Douluo's opening confession to Bibi Dong

Chapter 615: Ten months pregnant

In terms of personality, Yang Fan feels that he should be very similar to Chuangshi back then. He is iron-blooded and decisive, and pays attention to killing to stop killing.

For him, the way of sword is also the way of killing. He feels that his way of sword should be the way of killing like the creation of the world.

However, Yang Fan himself is not sure. Everyone's way is different. Even if he now feels that his sword way should be closer to the way of killing, he is not sure because he thought of the three points of destruction.

Most of the methods a person creates are related to his own practice. Yang Fan feels that his swordsmanship should be related to the three elements of destruction that he practices.

Yang Fan came to study the sword art, hoping to learn from other people's sword skills to understand his own sword skills.

For a month, Yang Fan stayed in the Sutra Pavilion of Wuhundian Academy. The Sutra Pavilion was created when Wuhundian Academy was established in the past. As its name suggests, the Pavilion collects ancient techniques from all over the world.

The current Sutra Collection Pavilion can be said to be a huge treasure house, with countless magical skills from various ancient scriptures.

The Jian Zi Jue is natural and fits the Dao Dao, while the Luan Jian Jue is more of a killing method. It emphasizes going forward indomitably and killing with a sword.

Either the enemy dies or he dies. Yang Fan doesn’t know who created the Chaos Sword Jue.

But he could see that the person who created this sword art definitely had a fearless heart and was prepared to risk life and death.

This Chaotic Sword Technique is also completely mastered by the word "kill". If you don't kill the enemy, you will kill yourself.

Perhaps this was also forged by the environment in ancient times. In that era, the gods and kings were all falling, and life and death could not be controlled.

Under such an environment, it is reasonable to create such a sword art, but neither the sword art nor the chaotic sword art is suitable for Yang Fan's own swordsmanship.

The Sword-Character Jue conforms to the Dao, while the Luan-Character Jue emphasizes the word "kill". Go forward indomitably, and once the sword is out, if you don't kill the enemy, you will kill yourself. This is not in line with the way of swordsmanship in Yang Fan's mind.

In the past, he thought that he might be suitable for the killing swordsmanship. Just like the creation of the world in ancient times, he rose up in killing and conquered the world, and most of his life could be considered to have gone through killing.

He walked on countless corpses to get to where he is today, but as he studied many magical skills, Yang Fan had a clear understanding,

He felt that his swordsmanship should be in another direction. He had a vague guess in his mind, but he still needed to confirm it.

"Husband, it's been four months and you can't even move. Is something going to happen?"

It is the twelfth lunar month, in the cold winter, with snow falling in the north and thousands of miles of ice. Qinxin Lake is surrounded by a blanket of snow.

Except for the clear water in the lake, the world on the shore is completely white.

Even some floating islands in the center of the lake are completely white, with more than a foot of snow, and the branches of some trees are also covered in white.

In the center of the lake, a huge cruise ship was suspended on the water. On the deck of the bow, Xiao Wu looked unblinkingly at a small island in the center of the lake a few hundred meters away.

The island is not very big, only a few hundred meters in diameter.

On the floating island, Yang Fan stood with a sword, dressed in white, with his eyes closed, as if asleep, as if he had melted into the surrounding snow scene.

His body and hair were covered with a layer of white.

Xiao Wu was a little worried, not only him, but the eyes of Ning Rongrong, Bibi Dong and the girls next to them also showed a hint of worry, because Yang Fan had been like this for five months.

For four months, he remained motionless, like a statue, standing on that small island. As summer passed and autumn came, and winter snow fell, Yang Fan did not even move.

"Don't worry, my husband is fine, because he must have fallen into a deep enlightenment."

Bibi Dong spoke to dispel everyone's worries. In fact, everyone could feel it.

Although Yang Fan stood motionless in the snow, his breath was calm and did not reveal anything wrong. Xiao Wu and others were worried, but they were completely concerned and confused.

"I wonder when Dao Dao will wake up."

Ning Rongrong looked at Yang Fan's figure on the floating island and sighed, then looked back at Xiao Wu in the crowd.

At this time, Xiao Wu's belly was already very big, just like an ordinary pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant: "If my husband doesn't wake up, sister Xiao Wu will give birth soon."

"How can it be so fast!"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Xiao Wu smiled and shook his head. Although he had been pregnant for eight years,

In the eyes of ordinary people, it was an extremely unbelievable thing, but she had a vague feeling that it would be a long time before the child in her belly was born.

"Xiao Wu will not really have to carry the baby for ten years, will she?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing next to her, was also looking at Xiao Wu's belly with a bit of surprise in her beautiful eyes. It was true that Xiao Wu had been pregnant for a long time. It had already been eight years, but there was no sign of birth yet.

"When this child is born, he will be extraordinary?"

Bibi Dong said something, and the others nodded in sympathy after hearing this. It was true that Xiao Wu had been pregnant for too long, and something was abnormal.

And I think of the bloodline of Yang Fan and Xiao Wu. Yang Fan is half a god king. Although he is not as good as the ancient god king, and his bloodline cannot be said to be the most noble bloodline in the world, it is definitely the top bloodline in the world.

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to it, not knowing what it would be like when the child was born.

Time passed day by day, and the heavy snow showed no sign of stopping. The entire northern part of the Wuhun Empire turned into a world of ice and snow. There was even a thick layer of ice on Qinxin Lake, which could withstand people walking on it.

"Boom!"

Like the sound of water bubbles bursting, and like the blooming of flower buds, I saw the top of a peach branch covered by Xiaowu on the small island in the center of the lake.

The snow suddenly fell, and inside the falling snow, a gorgeous peach blossom was revealed. In the entire white world, this pink peach blossom looked particularly delicate and eye-catching.

"Boom"

"Boom!"

"..."

There were two more soft sounds. Next to the blooming peach blossom, the snow shook off, and two peach blossoms bloomed again. They were equally delicate and beautiful, but it was not over yet. It seemed that the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

"Boo...boo...boo..."

On the peach trees, snow is constantly shaking off, and peach blossoms, either pink, red, or red and white, are in full bloom.

In the end, the entire island turned into a scene of peach blossoms in full bloom, forming an eye-catching object with Xiao Wu on the ground. This scene was beautiful and even more shocking because it was so abnormal.

On the ice of the lake, Xiao Wu and others looked at the scene in their sights with some astonishment. It was the twelfth lunar month, and Xiao Wu was covered with ice. Why, the peach blossoms were blooming, and they were so brilliant.

"It's my husband"

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes flashed, and she noticed the situation on the island. At this time, Yang Fan was still standing on the island with his sword, but the snow on his body had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)