger and bigger.

"Li'er, I'm going to go out for a few days, Yiyuan has encountered some difficulties there, I have to go and help, or you stay in the small world, come with me." Han Jingxi looked at Song Li reluctantly, and gently rubbed her soft hair with her hands. Now he didn't want to leave Li'er for a moment.

Song Li smiled and nodded, she didn't want to be separated from Jingxi. Especially after having children.

"I'll go talk to Dad, and we'll go." Han Jingxi lowered his head and kissed Song Li's red lips, and carefully placed her on the ground.

"Hmm." Song Li nodded with a smile and watched Hanjingxi leave.

She yawned and slouched towards the bed. Since she became pregnant, she has been very sleepy, sleeping for more than ten hours a day.

When Han Jingxi came back, he saw that Song Li was already asleep, so he walked lightly to the bed, looking at her quiet sleeping face, and her thin lips curved into a shallow arc.

Reached out to pick up Song Li and took her into her own small world.

Song Li opened her eyes.

"Sleep." Han Jingxi gently coaxed, gently put Song Li on the big bed in the small world, and looked at her for a long time before leaving the small world.

Since Han Yiyuan and his party entered the ancient tomb, they have not found an exit, and in desperation, Han Yiyuan can only ask for help from Han Jingxi. Fortunately, communicators are not restricted here.

There was a sound of rustling footsteps, and Han Yiyuan hurriedly became alert, "Everyone step back." ”

As he spoke, he took out the talisman that Han Jingxi had given him before and prepared to attack. This ancient tomb not only has complex terrain, but also has a lot of zongzi, it has been almost two months since entering here, they have encountered hundreds of zongzi, and most of the team members have fallen, if he didn't have a talisman in his hand, he would have died here.

The next moment, Han Yiyuan's pupils shrank, and he saw dozens of zongzi appear in front of them, and judging from the characteristics of those zongzi, they belonged to the heaven-level strength zongzi.

The strength of zongzi is similar to that of ancient martial arts cultivators, divided into heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow, among which the heaven-level is the strongest, and the most powerful thing they encountered before is the earth-level zongzi, but they didn't expect that there are still heaven-level zongzi here.

Han Yiyuan hurriedly threw out the talisman in his hand, this was the last talisman, hoping to destroy these zongzi.

The talisman turned into a flame in the air, and it devoured all those zongzi in an instant.

Seeing this, the team members were excited.

"This talisman is really powerful."

"With this talisman, what are we worried about?"

Han Yiyuan smiled bitterly, "This is the last talisman, and when we encounter zongzi again, we can only rely on hand-to-hand combat." Now he only hopes that Uncle will arrive sooner.

"Ahh The team members let out a wail in unison.

"We continue to look for an exit." Han Yiyuan hoped to get out of this ancient tomb earlier. Although the storage bag given to him by the uncle had plenty of food and water so that they would not starve to death, this was underground, and there was yin qi everywhere, and if they stayed for a long time, even if they were ancient martial arts cultivators, they would not be able to bear it.

There was movement in front again, and Han Yiyuan looked at it intently, and his face changed suddenly.

I saw that not far in front of them, dense zongzi were rushing towards them, and the dozen or so zongzi in the lead were all heaven-level level.

Some team members noticed that there was movement behind, turned their heads to look, and their faces changed drastically, "There is also a back, we are surrounded." ”

Han Yiyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes became firm, he knew that they had no way back now, "Up!" He took out his weapon and shot at the dumplings.

The other team members also drew their weapons and began to attack.

It's just that their weapons hit these zongzi, which didn't use them at all, and those zongzi began to slowly approach them.

"Stop struggling, soon you'll be one of them." A gloomy voice sounded, and a black-robed old man appeared in front of them.

The black-robed old man raised his hand, and those zongzi immediately stopped moving forward, and he slowly walked in front of Han Yiyuan, "Boy, take out the storage bag on your body and give it to me, and I'll send you out." ”

He had been cultivating before, and when he woke up just now, he found that there were aura fluctuations in the ancient tomb, and he swept it with his divine sense, and saw that Han Yiyuan actually had a fourth-level flame talisman, and then swept Han Yiyuan's body, and found that he also had a storage bag, it seems that there is a cultivator behind this kid.

He was hunted down and killed a hundred years ago and came to this world, because this world lacks aura, he has been cultivating in this ancient tomb, and when he is bored, he goes out to catch some people and comes back, refining them into zongzi, and over time, there are more and more zongzi in this ancient tomb.

"Don't even think about it, I will never give it to you." Han Yiyuan protected his storage bag, which was given to him by his uncle and aunt, how could he hand it over to the other party.

The black-robed old man didn't care, "Then tell me who gave you this storage bag." The reason why he didn't kill Han Yiyuan immediately was because he wanted to know who the person behind him was, and he was worried that he would accidentally offend the strong. However, it is unlikely that he will come here, after all, this is a world lacking spiritual energy, how can a cultivator come here, unless he is as forced to do so.

"Why am I telling you?" Han Yiyuan snorted coldly. He wasn't scared, and he was sure that even if he said it, the other party wouldn't let him go, so he might as well not say it.

The black-robed old man stretched out his hand, and Han Yiyuan flew towards him without any resistance, and was choked by his old hand like tree bark, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

"Boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink, my temper is not very good, give you three breaths to consider, otherwise I will refine you into zongzi."

"You can try!" As a cold voice sounded, a powerful coercion pressed on the black-robed old man.