Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Ling Qian's hand lightly rested on the brocade box made of pine trees woven with golden silk, the fingertips felt so lifelike to the touch, it made him dazed for a moment, as if what he saw was the tree on the edge of the Taiyi Gate cliff.

In the past, he dug up the peach blossom tree that had covered his youthful and innocent thoughts, and transplanted this pine tree to show Master that there is nothing more important than Master's wishes in this world, including himself.

It symbolizes complete selflessness and loyalty to only one person.

Today, the ceremony is followed by the soldiers.

If you can touch people with the love of peach blossoms, you probably won't send the piercing pine needles to him.

Ling Qian's thoughts lasted only a moment, and she hadn't reacted yet.

Hearing the Taiyi Sect brother who gave the gift didn't know what he was feeling, he quietly asked himself through a voice transmission: "Why are you so heartless, brother?"

Ling Qian could feel this person approaching at the beginning, and his eyes could not be faked.

And the voice of disappointment at this moment also came from the heart.

It is not the pine tree on the surface of the brocade box.

It was the things contained in this box, even if it was sealed in a box that could be regarded as a spiritual treasure, it would be difficult to hide the bloody smell.

This gift was full of the blood of the person he cared about most in the past.

"Brother, what have you been doing these past few months?"

Ling Qian didn't look at this junior brother's face, but only listened to his voice, he could feel his sadness.

What was he doing, he was badly injured, pregnant and unconscious.

He gave birth to these young masters who were completely unacceptable to those who trusted him most in the past.

After he wakes up, even at this moment, his mind is incomplete. Even if he can feel the sadness of the person in front of him, even if he is not being plotted by the master, it is extremely difficult for him to express any emotion.

"Even if the master drives the senior brother out of the school, even if it is rumored that you have done a lot of evil, even if you don't care about us anymore, but what about Tan Le, the senior brother used to value him so much and treat him like a younger brother..."

Ling Qian is indifferent now, so she won't delay listening to people's complaints.

He won't answer.

Not even touched by it, he had no chance.

But when he opened the box and saw the items inside, it was extremely difficult to control his breathing indifferently.

"Others don't know Tan Le's real body, but senior brother must know, how many calls for help have been passed to Xiaoyao Palace in different ways, senior brother, why don't you save him."

Ling Qian's breath was stagnant, and she almost vomited out of what she saw and the huge smell of blood.

Others don't know.

What other people see in their eyes are just two scale armors given to children to protect their body, they are not considered rare treasures, if we talk about value, we only look at the aura, it may not be more precious than the box containing these things.

There were already whispers.

He|Huanzong's demon cultivator said: "The majestic head of the Taiyi sect, the head of the immortal sect, is such a vulgar thing."

The disciples of the Xianmeng flattered Xie Siyuan, echoing the sarcasm: "The magnanimity of the Taiyi Sect is comparable to that of the leader."

"That's really not comparable to your young leader's natural affection," Moxiu covered his lips and chuckled, "How many rare treasures he presented just now opened people's eyes, why would anyone have the nerve to follow behind the fairy alliance and take out Such a low-grade thing."

The less classy it is, the more thorough the etiquette is, and the boundaries are completely drawn.

Xie Siyuan was so angry that he clearly knew that these inferior demon cultivators were just mocking him and using himself to mock Ling Xiaojun.

I wish that he and Ling Xiaojun's bond would grow bigger.

But Ling Xiao-jun's move, doesn't it mean that he, Xie Siyuan, is the only dog ​​here who licks people without knowing it.

Today, I always offended him face to face. If he is not dead, he will be even more courageous.

Xie Siyuan waved his fan to pretend to be chic, watched Ling Qian's reaction closely, and said, "If it's not vulgar, it depends on what kind of scale it is. What if it's a rare animal that ordinary people can't see, at least the smell , it smells fresh."

Rare beast?

Ling Qian could recognize at a glance that this was the tail scale of Tan Le's real body, the merman's tail scale, which was hard black and radiant, different from the blue tail of the merman race, because Tan Le was the blood of the black dragon.

smell fresh?

These two child-sized scales are made of huge materials, and the blood has not dissipated. Didn't they peel off all the scales of Tan Le in one go?

What a vicious heart.

What a hypocrite.

Ling Qian's heart is like a lake of dead silence to everyone outside, and the previous moment was considered calm, but suddenly he was influenced by something, and a stormy sea suddenly set off.

The feeling of nausea and the emotion of disgust made his impenetrable shell, and there was an undisguised crack about to appear.

"Thank you." Ling Qian closed the lid, unable to say another word.

Just now.

Zong Zhou took his hand, and ordered someone to hand over the two jade boxes containing the vows to the disciples of Taiyi Sect and Xie Siyuan.

The Mozong Supreme is aloof, cold and majestic, and he is so unattainable that no one can reach thousands of miles away.

It was clearly a gift in return to draw a clear line, but it seemed like a reward from a superior.

There was the eager-eyed and troublesome Moxiu, who joked: "The Taiyi Sect didn't say it just now, and the gift from the fairy and the devil is not good for people to guess in the future. He hurriedly asked Ling Xianjun to open it in public. Why did the gift come to him? But he didn’t take the initiative to show it to everyone.”

"Yeah, if there's something that's not easy to accept, I'll be a witness to the two of you."

"That's right, that's right, I don't think the young leader has a good face, so why not set an example for the people of the Taiyi School like when giving gifts."

A word from these people, and a word from me, quickly drew everyone's attention away from Ling Qian.

Ling Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw the gift-giving disciples of the Taiyi Sect, because their status in the sect was not high, they had no control over them, and they dared not act recklessly.

As the young master of the Xianmeng, Xie Siyuan is used to making his own decisions. He had intended to use the matter of the phoenix grass at the banquet to shame Zongzhou, a man who burns mountains and steals.

Unexpectedly, the phoenix grass he found by himself has not been taken out yet.

Zong Zhou had the face to put the stolen things into the ring and give it to Xianmeng as a gift.

Xie Siyuan generously used the illusion inherited from his family to show the sea of ​​phoenix grass and flowers in the ring to everyone.

All of a sudden, the carved railings and jade bricks were all scattered, and the guests in the room were surrounded by flowers that couldn't tell the real from the fake.

The eyes were as bright as fire, and the spiritual mist seemed real. The lower-level monks were already intoxicated. It can be seen that some of them picked flowers, and some even seized the opportunity to practice. All kinds of ugliness really made Xie Siyuan, who was teased earlier, addicted.

"The phoenix grass comes from Fengwu Mountain, and it is the unique spiritual plant of the Immortal League..." Xie Siyuan hadn't said the thief's words before he was suddenly tugged at his sleeves by the elders who followed him.

It turns out that there is not only a sea of ​​flowers here.

The monks who are still conscious have gathered under a giant tree that looks like a red dandelion.

Danxiu, who studies spiritual plants, said: "This tree and the phoenix grass have the same aura, look at the direction of the wind, the phoenix grass is just the seeds that this tree sows with the wind, but I and other immortals have never heard of phoenix grass. Wushan has this big tree."

How ostentatious the Xianmeng is, who has not been invited to Fengwu Mountain.

From this point of view, Xie Siyuan's ancestors actually boasted that the young spiritual plant was unique, flaunted it for many years, and even regarded it as a family heirloom.

Everyone turned around and looked at Xie Siyuan.

Xie Siyuan's mind went blank for a while, and suddenly a memory that was pulled away returned to his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was the one who ordered people to steal at Taiyi Gate, and was caught by Ling Qian. After losing the battle, Zongzhou heard a story about his ancestors stealing secret books and making a fortune.

"Impossible," Xie Siyuan turned around to avoid the eyes of others, "The secret book was legitimately obtained by my ancestors."

"The phoenix grass doesn't belong to your family. It's really hard to say whether it's a secret book or not."

Xie Siyuan didn't know which female cultivator from the Demon Sect was gossiping about him.

Just talking to himself more and more confusedly.

Until he suddenly heard a mental method related to his own illusion, he suddenly blushed, remembering that Zong Zhou said that half of the mental methods his ancestors stole were fake, and that one day the whole family would die unexpectedly and go crazy.

There is already a disciple from the inner sect of Xianmeng, who said: "Why is this mental method different from the one practiced in the sect?"

Because it was stolen, and what happened to be stolen from Zongzhou.

This big devil once said that if he dared to offend, he would bear the end of being played crazy.

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Outside the illusion, Ling Qian, who was completely undisturbed, looked at the situation, held Zong Zhou's hand tightly, and said, "They didn't really come to bless you, but I don't want to add blood to the good day when the child is full moon. "

"It's all up to you." Zong Zhou smiled gently at Ling Qian.

With a light wave of his hand, the guests in the palace were brought back from the illusion to reality.

Xie Siyuan stared blankly.

Behind him, the disciple of the Immortal League whispered: "Is what I heard just now true? Is the way we started to practice wrong?"

"I heard it too. I exercised my inner strength according to this mentality, and it really felt a lot more comfortable. How could this be?"

"It's a pity that there is only one sentence."

Xie Siyuan's eyes widened when he heard the words, this is the hard way to ride a tiger.

Now everyone knows that Xie's family took Fengcao from Zongzhou, if he admits that his mental method is wrong again, others will believe that his ancestor's mental method was stolen.

The disciples in the sect would also think that the correct sentence was from Xie Siyuan's memory because the illusion was based on real memory, and they believed that Xie's family was hiding something private, and deliberately gave them the wrong idea.

I'm afraid there will be a big mess by then.

Xie Siyuan quickly looked at Zongzhou, this person didn't kill him, he didn't produce evidence like Fengcao's mother's body to prove Xie's theft, he just left a way out.

"The master of the palace doesn't want the Taiyi family to be the only one. My immortal alliance is not useless." Xie Siyuan sent a voice transmission to Zongzhou, and he had to go back to ask his father for instructions on this matter.

How could Zongzhou lower his status by communicating with the villain through voice transmission on such an occasion.

He set his majestic eyes on the disciples of the Taiyi Sect, which was in the way of Ling Qian's face, which could be regarded as restraining his power.

But the disciple was still shivering with fright.

Xie Siyuan is such a smart person, he only thinks that the Taiyi Sect also has a handle in Zong Zhou's hands, and the turmoil in the Taiyi Sect can always divert some of his own conflicts.

He immediately stepped forward to snatch the ring received from the Taiyi Sect, and a new illusion brought everyone into a peach blossom forest.

The petals in the forest are flying like rain, and the beauty is beautiful, but it is not as attractive as the aura of the phoenix grass.

Xie Siyuan was disappointed for a moment, and soon found a turning point.

This peach blossom has the aura of Ling Xiaojun, the head of the Taiyi Sect. It turns out that this villain who has no morality as a teacher came to secretly send flowers today, and he still has the face to speak ill of him.

No wonder people from the Taiyi Sect dare not take it out.

He was ashamed and flustered for Tai Yimen.

The Xie family's illusion is based on real memories, but now there are many people who can use it when they fall into the illusion, Xie Siyuan read everyone's reactions over and over again.

He quickly found the little disciple of the Supreme Unity Sect who was giving gifts. This person looked too nervous and didn't even dare to lift his head. This was a guilty conscience.

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Peach Blossom Forest suddenly ushered in a heavy rain.

People who don't have deep memories of peach blossoms all look sober.

Only the little disciple of Taiyi Sect screamed, covered his head and ran away, attracting everyone's attention.

The sky suddenly became cloudy, and under the peach blossom tree where the little disciple escaped, a phantom of memory appeared——

Ling Xiaojun pinched Ling Qian's neck, ruined his heart, and said heartlessly: "How dare you make me fall in love, death is not a pity."

In an instant, the world spun.

The peach blossoms turned into pine trees again.

In front of everyone's eyes is Xie Siyuan's memory.

It is also Ling Xiaojun, but at this moment, his demonic appearance is fully revealed, with red eyes.

He broke Xie Siyuan's neck with a click under the pine tree, and said coldly: "Is it fun to die? Don't get close to him after it's fun."

For a time, the hypocrite who was duplicity caused panic in the palace.

There was still only Ling Qian, who was so quiet and expressionless.

He transmitted his voice to Zong Zhou, and said: "You have to do so many things without telling me, how can you still be like a normal person during the day, pestering me to sleep?"

"If I don't sleep on this bed today, I will be afraid that you will be angry. In ten and a half months, I won't be given another chance to sleep on it." Zong Zhou replied calmly.

"The illusion was created by Xie Siyuan. For the sake of Xianmeng, what he took this opportunity to do was also Ling Xiaojun's own fault. I can't blame you for anything."

Ling Qian's eyes were darkened: "The Taiyi Sect I care about has a chance to leave Ling Xiaojun, but Tan Le, he was scaled and died. Why did you keep it from me?"

Zong Zhou tightened his hands and squeezed his metacarpal bones, which hurt his own hand.

"As you know, I have never been a gentleman who repays grievances with kindness. No matter whether you are soft-hearted towards Tan Le or not, you should remember that those who have hurt you should be grateful to me every moment of their breath."

Ling Qian didn't know what it was like.

He only heard the words from a stranger in the distance accusing him of his master, but it struck his heart, "Immortals and demons have different paths, and their ways are different, so how can we get along with each other."

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