Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

Zhai Xinxue was pacing in the front hall with her hands behind her back at the moment, she raised her head when she heard movement at the door, and walked up quickly when she saw someone coming.

"Palace Master."

"Elder Nuo Ning."

Zhai Xinxue stretched out her hand to stop Nuo Ning from saluting, supported her arm and hurriedly pulled her into the hall to sit down.

Nuo Ning looked at Zhai Xinxue's frowned and serious face, knowing that what happened must not be simple: "What happened? Didn't Elder Chang Yu say yesterday that those who are dead will not hurt others?"

"Elder Changyu is also very puzzled," Zhai Xinxue said helplessly, "The disciples who were sent out yesterday afternoon did not return all night. This morning, I learned that something happened at the Poma Temple. All the disciples who went out yesterday encountered unexpected disasters and died. In Poma Temple."

Nuo Ning also frowned when she heard the words. The disciples sent out from Qiongxiao Palace are not flamboyant, and they are still in a three-person company. It is impossible to be discovered the next day unless they are defeated by one move.

"Elder Changyu came to see me this morning, and I realized that things might not be that simple."

Zhai Xinxue pulled Nuo Ning and said: "Changyu and Xuanji still have business to deal with in Qiongxiao Palace. Misong went to the south of Kunlun overnight last night, and it seems that there are demons who are making trouble there. Only those who can come forward now Only you."

Nuo Ning knew what she was going to say, Qiongxiao Palace had too many things to do recently, and there was not enough manpower.

Sanyu and Xuanji are the elders of the Medicine Sect, they can cure diseases and save people, they are really helpless, the four elders of Qiongxiao Palace, the two men are powerless, and the two female elders are successful. rely on.

"I'll go to the Poma Temple in person." Nuo Ning said, "Time waits for no one, I'll set off right away."

"Nuo Ning."

Zhai Xinxue grabbed Nuo Ning's hand, stared at her for a long time before saying, "You take this."

Nuo Ning was a little surprised when she saw what Zhai Xinxue was holding. It was a rosewood box, with auspicious clouds carved on the outside, and the half moon of Qiongxiao Palace was printed in the middle.

"This is……"

"You have been in poor health recently. I asked for these two life pills from Xuanji this morning."

Zhai Xinxue looked at her tenderly: "Nuo Ning, you must pay attention to your health when you go out this time, and don't be brave when you encounter danger. You must come back."

Nuo Ning looked at Zhai Xinxue with puzzled eyes, why did she speak to herself in such a tone?

Could it be that this trip is really dangerous?

Nuo Ning couldn't help but also began to pay attention to it. The Lord of Zhai Palace was so worried about himself, and three more disciples of Qiongxiao Palace died. The broken horse temple does not look simple.

"Thank you, Palace Master." Nuo Ning looked up at her, and took the red sandalwood box from Zhai Xinxue: "I will definitely check it out."

Zhai Xinxue said softly, "Be careful."

After thanking Zhai Xinxue, Nuo Ning plans to go to the Poma Temple now, if the horse is fast for an hour, Yujian will always be faster.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the main hall, he saw the moon-white figure standing at the gate and waiting.

Yan Jingfeng looked up at Nuo Ning, and walked forward slowly: "Master."

Nuo Ning nodded, and walked with her and said: "Master, I have a task and need to go out, you..."

"Are you going to Poma Temple?"

Yan Jingfeng didn't seem surprised by this result, she followed Nuo Ning: "You are not feeling well, my disciple will accompany you."

Nuo Ning stopped and looked at her apprentice. Yan Jingfeng went to Kunlun Mountain at the age of 17. She was just a girl with stubborn eyes back then. She had obviously missed the best age for practicing martial arts, but she insisted on entering Qiongxiao Palace.

Kunlun Mountain was covered with snow all the year round, and 17-year-old Yan Jingfeng knelt in front of the main hall, her legs turned purple from the cold and she refused to get up. At that time, many people wondered why this child was so persistent.

Later, Yan Jingfeng joined Nuo Ning's sect. Nuo Ning, who had just become an elder that year, had no disciples, so Yan Jingfeng became her first disciple.

Everyone joked that Nuo Ning accepted not an apprentice, but a maid serving tea and water. Nuo Ning never said anything about this.

Regardless of whether Yan Jingfeng is a maid or not, she is Nuo Ning's disciple.

In the spring of the second year, although Kunlun Mountain is still covered with snow all year round, some flowers hidden in the low peaks bring a rare spring.In that spring, on the night when Yan Jingfeng was 18 years old, she formed an alchemy overnight, forming a purple-gold inner alchemy in her body that almost everyone envied.

Since then, Yan Jingfeng's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and she has become one of the top disciples in Qiongxiao Palace.

At that time, everyone said that Nuo Ninghui had eyes for talents, and when everyone was not optimistic about Yan Jingfeng, she accepted her as an apprentice, established her position as one of the four elders, and also gained a Zijin Neidan's apprentice.

Only Nuo Ning was indifferent after hearing these words, but occasionally stood behind her house in Changshuifang and sighed. At that time, she just wanted to accept Yan Jingfeng.

So many years have passed in a flash, Yan Jingfeng is no longer the little girl that anyone would look down on, she is standing in front of him now, with fair skin and black eyes like ink, she looks like a snow lotus that has been transformed by time.

High cooling and gentle.

"it is good."

Nuo Ning also knew that the two of them would take care of each other when they went together. Now most of the disciples of Qiongxiao Palace have gone out to hunt down the fleeing demons, and there are really not many people.

Now that she decided to take Yan Jingfeng with her, Nuo Ning stretched out her palm, and in the palm of her hand, she transformed into a long sword of white moonlight.

I saw that the long sword was emitting silver light all over, and there was no handle at the handle, only half a piece of black jade was carved with lacquer, the whole body was slender and smooth.

"Qin."

Nuo Ning called out its name, and saw that the Qingyin Sword instantly turned into a huge sword, lying in front of the two of them.

Seeing that the Qingyin sword was ready, Nuo Ning sat on it and looked at Yan Jingfeng: "You sit up too, time waits for no one, let's go back quickly."

Yan Jingfeng stared at the beautiful and slender long sword, her ears were blushing, she coughed lightly and sat behind Nuo Ning.

Nuo Ning glanced at her and said, "Hold me tight."

Yan Jingfeng: "...Master, I..."

Nuo Ning looked at her puzzled: "Yujian is flying with strong wind, if you don't hug me tightly, I will not save you if you are blown down by the wind."

Yan Jingfeng coughed lightly, and slowly stretched out her hand to the waist of the landlord Nuo Ning, with a hint of timidity in her voice, she said cautiously: "I'm holding tight, Master, let's go."

Nuo Ning felt the touch on her waist, and looked back at Yan Jingfeng and the gap behind her, not reluctantly.

Qing Yin Sword flew out with a beam of silver light, and Zhai Xinxue, who came out of the hall, looked up at the place where Nuo Ning disappeared, and sighed leisurely.

Yu Jian needs to consume a lot of spiritual power to fly. In order to save spiritual power, disciples with weak cultivation usually choose to ride horses. Nuo Ning doesn't need to work so hard, Yu Jian can save more than half of the time at least.

Looking down from mid-air, Nuo Ning watched the Qiongxiao Palace under her feet getting smaller and smaller, so she said loudly to Yan Jingfeng: "Jingfeng!"

Yan Jingfeng hugged Nuo Ning tightly: "Master?"

Nuo Ning looked back at her and said, "Hurry up."

Yan Jingfeng: "...!!!!"

Originally an hour's journey, it took only a cup of tea to arrive at the place. Nuo Ning looked down at the ruins of Kaiyuan that had entered the field of vision. The large expanse of scorched land looked particularly frightening from the sky. The baptized ground will not be able to be planted and produced within a hundred years.

Five years ago, the Demon Race opened the door to the world. They overthrew the dynasty regime at that time and brutally slaughtered the people in the world.At that time, the Cultivation Sect focused on eliminating the demons, and every fight was extremely tragic. Wherever the blood of the demons fell, it would turn into scorched earth.

Fortunately, the winning side is the human race.

The demons were driven back to their own land, and what happened that year was also called the "Kaiyuan tragedy", leaving behind cities and land that could not survive for a hundred years, known as the Kaiyuan ruins.

It fell on the ground full of scorched earth. Even after five years, there was still a strong smell of blood and an indescribable stench.

Nuo Ning endured the discomfort in her stomach and got down from the Qingyin sword. The Qingyin sword turned into a normal size. Nuo Ning looked around and fixed her eyes on a ruined temple not far away.

The ground around the ruined temple was dark and rotten, all the trees were dead and lifeless, and a few figures with uncoordinated limbs walked around the ruined temple, looking very strange.

"Master."

Yan Jingfeng also drew her long sword from behind, and she said to Nuo Ning, "Shall we go in and take a look now?"

The corpses of the three Qiongxiao Palace disciples should still be inside. Nuo Ning is here this time not only to annihilate the group of living dead, but also to take the Qiongxiao Palace disciples back.

"Go in," Nuo Ning said to Yan Jingfeng, "You stand behind me, don't be reckless."

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Jingfeng's answer, she raised her foot and walked into the temple.

Those figures were faintly visible in the mist, but when they got closer, they found that the hands and feet of those figures were abnormally distorted. Some people's heads were twisted in a full circle on their shoulders, and they were not alive at first glance. .

Nuo Ning frowned slightly, and she didn't know if it was because of her body, she always felt that these things were disgusting to death, and her stomach was churning.

'Gah--'

Sensing that there were living people approaching in the fog, the living dead stopped one by one, and turned to look at Nuo Ning and Yan Jingfeng.

Nuo Ning took a step back, stretched out her hand to protect Yan Jingfeng behind her, and said in a low voice: "Don't be merciful, there must be something wrong with these people who are dead but not stiff, just cut them off, don't touch them, I'm afraid they may be poisoned."

Yan Jingfeng nodded: "Understood."

Perhaps it was the conversation between the two that attracted the attention of the living dead. They approached crookedly one by one, each at a slow speed, but they looked very strange in the fog.

Nuo Ning frowned, and said to Yan Jingfeng: "Go!"

With an order, two white figures rushed out in an instant, moving left and right among the unresponsive living dead, but all the dead who touched the weapons of Nuo Ning and Yan Jingfeng broke from their waists and fell straight to the ground.

The Qingyin sword in Nuo Ning's hand was buzzing as she shuttled among the living dead. She protected the sword with spiritual energy, fearing that the blood of the living dead would be corrosive.

The living dead didn't hurt or itch, even if they were cut off and fell to the ground, they would lie on their stomachs and go to Nuo Ning's side, which made her even more disgusted.

Can't kill it?

Nuo Ning frowned slightly, she glanced at Yan Jingfeng, who was basically not under any pressure, and said to her: "Jingfeng, you stay here, I will go into the temple to have a look."

Yan Jingfeng took a moment to glance at her master, and before she could speak, she saw her white figure flashing into the ruined temple.