European Emperor [Cultivation]

The thirteen sects in the Canghai Starfield were wiped out overnight, and when the matter was decided, it spread like an explosion.

First came the Daluoshen Mansion, followed by the Canghai Starfield, and the magic vines in the unknown starfield. The world of comprehension suddenly became turbulent again, and the righteous way was short of asking the magic cultivator what he wanted to do.

However, the ghost grandma was rampant, and the orthodox monks who went to rescue her were wiped out one by one.

If it's just a small fight, other sects will naturally not participate in it. Everyone cleans the door for themselves, and don't care about others. It is not indifference, but hastily intervening. Others may not remember such affection.

But when it may affect the entire cultivation world, it cannot be ignored.

"The struggle between the righteous and the evil has existed since ancient times, and it will continue to fight every hundreds or thousands of years." Jian Shuanghan stood on the top of the peak and looked into the distance. "If there is a fight, people will die. When will it end."

People from the Righteous Way faction, Fengtian Sword Sect also have to contribute their own strength, but the monks who are under the body will probably die if they go, all the sects and families send out the powerful people who are above the body, what is expected is Just extinguish the flame that seems to ignite everything. The battle between righteousness and evil ten thousand years ago almost drained the blood of the cultivation world, and such a thing can never happen again.

"Then unless all species are extinct," Chao Yan probed from behind him, "Master has also been sent?"

"Well," Jian Shuanghan nodded, "You are right."

Wherever there are people, there are disputes, whether it is the righteous way or the evil way, such disputes seem to never stop, which makes people feel tired occasionally.

"Master, be careful on the road," Chao Yan smiled, handed over a jade bottle and said, "It contains healing pills, and what Master protects is not those who fight maliciously, but those who yearn for a quiet life. Bless you from the rear, come on!"

Chao Yan patted his shoulder boldly.

Not everyone loves to fight, and sometimes they are helplessly involved in it.

Jian Shuanghan's pupils shrank slightly, nodded and said: "Okay, I..."

"If you promise, you don't need to say it," Chao Yan interrupted him quickly.

Jian Shuanghan wondered: "Why?"

Chao Yan couldn't say that generally those who made such a guarantee were those who set up a fg, he coughed and said: "We sword repairers need to do it, needless to say."

"That's right!" Jian Shuanghan's voice resounded.Then he set off bravely and vigorously.

Chao Zong's voice came from behind: "Is it really okay for you to fool Master like this?"

"What I said is the truth, although I don't know the effect of the blessing," Chao Yan opened and closed the folding fan and said, "But with Master's ability, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Once the Canghai Thirteen Gates were destroyed, I don't know if there was Qi Mian's handwriting afterwards," Chao Zong said standing beside him, "Such a rough method makes people somewhat suspicious."

"That person has never been the perpetrator, nor the manipulator, but the seducer, using people's hearts," Chao Yan said with a smile, "Put the bait in front of you, knowing that there is a hook in it, but some people still can't help bite."

With a greedy and lucky mentality, the blood-stained areas are blood-stained, and the struggle in the cultivation world is endless.

"Demon cultivators fight, there is filth in the righteous way," Chao Zong looked into the distance, with a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, "Although I hate Qi Mian to the extreme, some people are also rotten."

From the woman who didn't treat him as a human being at first, to Chao Yan's father later, to those filthy and hypocritical people, this world is indeed dirty.

"Come back to your senses," Chao Yan snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, "There are those people, but there are also trustworthy friends, like Ning Xu, like Wuxia, and like Master, what do you think? Can I just see one side?"

This world does have a dirty side, because everyone has selfishness, but there is also a clean side, the love of parents, the righteousness of friends, not all people will betray, not all people can't resist temptation.

Light and darkness always go hand in hand.

"I'm narrow-minded," Chao Zong blinked, took his hand and said with a smile, "Do you want to intervene in Lanqing Pavilion over the sea?"

"Beware of Moxiu's follow-up actions, lest someone plot against Master," Chao Yan shook his hand and said, "Although it's not good for us to enjoy ourselves in the back when Master is going to save people, but we have no time to listen Said that the walnut cheese on Jianhan star is very delicious, let's go eat it."

"No time to say?" Chao Zong smiled, "He didn't lie to you."

"That walnut cheese is indeed the worst," came Wuxia's cold voice, "Don't go."

He came slowly, his boots sank into the snow, and there was a creaking sound when he stepped on it, which made him feel very comfortable every time he heard it.

He used to like stepping on the snow without trace, but now he has learned this method from Chaoyan, and every time he steps on it, he feels very good.

"Look," Chao Yan frowned and said, "I told you, Wuxia never lied to me," he turned his head and said, "Will Wuxia go together?"

"I don't want to go," Wuxia said with a calm face. It is true that in this icy and snowy place, he feels alienated from others, but that's because he didn't have a snow magpie on his head, and he was still looking for a snow magpie on his shoulders. Back to Mi Tuan'er, with a small animal in his arms.

Whether it is a monster or a spirit beast, they are extremely sensitive to the breath, and the aura around Wuxia is extremely pure, which is what attracts these guys the most, at least compared to Chao Yan who is kidnapped by Chao every day and doesn't know where to go, staying by Wuxia's side Make them feel so comfortable.

"Let's go, together," Chao Yan pulled Chao Zong and began to jump off the cliff. If this happened in modern times, people would definitely think that the two of them would die for love.

Wuxia said no, but his body was very honest, and he took the four of them and followed Chaoyan and the others.

At night, the stars are shining brightly, and there are bright lights in the street market full of mortals. There are mortals, monks, and monsters passing between them.

There are many disciples of Fengtian Sword Sect's outer sect, who lived on it for many years and multiplied, and now it has a densely populated scene.

"This walnut cheese is really good," Chao Yan tasted a portion, licked his lips and said, "Well, it's just that there is too much sugar, boss, I want fifty servings to take away, less sugar."

Wuxia didn't speak anymore since he got down from the top of the peak. He just held the walnut cheese and ate by the side of the road like Chao Yan. Most of the crowd looked at him because of his extremely beautiful appearance, and Chao Zong naturally did not lack attention. Only Chao Yan didn't have many people looking at him, so he was happy and at ease, but Chao Zong was careful and thoughtful everywhere. The pampering was almost beyond words, but it also won him a lot of attention.

Hearing what he said at this time, some people showed surprise eyes, some people also showed slight disdain, but the boss was happy, Chao Yan didn't pay attention to the eyes of other people at all, and all he looked at were those delicious-looking foods.

Chao Zong didn't make a statement, he was already used to the behavior of hoarding grain at Chaoyan, and sometimes he was the actual implementer of hoarding grain, Wuxia was slightly curious: "How little did you buy?"

"Store it up, and you can eat it whenever you want," Chao Yan said, pointing his finger, "Young junior brother's, his Taoist companion's, you can try something new when master comes back."

No time to nod: "Many."

"You can also buy some other things. If you only eat one, you will get tired if you eat too much," Chao Yan said with a smile, and personally demonstrated to Chao Zong what is enough is enough.

No time to nod.

Chao Yan pulled Chao Zong's hand, hooked his fingers to signal him to bow his head and said, "What did you perceive from my actions just now?"

"Be prepared," Chao Zong twitched the corners of his lips, causing a female nun passing by to exclaim in surprise.

Chao Yan didn't bother to reason with him about this, but when he looked over, he found that the nun seemed to have not looked at the road for a while, and kicked a stone on the side of the street.

Seeing their attention, the female cultivator glanced at them with flushed cheeks, and then left in a hurry.

"If you look like this, you really have the capital to be a star," Chao Yan turned his head and smiled.

Chao Zong knew the concept of a star, he took the fifty portions of ready-made walnut cheese, held Chao Yan's hand and said, "Don't worry, even if it's really desperate, I won't be the one to support you."

"Huh?" Chao Yan let him pull and walked slowly.

"I belong to you alone, how can you let others look at you casually," Chao Zong tilted his head slightly, and the light came through his eyelashes and the bridge of his nose, as if coating the perfect outline with a layer of light, " Or are you willing?"

"Reluctance," Chao Yan said bluntly, he really didn't want everyone to be attracted to him, possessive?love?

The remarks recorded in the book, some people say that love is fulfillment, some people say that love is possession, but Chao Yan thinks that this topic is as difficult to judge right or wrong as the question of wanting love and bread. Everyone has their own cognition. Here, love is possession and fulfillment, without conflict at all.

Chao Zong smiled, bought a bunch of candied haws passing by and handed them to him: "This one is the same color as flowers, more practical than that one, do you still like it?"

Compared with flowers, Chao Yan definitely likes this more, but he looked at the children holding candied haws on the street and said: "This kind of children should like to eat it."

"Compared to those monks who are thousands of years old, we are still children," Chao Zong said with a smile, very deliberately shortening the age between him and Chao Yan.

After all, compared to the age of a thousand years, the gap between teenagers is really nothing.

Chao Yan readily accepted this reason, and took the candied haws as if he were a child.

"I said I shouldn't have come," Miguo said, squatting on Wuxia's shoulders, with a rice dumpling on top of her head, "There is no room for us here."

"That doesn't look very delicious," Wuxia looked at the bunch of candied haws, which are shiny and red, and look very beautiful under the light, and smell sweet like rubies strung together the taste of.

Miguel: "..."

People who don't have that string aren't affected at all.

"Then let's buy them all," Mi Tuan'er stopped the candied haws hawker, and said instead of Wuxia, "We bought them all."

No time to nod and pay.If you want him to buy it himself, it may be very difficult to buy it.

Here at Chaoyan, you take one and I take one. Suddenly, when I looked at it, I found that there was a whole handful in Wuxia's hand behind her, and one was held in the recovered paw. The few shared it happily.

"Are you happy?" Chao Yan raised his head slightly and asked.

Nod towards Zong.

Chao Yan threw the bamboo stick into the bucket beside him and said: "Seeing this, do you still feel dirty?"

Chao Zong shook his head: "I don't think so."

Although some food has a pungent taste and the sound is a bit noisy, there is still such a place full of popularity outside of those battles, which is probably the reason why some monks stick to their Taoism.

"Well," Chao Yan moved his nose, "This taste is a bit like the taste of takoyaki, let's go."

A monk's stomach is definitely better than a woman's second stomach, because the energy stored in these foods is very low, so the edible amount becomes larger, and from one end to the other end, it is also full of excitement.

The sea star field is full of demonic energy, ruins are everywhere, the smell of blood is mixed in it, severed limbs and remains can be seen everywhere, even if they are gathered together, I am afraid that it is impossible to tell who belongs to who.

Fengtian Jianzong's sword repair is definitely a powerful needle, and the existence of Jian Shuanghan in particular makes everyone look sideways. With top-grade treasures in hand, it is impossible to resist second-class weapons. Countless magic cultivators have fallen.

"Brother Jian is really brave," a fit cultivator praised after a round of fighting, "There is an aura of being in charge of one man, and ten thousand men can't open it."

"Just do your best," Jian Shuanghan stood there straight, like a sword in itself.

When the monks came here to see the horrific scene, there were those who lamented, those who regretted it, those who hated the magic cultivator to the extreme, and those with less expressive facial expressions like Jian Shuanghan.

"The demon cultivator is fierce, and the number of people slaughtered today is tens of millions. It really makes people feel sad and cry when they see it. If they don't kill them, they are ashamed to be righteous monks," said the master of the ninth sect who survived by luck.

Everyone echoed, Jian Shuanghan nodded in agreement, but his heart was just heavy, but he didn't mean to be sad. The dead were not his close ones, so it's really not sad. The dead can be remembered, and the living are what they want to protect , As for Moxiu, killing innocent people indiscriminately should be killed.

Jian Shuanghan has been in the realm of comprehension for a long time, what kind of emotions should be revealed, and what should not be, he has already done it very well by instinct, is it hypocritical?This is probably another level of hypocrisy, but people seem to have no way to reveal their hearts completely and honestly.

Although there is hypocrisy, no matter what the purpose is, the people who come here are here to wipe out those demon cultivators who slaughter at will. As for what they think in their hearts, it doesn't matter now.

Fengtian Sword Sect, Eternal Hate Star Sect, Luli Sword Sect, and the confluence of the great powers of various families really caught those demon cultivators by surprise, and among them, the sword cultivators caused the demon cultivators the most headaches.

Ghost Grandma's fate was really not good. She was cornered by various forces and surrounded by several Mahayana monks.

Although she is called Ghost Grandma, she has a gorgeous face with disheveled hair, only the corners of her eyes and brows are painted with purple and seductive traces, and she can be recognized as Moxiu at a glance.

"Ghost grandma, let's capture it without your arms," ​​a Mahayana monk said with his hands behind his back in the starry sky.

Several Mahayana monks sealed off the star field, and Guilao couldn't escape with her own strength. In a few days, all her subordinates were slaughtered. She who once arrogantly watched the panicked people of the Thirteen Gates of Canghai, now herself It has also been reduced to the point of being forced to a dead end.

"Arrest with nothing? It's up to you?" Ghost Grandma's voice was somewhat hoarse. She was obviously desperate, but she calmly arranged her hair there, put on her hairpin and said, "Since you all forced Ghost Grandma here, Why don't we go together?"

The orthodox monks are surrounded in all directions, but no one rushes forward. The demon cultivator is crazy and has no bottom line in doing things.

"You're just wasting time if you procrastinate here," a Mahayana monk said. "This star field has been sealed off. If someone comes to rescue you, they won't wait until now. What's the use of dying?"

"Death struggle?" Ghost Grandma laughed, "Those dead demon cultivators are just pawns. Do you Zhengdao really think you are very powerful? They are just a group of hypocritical pious people!"

When Jian Shuanghan heard these words in the distance, he thought to himself, sanctimonious seems to be similar to hypocrisy, this demon cultivator has no culture.

His thoughts stopped abruptly, and Jian Shuanghan frowned. He never thought about these things before, but now he couldn't control his mind.

But she is so arrogant, is there really something to rely on?

"It's really unreasonable, Ghost Grandma, if you obediently let go and arrest you, we might spare your life, but if so, you can only be wiped out." The point of the monk's sword pointed, "The old man wants to see what else you can rely on?"

"Forgive me, I'm so ridiculous, people like you are not worthy of carrying shoes in front of the master." The ghost grinned with a scarlet mouth, "If you want to kill me, go ahead, see Let's see who dies in the end."

"Master?" The surrounded Mahayana monks frowned, "Do you still have someone behind you?"

"Naturally," Grandmother Gui stroked her long hair, "If you kill me, he will let all the monks present here today be buried with him. Master, he...uh..." She was halfway through her words when her pupils suddenly dilated, A touch of disbelief flashed across her pupils, she looked at a certain place in the sky and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but when everyone was puzzled, she suddenly fell from the original position.

"The demon cultivator wants to escape?" Several monks chased after him. When one approached, he caught the body and stopped in place. "The breath is gone."

"What was she looking at just now?" The other person approached and asked with trembling lips unconsciously when he leaned over Ghost Grandma's body and found that the soul and the Nascent Soul were gone.

Owner?

The majestic Mahayana monks were killed right under their noses, but they didn't realize it at all, and they couldn't even take countermeasures.

Being able to take the ghost grandma's life, it is natural to want to take their lives with ease.

How high should a person who can achieve this level of cultivation be?Who is Ghost Grandma's so-called master?

Qi Mian?Jian Shuanghan looked at the sky, even if he knew the answer, he couldn't appeal it because he... had no evidence, and Changhaimen was still innocent.

To kill a Mahayana monk so easily under the blockade of the Mahayana monks, and to say the name of that person at will, can only let the righteous monks go to die.

The incident of the Thirteen Gates of Canghai took place vigorously, and the ending should have been vigorous, but the faces of the monks who won the beauty did not show much joy. The ghost grandma of the message has since disappeared.

No one knows who he is, and no one knows where he will make his next move. If he really wants to take revenge, the sects under siege may not be his opponents.

The matter of the Canghai Thirteen Gates ended quickly, and the somewhat leisurely atmosphere in the cultivation world became a little tense.

"Master, Grandma Ghost has been dealt with," Yun Ji reported while bowing his head in the peach forest.

The Mahayana cultivation base is indeed good, but there are still ants in front of the tribulation period, and there is no need for the master to come forward.

"Good job," Qi Mian said.

The corners of Yunji's lips moved slightly, suppressing the slight smile and saying: "The master has praised you, but do you want to tell the other demon masters about the fate of the ghost grandma?"

"No need," Qi Mian smiled, and a sense of treachery flashed in his eyes, "The devil cultivators are wanton, why bother to suppress their nature, just watch from the side, don't need to interfere."

Yun Ji didn't understand what he meant, but he just lowered his head and said, "Yes, Yun Ji understands, but whoever revealed the master's information still needs to be dealt with?"

"Regardless of righteousness and evil, there is no mercy for killing," Qi Mian's eyes were full of coldness.

"Yes, this subordinate understands." Yun Ji lowered his head in response, inexplicably feeling that he was not in a good mood today, "What else can the master order?"

"You..." Qi Mian's words came to his lips, and he frowned, "Forget it, step back."

There was no change in the Canghai Starfield incident, and Jian Shuanghan was not injured at all, but after the war ended, all sects came to Fengtian Sword Sect to inquire about the high-grade treasures besides cleaning up the corpses. things.It would be fine if Jian Shuanghan knew how to refine weapons, but he couldn't, so he could only perfunctory one by one. There was an endless stream of people coming, Jian Shuanghan felt a little bit unable to hide, always felt that at the beginning The apprentice pushed him to the front to prevent this day.

Righteous monks seeking high-grade treasures are not intimidating, but there are definitely lures, and there is no way to avoid it. Jian Shuanghan simply refused to see all the guests on the grounds of healing, and only hoped that after understanding the matter here Hurry up and go back to Fengtian Sword Sect.

The encirclement and suppression of demon cultivators naturally sent someone who was good at fighting, and Fengtian Sword Sect sent Wang Changxin to deal with the follow-up work, and Changgeng star master Xu Changgeng was also with him.

Others would not bother Jian Shuanghan, but Wang Changxin rolled his eyes after hearing what happened, and sneaked in to meet people: "I didn't expect that Star Master Jianhan would be unable to bear it, it's really strange."

"Rare is more strange." When Jian Shuanghan saw him, he didn't dislike him as much as before. To deal with thick-skinned people, he has already been sharpened by the master Chao Yan. It has no effect at all when he meets a lower level." Now that you have come to take care of the aftermath, I will leave."

"Don't worry," Wang Changxin twirled his long brush that had been refined into a high-grade treasure, "Although this place was completely wiped out by the demon cultivators, there must still be many disciples in trouble." For the rest, don't you want to fill up your Jian Hanxing?"

"No need," Jian Shuanghan passed by his side, "You charge it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he almost couldn't wait to leave, as if something was chasing after him, Wang Changxin shrugged and clicked his tongue: "It was so much fun before, what has happened to this?"

Jian Shuanghan doesn't say anything, but Chao Yan deeply hides his achievements and fame.

The matter of the Canghai Starfield seems to be resolved, but the follow-up problems still cause headaches for the entire cultivation world. How should those rescued be arranged?The Canghai Starfield is not that big, and the power has been beheaded. Whether to send people to garrison or take all the people away requires follow-up discussions, and Jian Shuanghan doesn't want to participate in any of those.

Although the temperature in Jianhanxing's Immortal Palace is very low, and the snow keeps it cold all year round, it is really clean enough....

On the top of Jianhanxing Peak, the heat in the fairy palace is curling up, and the fire is constantly jumping and flickering. Obviously, the monks are not afraid of the cold, and the lighting also has night pearls, but Chao Yan said that he wanted to light a fire in the room and stuffed it inside. I don't know where I found the sweet potato-like thing.

If Jian Shuanghan saw it, he must have a blank face, but Wuxia was curious and longing for this kind of thing, saying that he liked to live here cleanly, but in his heart he longed to be lively, so he expressed his support for Chao Yan's troubles.

"I use Qianshan wood to light the fire in the house. It doesn't produce smoke. Chao Zong is in charge of drying it. How about we eat watermelon around the stove?" Chao Yan asked Wuxia like this before.

The beast had a cold face, but there seemed to be a gleam of light in its blue eyes: "No."

"Okay, there is roast chicken with ice wine and sweet potatoes," Chao Yan counted with his fingers there, "According to the news, Master should be back soon, and we can be together at that time."

No time to say: "No."

He was a little silent this time, as if he didn't know how to speak, he glanced at Chao Yan and said: "The matter with Cang Haixing has been resolved, and the magic cultivator is completely wiped out."

Even so, even though some surviving souls were protected and reincarnated, more were buried in the soil.

This kind of thing happens every day in the cultivation world, but it's just a matter of size.

Chao Yan doesn't know how to describe that feeling, life and death reincarnation, if he dies today, maybe it will be your turn tomorrow, worrying and fearing can't be said, maybe some blessings are sent to those people, I hope they will be well in the next life, but when it comes to sadness But he couldn't talk about it, because he had never seen them before.

But Wuxia clearly feels a little sad. His sadness has nothing to do with his identity, nor his cultivation. Countless lives have passed away, and it is normal to be sad.But just like the endless struggle between sects in the comprehension world and magic cultivators, sad emotions will change with time, unless it is the departure of a close relative, it will probably become a permanent injury.

No one can truly understand another person's suffering, and empathy is only an attempt to understand.

"Okay, okay," Chao Yan patted his head and said, "I heard that many qualified children were rescued there, and they may be divided into different factions. You can go to express condolences at that time."

Wuxia's eyes lit up, she nodded and said, "I don't want to go."

"Let's go, you can put some plum blossoms in the wine, Chao Zong also brewed wine, now it's just right to take it out," Chao Yan said with his arms around his shoulders.

"Well, so few," Wuxia was a little surprised.

"It's more important to have fun," Chao Yan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

So there was a scene of several people talking around the flames, removing the restrictions on the outside world around them, Wuxia still felt cold at first, but when he was close to the fire, he felt warm all over his body, surrounded by several beast pets , Occasionally chasing and beating, Miguoer is very rare for the roast chicken.

"This is delicious," Miguo'er admired, no time to nod repeatedly.

"This is a highland red-bellied chicken, and it also belongs to the unintelligent monster type," Xun Hui knew about this, "it is famous for its delicious meat."

Mi Tuaner is a rabbit, but it is also a monster. Rabbits eat grass, but monsters can be omnivorous, but it seems to like to be vegetarian by nature, so Chao Yanxun gave it a Wannian snow ginseng: "This one should be chewed like Carrots feel the same."

No time to take a look, noncommittal.

For Shang Chaoyan who feeds ginseng to rabbits, just get used to it.

The room was bustling with activity, Chao Yan stretched his feet between Chao Zong's legs to keep warm, while drinking a little wine, he reminded the cats not to get too close to the fire to avoid being singed, that is not normal ugly.

The few that almost reached the fire quickly put their snouts back, drank some wine in no time, and drank some plum blossom liqueur, and sat in a daze by the fire, their blue eyes seemed to have disappeared. Just like Wang Qingquan, Chao Yan hadn't noticed that he was drunk at first, and was overwhelmed by such arrogance of drinking, but in the end he hiccupped in no time, and suddenly changed from a human form to a black beast, and began to sway Spin around the house.

The oily and smooth fur reflects the firelight and looks extraordinarily beautiful.

"Is this drunk?" Chao Yan raised his head from Chao Zong's shoulder curiously, "Well, if you drink two kinds of wine together, it's strange if you're not drunk."

Chao Zong was drinking by himself at the side, when he heard the words, he said: "You didn't tell him on purpose, did you?"

Chao Yan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his legs and ran to the black beast that he wanted to touch all the time, touched his head quickly, and then asked hypocritically: "What's wrong with you Wuxia?"

Wuxia staggered three times, looking up at Chao Yan, there was a utter innocence in his eyes, clean and clear: "Snowball."

"Huh? Am I so white?" Chao Yan touched his face.

And at the next moment, Wuxia took out a big white egg and rolled it up and down, jumping up and down like a joy, very lively, the egg rolled slickly, and a few small animals licked the wine in the mist, and followed suit to have fun.

"Is this snowball good-looking?" Wu Xia asked with the air of a big boss, propping his front paws on it.

"Looks good," Mi Tuan'er agreed with the boss, Mi Guo'er's tail was hanging down, and her feet began to swing, "You can stand on it and play... play..."

"Good idea," those blue eyes lit up, but when he tried to stand up, he rolled twice with the egg.

"The snowball is even bigger!" Xueluo jumped up and down.

Chao Yan hesitated for a while, and sat next to Chao Zong to watch the show: "Did you notice something?"

Chao Zong's waist was originally sitting straight, but now he lowered it a little to match his movements: "Speak the truth after drinking."

"That's right, I've always wanted to see if this trick is useful for black beasts, but I didn't expect it to be really useful," Chao Yan said, resting his chin, "Interesting, interesting, so interesting."

"Will Master really come back today?" Chao Zong lowered his head and asked.

"Based on the departure time, it was already dawn when I came back. Master will never find out that I tricked his spirit beast into drinking," Chao Yan said with a smile, very bad.

"Ball," Wuxia fell to the ground, the fur curled up, and his blue eyes seemed to be a little more confused. He stretched out his paws and tried to push the egg on top of his head, and then his eyes widened within sight, "Egg Cracked……"

"Huh? Crack what?" A few ran over, "The snowball is broken, it's broken..."

"broken……"

It's like a duet.

"Woo...it's broken..." Wuxia got up from the ground and hugged the egg, "The snowball is gone..."

A few drops of crystal tears fell down, ticking like rain.

Chao Yan let out an uh: "It seems that Master can't find out."

Wuxia's usual words have to be interpreted backwards, but now they are drunk, no different from ordinary people, this egg almost broke even the teeth of a little fox, there is no reason for it to be broken after being rolled twice.

Chao Yan had some guesses in his mind, and when he leaned over to look at it, he found that the egg that Wuxia was holding was cracked, and there seemed to be a small paw crazily pulling on it, but because Wuxia hugged it tightly, he couldn't get out.

"Wuxia, it's not that the snowball is broken, it's that your child is about to be born," Chao Yan pulled Wuxia away from the egg and pointed to him.

Wuxia's blue eyes were full of confusion, and he raised his paw and flicked the little paw that was picking at the eggshell: "But... I'm male... I can't have children."

At this moment, the eggshell shattered, and the invisible sky was covered with dark clouds. A wet little beast squeezed out from the inside. Its unopened hair was white, its long ears hung behind its back, and its eyes were still closed. opened, but twitched her small nose to smell around, and then moved towards Wuxia's direction.

"Really... gave birth!" Those azure blue eyes were full of shattered views, and when the little beast approached, it took two steps back as if it saw some scourge.

Chao Yan murmured aside: "No time, if you retire your child again, you will have to recognize someone else as a mother."

"It's the father!" Wuxia emphasized in confusion, tentatively took the little beast struggling on the ground into his arms, and tentatively licked the wetness from the hair.

The little beast seemed to have found a place it liked, and held its neck up for him to lick.

"This picture is really full of maternal love," Chao Yan said, supporting Chao Zong's neck, "You think if I tell Master that this is the child that I have no time to give birth to, how will Master react?"

Chao Zong said calmly, "Master is a human cultivator, and the offspring of the two of them will only be half-spirit beasts."

Chao Yan rubbed his chin and pondered: "Actually, Master is a black beast hidden in the crowd, but his blood is sealed, so he doesn't know it himself, what about this?"

Chao Zong raised his hand to take his wine glass, and handed over a glass of honey water: "Do you want to play him to death?"

Chao Yan lowered his head to sip, and when he raised his head, he was a little puzzled: "Why is this wine tasteless?"

Apparently this was also a drunk.

"This is newly brewed mead, it only has a sweet taste, you can't taste the wine," Chao Zong coaxed.

"Oh..." Chao Yan stretched out his cup after drinking, "I want more."

Chao Zong continued for him, smiled and said: "I really want to hear you say these three words in other places."

"Where? It's not easy to hear, you tell me, I'll tell you," Chao Yan supported his shoulders, and was hugged horizontally by Chao Zong's eyes.

The Immortal Palace Restriction was reopened, the fire was extinguished, and a few little beasts were so sleepy that they had no time to surround their cubs, their breath still smelled of wine.

When Jian Shuanghan came back, he saw such a mess everywhere, the wine cups were overturned, and the aroma of the wine spread, as if he had been robbed by someone.

Seemingly hearing the sound of footsteps, Miguo'er turned over from the ground, and fell asleep when she saw Jian Shuanghan.

Jian Shuanghan: "..."

It's too pampered for the apprentice to raise pets.

He walked to Wuxia's side in a few steps, patted his back and said, "Wuxia..."

The black beast covered in snow kicked its hind legs, opened its eyelids, its blue eyes were confused at first, and then showed a touch of embarrassment for the first time, so embarrassed that it wanted to curl up the whole beast.

Feeling the force of squeezing, a small white head poked out from the white fur. The animal shape is immature, but it is exactly the same as the one born without time. Most importantly, the opened eyes are also azure blue. The whole beast is exactly the same as when it was first picked up by Jian Shuanghan! ! !

"Mother..." The little beast called out to Wuxia, with a milky voice, tender and cute.

Jian Shuanghan's originally expressionless face was as stiff as a stone at this moment, the kind that has been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, and it will fall apart as soon as it blows: "Is this born by you?"

"I gave birth to it," Wuxia said anxiously, "Listen to me, I gave birth to it!"

The little beast is still snuggling: "Mother..."

Wuxia didn't dare to push him away rashly, this little black beast