The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

In the early morning of the second day, Rong Mushuang woke up first without Gu Chenli yelling. It was really uncomfortable to sleep on her stomach, her heart was pressed down, and she felt a little uncomfortable, but she woke up earlier than Gu Chenli.

Rong Mushuang hesitated whether to call Gu Chenli, but the latter was not sleeping, but meditating, and Gu Chenli had a very regular schedule, so there should be no need to call him.

Rong Mushuang went out the door lightly, the injury on her back really didn't hurt anymore, when Rong Mushuang went downstairs, she saw Bai Qu standing alone at the door of the inn, looking at the sky from a distance, with white hair, looking Extraordinary vicissitudes.

Rong Mushuang walked to his side: "Uncle Bai Qu, what are you looking at?"

Bai Qu didn't even give him a look. He still looked outside and sighed heavily: "You also know that I haven't used my sword for many years. I don't have the confidence to protect your whole body when I face that gray-robed man this time. And retreat. I shouldn't take over the important task given to me by the head."

Rong Mushuang smiled: "How could it be? Uncle Bai Qu, you are a top swordsman in the Three Realms, if you can't protect us, how many people in this world can protect us?"

Bai Qu shook his head, and looked sideways at him: "You don't understand, the dragon slaying was because of me, I didn't protect Junior Sister Lingxi well, I failed the entrustment of Senior Brother and Junior Sister Lingyu..."

Wan Lingxi, among the second-generation disciples of Zhixing Mountain, there are eight people in total. Wan Lingxi is Wan Lingyu's younger sister, and the two are twins, ranking seventh. They are also Rong Mushuang's senior sister.

Rong Mushuang's eyes drooped slightly, and her expression was a little downcast, but she still comforted Bai Qu and said, "Dragon Slayer, my world of cultivating immortals suffered heavy damage. At that time, Master Bai Qu paid too much, and he couldn't protect himself. Master Lingxi will not blame you Yes, the same is true for Master Lingyu."

Bai Qu touched his long beard and sighed helplessly: "No, they blame me. I can protect Junior Sister Lingxi and send her back to Lingyu..."

It's just that, Bai Qu's end will be miserable.

Rong Mushuang didn't say anything, the eight brothers and sisters of Zhixing Mountain had deep feelings, if he also had brothers and sisters and was in danger, he must be willing to exchange his life for theirs.

He is not Bai Qu, nor Wan Lingyu, nor Wan Lingxi, so he is not qualified to say that they will forgive you.

"The dead are gone. Since Master Bai Qu is well, then he should live with Master Lingxi with his share, regain the way of the sword, and protect the other people you want to protect." Rong Mushuang faced Bai Qu tiredly. With helpless eyes, he comforted him.

Bai Qu let out a long breath: "Maybe."

Then he slapped Rong Mushuang on the head: "You boy, you are not very old, did you see the uncle's joke? Ruan Danggui would not say these words in front of me, you have a deep understanding at a young age? "

Rong Mushuang slapped Bai Qu's hand away in dissatisfaction, restrained his heavy emotions just now, tugged at Bai Qu's beard and said, "Uncle, you won't grow taller if you slap someone's head!"

Rong Mushuang let go, and went to call other disciples to gather, presumably it was time to go to Fengming City.

Zhixing Mountain, Lingjue Peak.

Ruan Danggui carried the small medicine box into the yard, and went straight into Rong Mushuang's master bedroom. The door of Rong Mushuang's room was still closed, and there was no sign of leaving the closed door. He just let the younger brother slowly recover his spiritual power. Ten years.

Still don't worry.

Ruan Danggui knocked on the door cautiously: "Junior Brother Mu Shuang, how are you recovering from retreat? Would you like Senior Brother to take a look for you, get a pulse or something?"

The leaves in the yard were falling, making a slight sound as they fell to the ground.

It was extremely quiet inside the house, without any sound.

Ruan Danggui knocked on the door again and raised the volume: "Junior brother, are you there?"

Ruan Danggui waited for a while, but there was still no movement inside. Just as he was about to open the door and go in to check, a very pure wave of spiritual power suddenly came from the room, as cold as snow and as sharp as a sword.

It was Rong Mushuang's unique spiritual power, this wave was so fierce that even Ruan Danggui at the door was blown away, and he was able to hold the old banyan tree to stand still in the courtyard with a medicine box.

He was half puzzled and half hesitant: "What is this, Immortal Master Mushuang recovered his spiritual power in a short time?"

Ruan Danggui couldn't bear the spiritual power emanating from the room, and would be blown away if he got close, so he could only hide behind the tree and wait for the movement to pass.

The wave after wave of spiritual power spread out in the courtyard, and it took a long time to calm down.

Ruan Danggui looked at the fallen leaves all over the floor, swallowed, and slowly approached the master bedroom: "Junior brother, how are you?"

The spiritual power inside disappeared completely, and even the breath could not be felt.

Ruan Danggui's heart sank, and he opened the door and entered.

The master bedroom was empty, just like it used to be, with neat bookcases and slightly moving gauze curtains, completely opposite to the messy appearance outside.

Ruan Danggui hastily opened the gauze curtain, how could there be Rong Mushuang on the bed?

It's over, he's over.

Ruan Danggui looked downcast, and sent a voice transmission to Qiu Huaihan: "Senior Brother Sect Leader is not good, Junior Brother Mu Shuang is gone!

Fengming City, the City Lord's Mansion.

Yin Chen looked at the Broken Jade Sword in his hand, the silver-white sword glowed with a cold light, as sharp as his master.

He held the hilt of the sword in one hand, stroked the cold sword body with the other, and touched the two beautiful small characters.

Broken jade.

"hiss."

Yinchen's fingertips were scratched with a bloodstain by the sharp broken jade sword.

Yin Chen raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that the sword could hurt him without the master's spiritual power.

However, the wound on his fingertips healed automatically in just a short while, without a single trace of injury.

"My lord, people from Zhixing Mountain broke in."

Yin Chen put away his sword and smiled: "Good job, surround them."

"Yes!"

Bai Qu led a group of disciples straight into Fengming City's Lord's Mansion, with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

Rong Mushuang knew that Bai Qu listened to his words.

He recalled that Bai Qu said to him in the inn: "Since the demons want to lure us to Fengming City, then let's go. It's rare that they dare to challenge us head-on. They are waiting for us, and we are not afraid of them."

Rong Mushuang was also full of fighting spirit.

As soon as everyone entered the door, the devilish energy in the air instantly surrounded them, and the gate of the City Lord's Mansion closed behind them.

The demons hiding in the darkness swarmed up, and instantly wrestled with the disciples.

The door of the master bedroom was swung open, and a gray figure flew out of it very quickly, turned its hands into claws, and came towards Bai Qu's face door.

Bai Qu snorted coldly, shook his beard, and summoned the broad and vast sword in his hand.

"Ding"

Bai Qu held the Haomiao sword in front of him, blocking the grey-robed man's fierce claw.

The gray-robed man quickly changed his moves, trying to take Bai Qu's life.

The strong wind whimpered, blowing Rong Mushuang's green robe flying, he stood beside Qi Lian, protected by the barrier, his eyes closely followed the black figure in the crowd.

Gu Chenli fought with the few big demons sent by the demons. He could use his spiritual power freely and his palms were vigorous, but after all, he was missing a sword.

Although Gu Chenli was not at a disadvantage, Rong Mushuang had the mentality of an old father, always feeling that Gu Chenli would get hurt if he was not careful.

His injuries couldn't be more serious...

Qi Lian was also very nervous beside him, but he still teased Rong Mushuang: "Why, are you worried about Senior Brother Gu?"

Rong Mushuang didn't even give him a look, and responded casually: "En."

Qi Lian watched as Bai Qu made a killing move, the mountain-heavy and vast sword became very huge, Bai Qu held it with both hands, lifted it up, and with his spiritual power running to the extreme, he struck the gray-robed man with his sword.

Yin Chen raised his eyebrows, but revealed a playful smile.

Bai Qu frowned, not understanding what Yin Chen meant, and he didn't take back the sword in his hand.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yin Chen grabbed Gu Chenli, who had gained the upper hand in the fight with the big demon not far away, with his sharp claws full of demonic energy.

Gu Chenli slapped the big devil's heart with his palm, and with all his spiritual power, the big devil would be wiped out in the next second.

But because of this, he is facing away from Yinchen at the moment.

"Ah Chen, get out of the way!"

In desperation, Rong Mushuang directly transmitted the sound across thousands of miles.

The cold and eager voice rang in Gu Chenli's ears. Gu Chenli opened his eyes slightly, and almost at the same time he was about to withdraw his hands and leave the place, but the big demon in front of him grabbed his hand tightly and pointed at Gu Chenli. He smiled sadly.

Gu Chenli secretly thought it was bad, he didn't even care about why Rong Mushuang appeared here, he felt the devilish energy full of death behind him was locked on him, and he couldn't get away.

If he had a sword in his hand at this moment, he would definitely cut off the big demon's hand with one sword.

Unfortunately, the Broken Jade Sword was lost...

Qi Lian felt a burst of cold and pure spiritual power explode around him, breaking through the barrier protecting them. The City Lord's Mansion and even the entire Fengming City were covered by this cold spiritual power, washing away the dark demons that filled the city. gas.

In the next second, there was no one around Qi Lian.

Among the fighting crowd, the silver-white hair spread out in the air. The cold and dust-free immortal, holding a thin and light Tanyue sword, looked like a nine-day true immortal, and swung away the sword that was about to penetrate Gu Chenli's chest. paws.

"Master?!"