The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

The two people at the gate of the Tiangong had an inseparable fight, both of them were covered with paint, they were looking for death, and they both wanted to put each other to death.

Gu Chenli wiped the blood from his lips and looked at the Emperor with cold eyes: "Where is my master?"

The Emperor of Heaven sneered: "You will never see him again in your life."

Gu Chenli held the Demonic Sword in his hand without mercy: "Master, he likes freedom, but you imprison him, trap him in this Heavenly Palace, and even dream of getting him, what a fool's dream!"

The Emperor of Heaven saw the trick and said: "How do you know that he is not free? Little Silver Dragon is doing well in Tiangong, so don't worry about it. Since you came here by such a coincidence, I have some good news for you. Xiao Yinlong is pregnant with Xiaolong's cub, my lord's."

Gu Chenli slammed the Demonic Sword in his hand, opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "You forced my master?!"

He should have thought of it earlier, he should have been faster, faster, he was still late, and he still humiliated his master...

Gu Chenli only felt guilty, and didn't know how his master was doing now.

Taking advantage of Gu Chenli's stunned moment, the Heavenly Emperor pierced Gu Chenli's heart with a sword.

Looking at the strange scene in front of her, Rong Mushuang fell into deep thought.

Relying on the guidance in his heart, he came to a place that was relatively ordinary compared to other palaces in heaven, but he was also the most special.

The Tiangong is full of clouds and mist, and the soft white clouds are under the feet, but it is very clear here, and the surrounding scenery is unobstructed. Walking in from the outside, it seems to see the moon through the clouds and mist.

Rong Mushuang was anxious to find Gu Chenli, and was about to leave when she heard someone calling him, "Master Shenlong."

Rong Mushuang turned around, she hadn't heard such a title for a long time, she was a little confused for a while: "Who are you?"

The man was dressed in black and white ink, looking clean and tidy, his eyes were black and white, as if he could see through everything in the world, he bowed to Rong Mushuang from a distance: "I am the Immortal Lord."

It turned out that he had reached the Hall of Siming.

Rong Mushuang nodded slightly, and said: "I just entered here by mistake, and I am leaving."

After speaking, he walked away.

Immortal Siming quickly said: "Master Shenlong, I have already calculated this catastrophe a hundred years ago, and there is no need to stop it."

When Rong Mushuang heard this, she stopped and turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

Siming Xianjun walked over slowly, and said as he walked: "Master Shenlong should know that there are two souls in the human body, the fusion of good and evil souls. A hundred years ago, the emperor of heaven shattered the ancient soul in order to rescue Lord Shenlong from Danyue Snow Mountain. The seal enchantment left by the protoss, Master Shenlong was punished by the heavens, resulting in instability of the mind and soul, and the memory is also affected, isn't it?"

Rong Mushuang nodded: "It is true, His Majesty the Emperor...?"

Immortal Siming knew that Rong Mushuang should have thought of it: "His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor forcibly broke the barrier, and was bitten by the heavens. The good soul and the evil soul were separated. The good soul stayed in the heaven for a hundred years, while the evil soul fell into the mortal world." , the good soul and the evil soul are separated, and the two will not have any memory, presumably Lord Shenlong knows."

Rong Mushuang's heart beat wildly. He naturally knew that his good soul was distorted by time and space to look at the modern times, while the evil soul stayed in Zhixing Mountain, and even the good soul came back by mistake. It was a memory that was slowly recovered. Complete recovery at the end of the transformation period.

So the Emperor of Heaven is a good soul, an evil soul... who is it?

He had a bold guess.

Immortal Siming smiled: "As you imagined, the evil spirit's name is Gu Chenli. He should have become the Demon Lord in the Yuhuang Mountain Grand Competition, and there must be a battle between the emperor of heaven and the evil spirit when he leaves the pass."

Rong Mushuang's voice was hoarse: "What will happen to them...?"

"To die together."

Something exploded in Rong Mushuang's mind, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.

No, Gu Chenli can't die!

Rong Mushuang didn't care to talk to Immortal Si Ming any more, his thoughts turned sharply, he couldn't sense Gu Chenli's breath, but he thought of one thing.

The jade pendant with dragon pattern, which he handed over to the Heavenly Emperor the other day, is Gu Chenli. Now that the two are together, they feel that anyone can do it.

Rong Mushuang quickly fled to the outside of the Tiangong.

"Hey," Immortal Si Ming disappeared when he saw him, and before he could stop him, he looked at the back and shook his head, "What are you doing in such a hurry? If they die together, they can be integrated into one body, and they are all emperors of heaven, and they are still emperors of heaven, too, Gu Chenli."

Rong Mushuang quickly rushed to the outside of the Tiangong and saw two black and white figures wrestling together. The Emperor of Heaven pierced Gu Chenli's heart with a sword, and Gu Chenli reacted quickly, and he also lifted the Yumo Sword and pierced it. The heart of the Emperor of Heaven.

Rong Mushuang poured cold water over his head like a basin, and even his heartbeat paused for a moment.

The emperor of heaven turned his back to him and couldn't see his expression clearly, but Gu Chenli's eyes moved slightly, he saw Rong Mushuang, and saw the master he had been thinking about day and night.

Gu Chenli slowly pulled out a smile, but it was very ugly.

Rong Mushuang moved her lips, as if she wanted to speak, but she couldn't say anything.

He saw Gu Chenli calling him, but there was no sound, but the mouth shape was clearly the same.

Master.

Rong Mushuang watched the black mist around him dissipate, and watched the two people not far away gradually become transparent, turning into specks of starlight, as if they were about to dissipate.

This is clearly, the soul flies away.

Rong Mushuang blinked slowly, there were too many tears accumulated in the eye sockets, and now they flowed down, unknowingly bursting into tears.

"Gu Chenli." Rong Mushuang softly called him, and flew over, trying to keep him, but what he touched was nothing but illusion.

"Gu Chenli..."

"Gu Chenli..."

"Gu Chenli..."

Rong Mushuang called his name, one after another, each time more urgently.

But he got no response.

Rong Mushuang could not suppress the tears in her eyes, nor could she hide her grief.

Obviously Gu Chenli was always by his side, but he didn't know it, and kept making him feel lost.

And Gu Chenli, who he wanted to see so much, now saw him, but he never saw him again.

"Don't leave me alone..."

But it turns out that the companionship of the past hundred years has erased his loneliness in Tanyue Snow Mountain. It doesn't matter whether he is free or not. The important thing is that the person who does not let him be alone is always there.

Living in the bustling world of mortals, being alone without one's company is lonely, being in prison, being accompanied by a lover is also warm.

Rong Mushuang knelt and sat at the place where Gu Chenli disappeared, at the gate of the huge Tiangong, he and Baiyun merged into one, without you, me, and him.

And above him, the two dots of starlight that should have dissipated slowly gathered and merged, gradually revealing a person.

The man closed his eyes, still wearing a white robe with black hair, with silver threads running through the cuffs of his clothes, and his jawline was cold and hard, making him look repulsive, majestic and indifferent.

In his hand is the Demonic Sword, the demonic energy has disappeared for some reason, and all the ghosts in the sword have also dissipated, but it is glowing with a cold light like frost.

After the figure was condensed, the man slowly opened his eyes, without a trace of emotion, as cold as the cold spring in the Danyue Snow Mountain, with narrow and long phoenix eyes, not like a god above the nine heavens, just like a demon from hell.

The white clothes and high crown are obviously not in harmony with this face, but he feels that it should be so, it fits very well.

He was silent for a moment, as if he had regained his consciousness, he retracted the Demonic Sword in his hand, and his eyes fell on the white group of people below.

Rong Mushuang didn't know what to do for a while, and he was surrounded by confusion.

Maybe, after living for too long, if there is no one to accompany you back to loneliness, would you find it intolerable?

Then he should have been annihilated along with Gu Chenli.

Rong Mushuang thought so.

Perhaps feeling Rong Mushuang's grief, the little cub in his body moved vaguely, just like the last time, when the Heavenly Emperor wanted to kill it, it also gave Rong Mushuang a sense.

Rong Mushuang lowered his head slightly, and his lower abdomen did not show signs of being pregnant, but he knew that there was a fresh life in his body, which belonged to him and Gu Chenli.

He couldn't leave with Gu Chenli, at least not now.

but…

Gu Chenli was also very lonely.

He had seen Gu Chenli's loneliness before, they were actually the same, just two people suffering from loneliness, cuddling each other for warmth.

Rong Mushuang never felt that her tears could flow down continuously and could not be stopped.

"Mu Shuang, if you continue to cry, my heart will hurt to death."

The author has something to say: It's a pity that one is missing, and I can't play anything.