Breeding Jiao

Although Wang Shu's voice was weak, it was enough for the two of them to hear clearly in this cramped space. Just when Wang Shu was dizzy, Zong Wu's fingertips loosened slightly. Pull it back.

Zong Wu lost his mind for a while, but Wang Shu struggled away, and immediately shouted angrily, and when he was about to raise his palm to strike, Wang Shu suddenly rushed forward, Zong Wu didn't expect that the person in front of him would not run away but go in instead. , what came into the eyes was the face that made people think about it day and night, Zong Wu's palm breath collapsed in an instant, and his raised hand could not go down.

But it was only for a moment.

Wang Shu's head was swollen, he hugged Zong Wu tightly regardless, his nose was full of familiar breath, his eyes were sore, and his voice was hoarse: "Zong Wu..."

Zong Wu immediately froze in place, the two of them tugged at each other, their clothes were disheveled, and saw an extremely thin and inconspicuous withered stem falling from Zong Wu's lapel.

In an instant, a strange magic circle was formed under the two people's feet, and the white light flashed, and the two disappeared without a trace.

Wang Shu only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked again, the two of them had been transported into the sea of ​​painstaking flowers again.

The sea of ​​flowers is barren, with only a few fist-sized night pearls hanging high in the sky in all directions. The sea of ​​flowers illuminated by pale light is getting more and more depressed, and there is no previous scenery at all.

Wang Shu took a look around before Zong Wu could react, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the cave.I saw that the stone bed in the cave was replaced by a piece of ice, and there was a figure lying on the ice. Wang Shu could tell at a glance that the figure was his original body, who died in Mount Luojia a hundred years ago. The body in World War I.

Wang Shu was short of breath, his eyes moved slightly to look at Zong Wu, but seeing Zong Wu's face was ashen, extremely ugly, he said angrily: "Who are you?!"

Wang Shu couldn't help looking at the body in the cave, but this move seemed to anger Zong Wu, Zong Wu raised his hand and wanted to attack again.Wang Shu saw the black shadow flicker, and immediately a stern palm hit the front door.

Zong Wu's palm was only a few inches away from him, but it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, preventing him from getting any closer.

Wang Shu hurriedly lowered his head to look at his lower abdomen, and subconsciously exchanged hands, Zong Wu's face flashed with astonishment, "You are from the Jiao clan?! Impossible."

"I'm not from the Jiao family." Wang Shu's voice trembled slightly, and he reluctantly said, "I am Wang Shu."

The astonishment in Zong Wu's eyes gradually faded, and turned into a layer of sarcasm, "You are the No. 13 person who pretended to be him to assassinate me, and I skinned the first [-] and threw them into the ice prison , the flesh and blood were frozen on the ice, and finally died of pain."

Wang Shu's breathing was a little chaotic, and his heart was depressed, but in Zong Wu's eyes, it seemed that he had a guilty conscience.

"I'll give you one last chance, either tell me who your mastermind is, or prove to me that you are indeed him, the former still has a way of life, the latter, if you can't prove it, you will only die more miserable. "

Zong Wu's face was expressionless, his thin lips lightly parted and he said coldly.

"I..." Wang Shu just opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped speaking, a colic in his lower abdomen, two fresh flood spirits rushed restlessly in his belly, Wang Shu hurriedly leaned over to protect his waist with his hands, Send spiritual breath into the body to appease Jiao Ling.

I don't know if it's because of Zongwu or something else, after receiving Wang Shu's spiritual breath, Jiao Ling is not only restless, but even more restless.

Wang Shu only felt that his spiritual breath was getting more and more painful, as if his whole body was twisted into a ball, his complexion was pale and cold sweat broke out.

"Zongwu... come here, child..." Wang Shu showed a painful expression, he could hardly support his body, fell to the ground, protected his waist with one hand, and stretched out the other tremblingly towards Zongwu, with tears in his eyes flashing.

In the breeze, Zong Wu's wide hem was moving against the wind, and the dark gold embroidered text flickered under the brilliance of the pearl, and Wang Shu's painful eyes were blurred, and then he almost begged Zong Wu to come and comfort the frightened little Jiaoling together.

Zong Wu's eyes were unclear, and after a while, he took a step forward, his steps were slow and hesitant.

After a while, a big warm hand covered Wang Shu's flat stomach.

"Dragon's breath..." Wang Shu murmured, almost fainting from the pain.

As soon as the words fell, a stream of pure and domineering dragon's breath rushed towards his body like a tide, instantly enclosing the two little dragon spirits gently like a stream of hot springs.

Wang Shu suddenly lightened up, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab Zong Wu's arm, without caring too much, he directly hugged Zong Wu's arm and burrowed into his arms, Zong Wu's body was visibly stiff for a moment.

Wang Shu closed his eyes, his forehead was full of cold sweat, Zong Wu's dragon breath was very strong, and almost immediately covered him with this breath, the little jiaoling sensed the existence of another father for a long time, and gradually Calm down.

Wang Shu's hair on the temples was slightly damp and stuck to his ears, while Zong Wu, as if petrified, held Wang Shu stiffly, motionless.

"Others can be faked, your child, you won't fail to recognize." Wang Shu took a breath, his voice was weak but with a smile, just like the intimate whisper between the two of them a hundred years ago.

Zong Wu's pupils contracted suddenly, and Wang Shu's soft words made him get up quickly as if being scorched by fire, and let go of the person in his arms, his face panicked.

Wang Shu supported the wet flower ground with one hand, and looked at Zong Wu in confusion.

Zong Wu gasped for a few times, and shouted almost out of composure: "You don't want to lie to me! I saw him die with my own eyes, you can't be him!"

Wang Shu was stunned by the roar, Zong Wu's eyes were red like a caged animal, and he roared at him hoarsely, Wang Shu knew that Zong Wu was speaking to himself more, he was persuading himself Accept the fact that Wang Shu is dead.

Wang Shu got up slowly, Zong Wu, who was still angry just now, was full of panic at the moment, Wang Shu took a step forward, Zong Wu took a step back.

There was always a distance of a few feet between the two of them.

"On the day I went to look for you, I found the red painstaking bell." Wang Shu said in a low voice.

Zong Wu was short of breath, his eyes fixed on Wang Shu.

"I wanted to wait for your triumphant return before handing it over to you, but..."

While speaking, Zong Wu slowly raised his hand, the palm of his clenched right hand was facing upwards, his five fingers spread out, and a weak withered stem lay quietly in his palm.

Wang Shu looked at the withered stem in Zong Wu's palm, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were filled with tears, "Did you feel it, you know, I'm back, I'm back with my baby. "

"It's impossible." Zong Wu's eyes were red, and he stared greedily at Wang Shu, as if he was afraid that everything in front of him was a phantom.

If you don’t move to delusional thoughts, you won’t be separated from your feelings.

Wang Shu didn't say any more, just took one step forward, and at the moment Zong Wu was about to back away, he grabbed Zong Wu tightly, and kissed him with his lips without any explanation.

Zong Wu stared wide-eyed at the person who suddenly stepped forward in front of him, and there was a gentle touch on his lips, touching like feathers, but Zong Wu's heart was ignited in an instant.

In an instant, a dark force surged between the heaven and the earth, blowing across the earth like a spring breeze, the clouds scattered in the sky, the moon appeared, and the stars were shining, overlooking thousands of mountains and rivers.

Zong Wu's eyes widened, and he wrapped his arms around Wang Shu's waist with his backhand, and he could clearly perceive two lively little Jiaolings when he closed his eyes.

This is his wishful thinking.

Wang Shu only felt that the arm around his waist was getting tighter and tighter, until it was about to strangle his bones so that he could merge into Zongwu's flesh and blood.

Even with such actions, Wang Shu is still reluctant to let go of his hand, only hoping that the two of them will be closer.

Zongwu's rough panting was mixed with extremely faint and imperceptible low sobs.Wang Shu repeatedly comforted her, but her own voice trembled uncontrollably when she spoke.

"I always thought... I thought you already..." Zong Wu's words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them no matter what.Knowing his intentions, Wang Shu hurriedly pecked at the corner of his lips, comforting him softly: "It's okay, I've come back, you see, my baby and I are fine."

"How could this be..." Zong Wu was afraid that it was a dream, he hugged Wang Shu's arm tightly, and muttered in his mouth.

Wang Shu embraced him in the sea of ​​flowers, and softly recounted the past century's experience and the events of the Yu clan.

"Tianjun?" Zong Wu frowned slightly, wondering: "Why did King Feng know about this? Since Tianjun is unwilling to abdicate, he will definitely hide this matter. How did King Feng know about it?"

Wang Shu choked, hesitantly said: "Perhaps...Feng Wang is also known by Guan Xing."

Zong Wu only nodded slightly, and soon put the matter behind him again, and sat down with his arms around Wang Shu. He caught a glimpse of the red marks on Wang Shu's neck at the end of his eyes, and immediately blamed himself: "I... I'm sorry, does it hurt? pain?"

Zong Wu's rough fingertips brushed the skin of Wang Shu's neck, and the slight tingling was more of a shivering sensation brought by the skin contact.Wang Shu quickly pressed Zong Wu's arm, and said with a smile: "It's okay, what you said before, what happened to the first twelve people?"

As soon as the words fell, Zong Wu's face suddenly turned ugly, and he said coldly, "There are still many people in the Dragon Clan who refuse to accept me and want to kill me. They know that they can only get close to me by pretending to be you, so they have never given up. "

"This scar..." Wang Shu recalled the shocking scar on Zong Wu's arm, quickly took his hand, and asked earnestly.

Zong Wu uncomfortably put down his sleeves, intentionally covering the scar, and said calmly: "This is the first person who pretended to be you. I really thought it was you, but I accidentally got hurt by him with a dagger. Originally, the dagger was sent into my heart by a demon, but Chi Zhe sensed something was wrong and blocked it for me, and the dagger cut my arm."

After Zong Wu finished speaking, seeing Shu's eyes filled with pity, he said with relief: "It's okay, I just hurt some bones."

"A dagger is not enough to leave such a deep wound." Wang Shu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You have been injured more than once here, and the opponent's moves are fierce, directly at this old wound of yours. "

After a long time, Zong Wu sighed, seemed a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "It was hurt by those people later, but I saw through them all."

"Since you have been fooled once, why would you fall for the second time?" Wang Shu felt a little helpless.

"Because at that time, I was always thinking that maybe the next one would be true." Zong Wu spoke in a steady tone, and looked sideways at Wang Shu, his eyes full of tender love like moonlight. "But I was disappointed every time, until finally, Chi Zhe persuaded me to let you go."

Wang Shu was silent.

"I tried." Zong Wu turned his head and looked at the darkness in the distance, "But every time, I can't control myself."

"You don't know, I'm going crazy looking at your corpse every day. Sometimes I think, it's not bad for those assassins to come more, so at least I can see you smiling at me again, and me say."

"Those assassins..."

"I didn't kill them, I lied to you." Zong Wu laughed, his deep and handsome features suddenly looked good, "They used your face to teach me how to kill them by hand."

"Then pinch me when you meet." Wang Shu said with a smile.

"I..." Zong Wu suddenly became embarrassed, like a child who has done something wrong, "I drank some wine... and I was in a bad mood."

"If you are angry, I will call you back, and I will not fight back."

"You know I'm reluctant." Wang Shu smiled and pressed his outstretched hand back. "But then again, why did you agree to marry the Yu Clan?"

"I heard that the Yu clan has a magic weapon that can bring the dead back to life..."

"There's no such thing." Wang Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "You've been cheated again."

"Perhaps." Zong Wu laughed at himself, "But for me, it is always a kind of hope. I will never hesitate to do anything for you."

The eyes of the two met in the air, and for a moment Wang Shu only felt that all the suffering he had suffered in this life was worth it.

Wang Shu lowered his head, quietly wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes with the corner of his sleeve, lightly raised the corner of his lips, took a deep breath, took Zong Wu's hand and put it on his lower abdomen, and said softly: "I have something to tell you, guess what?" Guess what?"

Zong Wu cast his eyes on Wang Shu's lower abdomen, and after pondering for a moment, he said slowly: "Actually... I won't dislike the child no matter what he looks like."

"Who told you this?" Wang Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "In the future, you may have to make two small beds for the children yourself."

"Well, you can allocate a room for the baby alone, and you can choose as many beds as you want." Zong Wu agreed without thinking.

Wang Shu smiled but said nothing.

Zong Wu suddenly paused, his body froze suddenly, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked up and down Wang Shu in disbelief. "Could it be..."

Wang Shu smiled and nodded.

"I...you let me...let me be quiet." Zong Wu sat there blankly, as if caught in the second most shocking event in a century.

"I……"

As soon as the words fell, strange spiritual power broke in from the outside, followed by countless noises, Wang Shu and Zong Wu looked at each other, thinking that something happened to the outside world, they hurriedly left the sea of ​​flowers together with dry stems, and returned to the In the sleeping hall.

In the sleeping hall, Chi Zhe was dressed in a red robe, rushed in from the outside, raised his eyes and was about to speak, but froze for a moment, staring at the two people in front of him motionlessly.

Yi Xin's face was livid, and he also rushed into the hall after him, he was startled at first, but when he saw the holding hands of Zong Wu and Wang Shu, he understood something, and said bluntly:

"Yu Ling escaped."