There is a tree in the mountain of demon immortals with broken sleeves

Lan Moqiu had stayed in the Demon Palace for more than three months, and her stomach was growing increasingly bullish, and it had bulged into a ball at this moment.

Although Li Zhu was angry, he didn't treat her badly, because none of the people in the magic palace had experience in taking care of pregnant women, so he sent people to the mortal world to capture a cook and an old lady to take care of Lan Moqiu.

Although Li Zhu promised to let her give birth to a child, Lan Moqiu was still uneasy, worried every day, and was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

Lan Moqiu's life is difficult, and Fang Laixi is also restless. She thought that Li Zhu would kill her if she helped Lan Moqiu steal the immortal tree brush, but it turned out to be the opposite.

Fang Laixi probed Li Zhu's tone several times, but to no avail. Now is the best time to take the top position, Fang Laixi is not willing to give up.

At dusk that day, Fang Laixi sneaked into the kitchen and mixed some abortion pills into the chicken soup that the cook made for Lan Moqiu.

After Lan Moqiu finished drinking, her stomach hurt badly. The old lady was so frightened that she hurried out to sue Li Zhu, but Fang Laixi broke her neck not far away.

Fang Laixi rushed to Lan Moqiu: "Sister Mo Qiu, sister Mo Qiu, run away, the Demon Lord is going to kill you."

Lan Moqiu clutched his stomach and lay reclined on the bed, his face turned pale: "The Demon Lord lied to me! The Demon Lord lied to me!"

Fang Laixi helped Lan Moqiu up, and said anxiously: "Sister Mo Qiu, hold on, hurry up, the Demon Lord will be here soon."

Lan Moqiu gritted her teeth and stood up. When she moved a little, her stomach hurt badly, as if her liver was being torn apart.

Fang Laixi supported Lan Moqiu and walked two steps, she could feel the baby in her womb slowly slipping down, Lan Moqiu squatted down and cried, "No, no, no... I'm going to give birth..."

Although it was only six months since the lantern festival, the child absorbed the power of the undead tree pen and had already developed into shape. Now, because of the abortion pill, the child's delivery date was brought forward again.

Fang Laixi hugged Lan Moqiu who was sitting slumped on the ground, and said hypocritically: "Sister Mo Qiu, sister Mo Qiu, I don't know how to deliver babies! How can I do this?"

A burst of black air suddenly poured in from the window, and when the black air hit the ground, Lan Renqiu appeared with a flick of his sleeves.

Seeing Nalan Renqiu coming, Fang Laixi's expression froze.

Lan Renqiu hugged her sister Lan Moqiu and pushed Fang Laixi aside.

Fang Laixi stared at Lan Renqiu secretly, and called softly, "Sister Renqiu."

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm late." Lan Renqiu pulled his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from Lan Moqiu's forehead.

Big hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and his temples were wet with cold sweat, sticking to his face, somewhat messy.

Lan Moqiu tightly grabbed the clothes on Lan Renqiu's shoulders: "Sister, help me, help me..."

Lan Renqiu carried Lan Moqiu onto the bed, Fang Laixi rolled her eyes, took a half breath, and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

Lan Renqiu immediately threw back a critical blow, and Fang Laixi narrowly escaped.Lan Renqiu said coldly: "You better be honest with me!"

Fang Laixi revealed her true nature, and sneered: "Lan Renqiu! Do you think I will let you bully me like before?"

Seeing Fang Laixi's humble appearance, Lan Renqiu really hated herself for not getting rid of her before!

Fang Laixi wanted to leave, but Lan Ren Qiutiaoling stopped him.

The two fought for several rounds, Fang Lan Moqiu screamed in pain, Lan Renqiu was slightly distracted, Fang Laixi took advantage of the situation and slipped away.

When Lan Renqiu turned around, she saw that Lan Moqiu's amniotic fluid had broken, her blue-veined jade hands were tightly grasping the soft skin, the sweat on her face merged into a stream and slid down the contours of her neck to her neck, her eyes were sunken and lifeless. His lips were pale, without a trace of blood.

Seeing this scene, Lan Renqiu was at a loss and didn't know what to do. Then she came to her senses and said, "Sister, hold on, I'll take you away right away, and take you to find a midwife right away."

"It's too late..." Lan Moqiu bit her lip and shook her head, then suddenly roared, and a piercing cry sounded.

"Wow wow~~~~"

Lan Renqiu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly picked up the bloody child: "Sister, it's a boy!"

Lan Renqiu smiled, from the bottom of her heart.

She touched the umbilical cord with one hand, and the umbilical cord, which was still dripping blood, broke off by itself. Lan Renqiu pulled the small quilt on the couch and carefully wrapped up the crying baby .

Lan Renqiu held the child in one hand, and helped Lan Moqiu with the other: "Sister, let's go!"

"I can't go anymore!" Lan Moqiu pushed away Lan Renqiu's hand, transformed into an immortal tree pen, and handed it to Lan Renqiu: "Sister, please help me hand them over to Brother Zitong."

Before the words fell, the sound of tight and hurried footsteps came from outside the hall, followed by Fang Laixi's long cry: "Enclose this place for me!"

Lan Renqiu: "Sister..."

Lan Moqiu pushed Lan Renqiu: "Go, go!"

"The Demon Lord has an order! Not one will be left behind!"

Fang Laixi gave an order, and the demon soldiers from outside the hall rushed in like a flood. Lan Renqiu threw a wave of spiritual power backhand, turned around and ran towards the window.

Fang Laixi tunes the spirit to restrain her, but Lan Moqiu obstructs it.

Lan Renqiu turned into a cloud of black air, and as soon as he flew over the magic palace, a wave of magic power hit him head-on, directly knocking Lan Renqiu back to the ground.

Li Zhu appeared, his hands were behind his back, his face was frosty, his hair was flying with anger: "You guys are so ignorant of good and evil, I don't care about old love any more!"

The baby in Lan Renqiu's arms kept crying, and Li Zhu's eyes turned slightly: "I will deal with a scoundrel who shouldn't have been born in this world today!" As soon as it was raised, countless demonic energy surged up from the foot of the desolate mountain, and attacked Lan Renqiu one after another.

Lan Renqiu resisted with one-handed spirit formation, and after Fang Laixi brutally killed Lan Moqiu, he led the magic soldiers to the main hall for support.

As soon as everyone arrived, they saw Lan Renqiu falling from mid-air.

Li Zhu approached with strides, Lan Renqiu got up and fled again, Li Zhu sacrificed the prison-breaking sword, raised one hand, and the sword energy swept across.

An expected scream resounded across the desolate mountain, Li Zhu closed his eyes and did not see the scene where Lan Renqiu's blood spattered three feet, and sighed softly, this sigh contained too much meaning.

Lan Renqiu was hit by the sword energy and fell to the foot of the desolate mountain. The baby boy in her hand flew into the air, and Li Zhuxin moved his hands to catch him.

The baby boy kept staring at his legs, clenched his two chubby hands tightly, and half of the blood stains on his face had been washed away by tears.

Li Zhu stretched out his index finger to gently wipe the tears on his face, the baby grabbed Li Zhu's index finger with both hands, stuffed it into his mouth, and started sucking biabiabia.

The itchy feeling spread from the fingertips to Li Zhu's heart, Li Zhu moved his fingers slightly, and the baby boy became more aggressive, as if someone would snatch the 'little pacifier'.

Li Zhu rubbed the child's little face, the child grinned and gradually opened his eyes.

Li Zhu's face was startled.

Fang Laixi walked over and half knelt down: "Mozun, Lan Moqiu... is dead, and the immortal tree pen is not on her body."

"The Immortal Tree pen is on Nalan Renqiu, send people to continue chasing it." Li Zhu looked at the baby in his hand, and said lightly: "Also... since she is dead... just bury her!"

Buried?

Fang Laixi thought he would say something like chopping up and feeding the dog, or throwing her body off a cliff, but now she ordered her to be buried. Thinking about it, he was still thinking of Lan Moqiu's years of following her.

"Yes." Fang Laixi got up and took a step when Li Zhu stopped him: "Mozun, what else is there?"

"Throw him into the Xuanbing Illusion." Li Zhu pulled out his fingers, and the child burst into tears again with a 'wow'.

Fang Laixi took the child and left in response.

Lan Renqiu was stabbed and fell off the cliff. She should have died, but fortunately the immortal tree brush saved her life.

Several demon soldiers were about to carry Lan Moqiu's body to the desolate mountain and bury it, but Fang Laixi told the demon lord to change his order and ordered them to abandon Lan Moqiu to the wilderness.

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Every word of Lan Renqiu was like a sharp knife, piercing Ye Zitong's heart. He knelt among the corpses, secretly hating himself for not arriving in time.

Lan Renqiu continued: "Fang Laixi chased and killed all the way. I hid for a while, and on the way I heard some little demons say that you had taken away my sister's body. Afterwards, when I returned to Desolate Mountain, I found out that the child was born with white pupils and had been thrown into the Ice Illusion Realm. I thought he would surely die, so I didn’t tell you, so as not to add to the sorrow.”

White pupil?Mysterious Ice Illusion?

Jiang Weiqi suddenly remembered that the last time he entered the Xuanbing Illusion to get the Fire Wolf Gallbladder, he seemed to see a child with white pupils.

The leaves cried out to the sky, and the dead trees around them were shaken.

Jiang Weiqi let go of Jiang Muye, and walked slowly to Ye Zitong's side: "Senior Ye, your son may not be dead."

Hearing this, Ye Zitong's crying stopped abruptly, and his whole body seemed to be sealed by a magic spell, and he remained frozen.

"Impossible!" Lan Renqiu vetoed it, and said sharply: "The demon has white pupils, and his lifespan is only ten years. Eat him, how can he be a baby who is less than a month old, how can he resist the severe cold air!"

Jiang Weiqi: "The last time I entered the Ice Illusion Realm to get wolf guts. Before I left, I really saw a boy with white pupils sitting on the back of the fire wolf."

Ye Zitong stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hand to call for the Undead Tree Pen in Lou Fanqing's hand.

Lan Renqiu panicked and pulled him repeatedly: "Zitong, don't go, don't go!"

Ye Zitong pinched Lan Renqiu's neck, gritted his teeth and said: "Lan Renqiu, even if he lied to me, I will go to the Xuanbing Illusion for a while, don't bother me anymore!" After saying that, Ye Zitong pushed away Lan Renqiu, Lan Renqiu seemed to have completely given up her mind, she slumped on the ground, crying and laughing.

Ye Zitong flew to the mysterious ice illusion, Jiang Weiqi told Jiang Muye to take care of this place, and he and Lou Fanqing went after Ye Zitong.

When Jiang Weiqi and the two arrived at the Xuanbing Illusory Realm, Ye Zitong had already opened a big hole in the Xuanbing Realm.

Jiang Weiqi raised his Taisang sword, took a deep breath, and chased after him. The snow in this illusion has stopped, and a thick layer of ice has formed on the ground, like a frozen lake, which can reflect human figures.

The last time the two of them entered the country, they had tasted the power of the fire wolves, and now that Zi Zi was eager to find a son, I was afraid that he would die and fight hard with those fire wolves.

"Senior Ye!"

"Senior Ye!"

The two dared to call that Ye Zitong.

A howl of wolves came from the ice hill ahead, and Jiang Weiqi's heart beat loudly, but he also ran forward.

The two climbed up the ice hill, and saw a group of fire wolves surrounding the blood-soaked leaf, two colors of red intertwined to form a flower of one color.

The head wolf stood at the outermost edge of the pack of fire wolves with the white-eyed son on his back.

Jiang Weiqi slid down the ice hill on one side, Lou Fanqing swallowed, and thought to himself: "Mozun, oh Mozun, you have to cover me a bit."

After reading, Lou Fanqing also slid down the ice hill, and the arrival of these two people caused a commotion among the fire wolves.

Lou Fanqing clasped his hands together, and said with a half smile: "Brother and sister, don't get angry, we don't have any malicious intentions... We don't have any malicious intentions."

Ye Zitong looked at the white-eyed son, too excited to say a word.I saw him wearing a blood-red fire wolf fur, sitting on the wolf's back, his hair was disheveled, and his face was slightly pale.

The fire wolves became more and more irritable. They showed their fangs one after another, and their fronts bent down to the ground, making a posture of preparing for battle.

Ye Zitong didn't know the existence of this child before, so he didn't prepare a name for him. Ye Zitong looked at him for a while with teary eyes, and finally called out to the white-eyed son: "Child..."

The white-eyed son didn't respond, Ye Zitong raised his leg and took a step forward, and all the fire wolves began howling.

Jiang Weiqi pulled Ye Zitong back, Lou Fanqing forced a smile, and comforted the wolves: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, we are not bad people, don't get excited."

The white-eyed son's expression changed, and he howled softly, and the wolf also howled, and all the wolves became a little quieter.

The wolf turned around with the son of Baitong on his back, Ye Zitong hurriedly shouted: "Wait! Don't go! Don't go!"

One of the wolves rushed over, and Jiang Weiqi pulled Ye Zitong to avoid the wolf's claws.

Pull one hair and move the whole body. When this wolf moves, all the wolves rush towards it.

"I told you, don't get angry, we are here to recognize our son, not to fight!"

Lou Fanqing muttered loudly while dodging.

The three of them hid and fought at the same time, the wolves attacked more and more fiercely, Jiang Weiqi was impatient for a moment, and cut a hole in the back of a fire wolf with Taisang sword.

Unexpectedly, there was a howl in the distance, and the wolf rushed back with the son with white pupils on his back.

The son of white pupils jumped off the back of the head wolf, lay down on the ground, assumed the same attacking posture as the fire wolf, glared at the three of them viciously, and made a warning sound of 'uh uh uh'.

The injured fire wolf took a step back, its red fur was wet with blood, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the ice.

The bloody smell lingered in the pack of wolves, and they all seemed restless.

Ye Zitong was both surprised and happy, and called out again: "Baby..."

The son of white pupil let out a long howl, and all the fire wolves moved out and rushed towards the three of them.

The white-eyed son also rushed over, Lou Fanqing kicked him out with a kick.

Ye Zitong glared at Lou Fanqing, Lou Fanqing smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, I thought it was a wolf."

The son of white pupils rolled on the ground for a few weeks, turned over and got up, most of the fire wolves turned around and attacked Lou Fanqing.

The wolf head hurriedly withdrew from the battle, and ran towards the son of Baitong instead.

Ye Zitong wanted to step forward to check, but the fire wolf attacked frequently, and he couldn't get away.

A wolf pounced on Jiang Weiqi, and stomped on the Taisang sword with its strong front legs.

Jiang Weiqi pressed one leg against the fire wolf's neck. The strength of the wolf was so frightening that Jiang Weiqi's leg was slowly bent under its pressure.

A large net fell from the sky, the fire wolf let go of Jiang Weiqi in shock, Jiang Weiqi crawled out of the net, and saw Lan Renqiu slipping down the ice mound dragging dozens of nets.

"Take it!"

Lan Renqiu let out a long cry, and threw the large net in his hand towards Lou Fanqing. Lou Fanqing grabbed the net, and while running away, he braked suddenly, and caught the fire wolf in the net with his backhand.

Lou Fanqing laughed loudly: "Catch fire wolves, sell wolf skins, and buy pig's trotters for the little fox~~haha!"

One net trapped one, and the trapped fire wolves struggled and howled to the sky.

The son of Baitong fought with Ye Zitong for several rounds, Ye Zitong tried to hug him every time, but his movements were extremely flexible, so he dodged every time.

More and more fire wolves were trapped, and the body of the white-eyed son also appeared abnormal. He raised his head and let out a cry, and all the fire wolves that were not caught in the net retreated one after another.

Panting heavily, the son of white pupil climbed onto the back of the leading wolf, who turned and ran away leading the remaining fire wolves.

Ye Zitong ran wildly behind the pack of wolves, and Jiang Weiqi and others also chased after them.

I don't know how far after chasing, Ye Zitong came to an ice cave, except for the first wolf, all the fire wolves were guarding the entrance of the cave.

Lou Fanqing bent her knees and panted: "Why do you still have so many? Hey...that Lan...Senior Lan, how much do you have left in your net?"

Lan Renqiu looked at the net in his hand, then glanced at the wolves: "It can only be half loaded at most."

Ye Zi stepped forward, the fire wolves scattered, this life-and-death struggle... is still coming after all.

Lan Renqiu and Lou Fanqing pull the net, and Jiang Wei raises his sword seven times.

The fire wolves pounced collectively, Ye Zi hid together, Jiang Wei Qi slashed, Lou Fanqing and Lan Ren Qiuwang.

All the nets were used up, but there were still more than a dozen fire wolves with big white fangs in front of them.

Jiang Weiqi raised the long sword in his hand, and the fire wolf rushed towards him. He jumped, and the long sword directly pierced the fire wolf's throat.

Once the wolf fell, the wolves did not retreat but advanced. Fang Laixi sacrificed his long sword and began to kill the fire wolf.

There were bursts of howling wolves in the cave. Although Jiang Weiqi couldn't understand wolf language, he could feel the pain in the howling.

The son of Baitong crawled out, with tears on his face, and rushed towards Ye Zitong, biting his head frantically, the wolves responded, and the attack became more and more fierce.

Ye Zitong hugged the son of Baitong tightly, letting him bite and scratch, the burning pain on his face became more and more intense, and a stream of warm liquid flowed down his forehead.

"Zitong!" Lan Renqiu stepped forward to help, but was thrown down by the wolf.

Lou Fanqing jumped onto the wolf's back, held the longevity flute with both hands, wrapped it around the wolf's neck, and pulled it back vigorously, the wolf's front paws slightly lifted, Lan Renqiu escaped from the trap.

Lan Renqiu tore off the white-eyed son with one hand, and looked at Ye Zitong again, he had already pulled out his bald head, his face was covered with bloodstains, and a large piece of flesh had been bitten off from the corner of his forehead.

Seven or eight fire wolves fell into a pool of blood, the boy with white pupils struggled on the ground, but never got up, the remaining seven wolves surrounded him.

The head wolf nuzzled the son with white pupils, but he didn't respond, his eyes were half-closed, and he howled softly.

Ye Zi's concentric way is not good, the monster has white pupils, and his life expectancy is ten years. Perhaps he drank wolf's milk since he was a child, and coupled with the spiritual nourishment in this mysterious ice illusion, he survived for two years.

Ye Zi went forward, surrounded by wolves and refused.

Lou Fanqing said with regret, "Looking at the current situation, only by killing them all can we get close to him."

Ye Zitong took out his saber and began to fight with the seven wolves. Jiang Weiqi and Lan Renqiu were not idle and drew their swords to help each other.

The blood kept dripping, the howling of wolves continued, and large patches of blood-colored lotuses bloomed on the snow-white ground.

I protect him with my actions, and you save him with your own.

You don't understand me, I don't understand your words.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, there is only one thought in our hearts - kill him!

Fighting with swords and claws, every wound, every drop of blood is for you.

This child has experienced too much pain that does not belong to this age group, and even his life span has been fixed from the moment he was born.

However, God is fair, the love he lost, God returned to him double, but this love is too heavy, mixed with too much blood and tears, too much farewell.