Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

"Really injured?" Ling Qian already had an answer in her heart.

As he asked, he turned around and rolled up the dark gold silk curtain, and threw it away lightly, covering the sunlight outside.

"Why cover the sun." Zong Zhou got up slightly, grabbed his belt and pulled him forward.

Ling Qian pushed Zong Zhou's hand away seemingly puzzled.

Raising his hand, he touched his hair crown, pulled out the Ruihe golden hairpin that tied his hair, and used it as a pestle in the doctor's hand, leaned over and tapped the sharp end on Zongzhou's Adam's apple.

This is human instinct, there must be a place to dodge when seeing a sharp weapon.

But Zong Zhou was able to let Ling Qian follow his swallow, gesture up and down, just staring at his sly and charming star eyes, without any intention of avoiding self-protection.

"How can you use this joyful method to improve your breath during the day? If it's healing..." Ling Qian used the golden hairpin in her hand to draw a light pink trace on the side of Zongzhou's neck, and then buried her head in Zongzhou's blood. The rushing neck veins, the tongue licks the scar like a cat.

He was almost lying on the opponent's body, and the man moved his arms in such warmth that he was so impulsive that he wanted to turn over immediately and press him under him.

"Don't move." Ling Qian restrained her scalding | hot breath, and gave the order coldly.

Zong Zhou was about to wrap his arms around his body, and obediently put them back to his side.

As soon as he raised his head and cast a serious gaze, he voluntarily raised his hands above his head, as if he had surrendered and let others down, and said: "I obey."

Ling Qian smiled softly.

He suddenly untied his brocade belt embroidered with golden silk auspicious clouds, and held down the hands that might be uncontrollably entwined with one hand.

The more aware of the strength of the man in front of him, the less he will easily love this delicate hand.

The more pampered she is, the tighter her wrist is bound.

In the end, holding the wrist tightly, he kissed the person's lips.

"I'm treating wounds." The little fairy, who was so deceitful and wanted to prostitute herself in the daytime, said words to coax herself to believe.

The Demon Lord, who has always held the initiative, raised the corners of his lips, allowing him to have fun in his own mouth like tasting honey, taking a breath, and sighed dissatisfied: "The wound is not in the mouth, the baby has to be more delicate." Find some."

Hearing this, Ling Qian got up slightly, and traced the Ruihe golden hairpin across Zong Zhou's lips, lowering her eyes bewilderingly, watching her lips that were warmed rosy by her own warmth and trembled slightly by the cold object in her hand.

A wicked and excited smile appeared on the pure face of a fairy.

"Want me?"

He was able to ask, but quickly covered Zong Zhou's mouth with his hands, not allowing anyone to speak.

"Want to see me take off the burden of covering my body?"

Zong Zhou said that he would obey orders and not let him speak, so he just nodded.

However, Ling Qian didn't do what she wanted even after asking, so she picked up Zongzhou's belt with a hairpin, put her hands through Zongzhou's lapel and opened up all the coverings, until it revealed that the man's body had been made unconscious by the evil eyes. The fierce beast chaos.

He had poor cultivation during pregnancy, and needed recuperation after giving birth, and he hadn't seen this wild magic pattern for a long time.

When he was in the lotus pond of Taiyi Sect, he restrained himself and kept the etiquette, and he never confessed a single truth. This magic pattern really excited his heart that had been restrained for many years.

But he didn't intend to say it today.

He only used the golden hairpin to stab the scarlet demonic eyes of the ferocious beast, and a little bit of oozing red added more color to the ferocious eyes. He used his soft tongue again, just like treating a minor wound on the neck, to heal the wound. This wound.

Only this place is different from other places.

It was a place that he had never touched since he and Zong Zhou got married. The more untouchable it was before, the more sensitive it was.

He felt that the man had reached the limit of his patience if he didn't break free.

But he still felt that his thoughts were still unfinished, and his beautiful eyes burning with passion raised lazily, staring at the man's eyes that turned from black to red, and said: "If you want me, why don't you talk?"

Why don't you talk, why don't you say you want it?

Zong Zhou was full of excitement, obeying him obediently.

Obediently, seeing him get rid of the so-called encumbrance, for the first time without Zongzhou's help, and carefully and emotionally develop himself, it's not easy, just see his slightly wrinkled brows and trembling shoulders, it's easy, look at him again Thinking it was easy to come up, I took the initiative to sink down.

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"How many days and nights?"

"Xiaoqian retreat doesn't need to worry about this."

"Don't worry about it, do you want to live the years and months into day and night?"

"I listen to you."

"If you, if you listen to me, then it's not, just follow me like this."

"I'm afraid?"

"Ah, um... afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that you don't know the severity of that blow, and I feel sorry for you. It's better to spend day and night. I have light and heavy."

This is their last night in Xiaoyao Palace.

At dawn.

How many riches and honors in the world are already in the past.

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There is a mermaid land hidden on the bottom of the East China Sea.

The mermaids here were condemned by the heavens in the past and became the eyes of the guards of the demon gate. They depended on a magic weapon bestowed by the heavens, which was named "Red Jade Coral".

The red jade coral can not only be used to protect the fetus, but also continuously provide spiritual power for the barrier that protects the shark land for thousands of years.

The black dragon, the guardian of the magic gate, designed a pair of fairy couples to break the enchantment of the shark land, and "borrowed" the red jade coral by the way.

The sharks here, just surround the mountain bought with coral all day long.

This mountain is amazing.

The immortal veins in it can be used for the enchantment of the shark land to draw spiritual power.

What's more, it is high on the mountain, standing in the deep sea, and can still emerge from the water to form a huge island.

"That's it, it's us, I'm a little embarrassed to say."

In the center of the Merren Land, there is an iridescent shell comparable to a mortal palace. This is the residence of the Merren High Priest.

At this moment, it was the old man with the highest seniority who was hemming and hawing.

Zong Zhou held Zong Jing in one hand, and held up a colorful coral in the other. His eyes showed some impatience, and said, "When I detained my pregnant Taoist partner back then, I felt sorry for not seeing you."

Holding Ling Yu in her arms, Ling Qian tugged at Zong Zhou's sleeve with her child's little hand. He looked kindly, did not speak, and his meaning was very clear.

The past is over, and they didn't have bad intentions at the beginning. Coral is a sacred object. If they don't lend it out, it is indeed more suitable for Ling Qian to stay here for delivery.

Zong Zhou just saw that the other party missed the mountain he left behind, so he deliberately teased a few words.

Since Ling Qian refuses to speak, the devil can be very obedient.

The merman priest laughed dryly, and said: "Actually, there are not many merman who will leave the enchantment. We still prefer to live and work in this hidden place outside the world. To be honest, we were still quite scared when Tan Le brought you back. of."

"We sent Ruby Coral back, and we will never set foot here again." Ling Qian smiled understandingly.

The merman priest was even more embarrassed. It was the mermen who were greedy for Ling Qian's things, but they still brought up old things in an attempt to make people feel guilty, so that they would not hear the merman's request all at once and refuse too bluntly.

Ling Qian is a smart person, so she can naturally see what others are coveting.

It's etiquette to prevent Zongzhou from saying bad words. Although Zongzhou said that the red jade and coral can be snatched away, he said it was a loan at the beginning, and he was already saving face for the sharks.

But Ling Qian thinks that bartering is the right way.

I was able to give birth safely, thanks to this sacred object, it is reasonable and reasonable to treat people with courtesy now.

He pointed to the sea area outside the iridescent shell, where almost the entire Merman Land gathered, one by one, seeming to be at ease around the mountain, but they couldn't hide it.

"Has anything happened here since I left?" he asked.

"If the two of you are going to the Demon Realm in the future, the change of guards at the Demon Gate can be regarded as a major event," the old man swam to his side and looked towards the fairy mountain. On the other side of the mountain was the black dragon, Over there, there came a man whose cultivation was similar to your Taoist companion."

The only person in this world whose cultivation level can compare with Zongzhou's is Ling Qian's former master, Ling Xiaojun, the former head of Taiyi Sect.

When Ling Qian heard about this person, her heart was at peace.

The old man still had lingering fears when he recalled this man, "That man's imposing manner caused the earth to shake, the mountains to shake, and the sea sand to churn. I'm ashamed to say that I only saw the beginning, and I didn't see the details in the sandstorm."

"He slayed the dragon, but he has already entered the demon gate?" Ling Qian recalled Zongzhou's power when he fought against the black dragon, and thought that the dragon had been injured by Zongzhou long ago, and Ling Xiaojun didn't need to expend any effort when he did it.

To be able to see the beginning clearly, for these mermaids, their eyesight is exhausted.

"It's not very clear," the merman priest frowned, as if caught in an uncertain memory, and said, "The black dragon roared, the sign of dying, and the devil's energy spread. We heard another person shouting no, and killing!" wrong."

"Wrong kill?" Ling Qian glanced at the old man, then at Zongzhou.

Zong Zhou was calm and not surprised.

The old man said: "There are only two kinds of living beings here. If the man is instigated to kill the wrong man, wouldn't it be us who are going to kill him? Therefore, we dare not see clearly who has entered the magic gate, so we just quickly lock the spirit." The magic circle has been strengthened."

"I can't see clearly, could it be because..." Ling Qian had an unbelievable thought.

Zongzhou's indifferent face also showed some surprise.

The old man withdrew his gaze from a distance, looked at the two of them, and said: "Anyone can be a black dragon, and the guards of the magic gate will all become black dragons. I haven't seen any of those two leave. It must be that one has become a demon, and the other has transformed into a dragon." There will be no one's consciousness again, only the obsession left, guarding the magic gate forever, until..."

"Until the next dragon slayer appears?" Ling Qian murmured.

"It's not necessary to slay the dragon, the black dragon has to be free." Zong Zhou glanced at the merman priest.

The old man was terrified immediately, "If Dragon Soul's obsession is to be free, isn't it that he is planning to deceive others to go back to the old road of you two all day long."

"Old road?" Zong Zhou lowered his voice slightly.

The old man quickly changed his words: "It is impossible for you to be put into the magic gate by the black dragon like this in this world, and you can still think of returning to the world with your sweetheart to fly side by side. Yes, Immortal Ling Qian is also outstanding."

"Zongzhou."

"Ok?"

Ling Qian's eyes were very pure, and he said in a warm voice: "We agreed to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion, and I've decided where to go."

"Are you really going to take this mountain away?" The merman priest said with regret in his eyes, "Seeing that they are surrounded by this mountain freely, they are really happy that they can go to the mountain and have a look outside without leaving this sea area." world."

"You said you were finally able to walk out freely," Ling Qian smiled, and spoke distantly, "That's because you know that the obsession of the black dragon on the other side of the mountain is no longer to kill you to be free."

He looked at the old shark man.

As if the other party had also been seen through his mind, he shrunk his neck.

"You know how to live comfortably, why don't you tell Heilong not necessarily Tan Le's biological father, you created his obsession, and then exiled him when he was young, and finally got a quiet guardian of the magic gate. "

The black dragon will not be Ling Xiaojun, if it is Ling Xiaojun, it will not be so quiet.

The mermaids are sinners who have been condemned by the heavens, and they will not be so innocent. This is just a check and balance between the black dragon and the eyes of the lock spirit formation.

And the new guard, Ruoru, who he guessed was Tan Le, would be quiet and feel guilty towards the Yuren tribe after learning the truth that the black dragon was not his biological father. Only such a black dragon could allow the Yuren tribe to gain real stability and freedom.

As for how the mermaid tribe made Ling Xiaojun kill him wrong.

Today's understatement doesn't mean that Ling Qian can't change the past and will study it carefully again.

"The fate of others, I'm just a spectator now." Ling Qian took the red jade coral from Zongzhou's hand, waved her hand, and threw it on the priest's empty throne, "You don't think that the fairy mountain is better than the coral, but that the coral is in With a fixed place in the world, it is possible for you to get rid of the fate and talent of defending the formation, and change to a fresh place to thrive."

"I'm not going to move this fairy mountain, but you guys, don't get any closer."

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On the fairy mountain islands on the sea, the evening wind spreads the white sandy beach with the tide dyed red by the rays of the sun.

Two immortals in blue clothes stood facing the wind on the edge of a steep cliff.

Fallen leaves rustle, and gulls sing sadly.

The red sun falls into the sea of ​​clouds.

Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hand, warmed it in his palm, and said, "Do you live here?"

"It's right here. This place can always remind me not to fall into obsessions." Ling Qian looked at the turbulent sea with calm eyes, and asked, "You said that the black dragon is so quiet, does it still have obsessions?"

"Yes." Zong Zhou replied affirmatively.

"Maybe he will be obsessed with not letting anyone through the magic gate, such as me who can't leave you," Zong Zhou kissed the back of Ling Qian's hand lightly, "Do you remember how I told you after that battle? of?"

"I remember," Ling Qian blinked slowly, regretfully but said with relief, "I also know that I tried to get him to let go of his obsession, and I gave him the greatest trust I could, but the reason why obsession is obsession , because it will not be shaken by anyone.”

Tan Le's obsession, even if he can keep this person for a while, it will not change the final outcome. Those who are obsessed will always find ways to achieve it at all costs.

"So you've seen it, can you really let it go?" Zong Zhou looked at Ling Qian's face.

Ling Qian turned her head, met her gaze, and said, "I let it go, but it's still wrong for you to hide it from me."

"Ah..." Zongzhou sighed suddenly, with a very depressed expression, and said, "I'm not a prophet. If I knew that the black dragon is the form that any trapped creature can transform, why would I bother to make up that he is still alive after death?" I'll let you hear the lies of good thoughts."

"You want me to only remember the good memories." Ling Qian was accusing, but not angry at Zong Zhou.

Zong Zhou's face is the gentle and good color of the sunset, and he doesn't know whether his real face is happy or angry, but his tone must be disgusting towards the sharks.

"But the beasts in the deep sea let the beauty I woven with my heart be exposed. It's good that you leave the fairy mountain where they are close at hand but out of reach."

"I just think they are noisy, and I didn't stay here to punish them. Punishing them is God's business. I think, if they are evil to the extreme, they would have already entered the devil's gate. If their descendants can maintain a kind heart, God The penalty will probably end as well."

Ling Qian sighed softly, he still couldn't understand the way of heaven, but he firmly believed that sticking to the heart is the right way.

"People, the most fearful thing is not deciding which path to take, but always wavering, and you can't go to the end of which path."

Ling Qian looked serious, looked around at the beautiful scenery, and said, "I chose this place because I want to live in seclusion, and there is no place more difficult to find than here."

This is a sea area that Lian Zongzhou, who can ascend to the sky, had never discovered it before if it wasn't for chance.

In the past, the two of them walked by water, and it was also today that they stood on the sea for the first time. Only when they stood on a high place, did they realize that the reason why this place is hidden is because it is often filled with thick fog. It's hard to find out what's inside even if you don't have a good cultivation base.

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"If the mermaids can leave this water freely, they won't create a hybrid with the black dragon to go to the world. No one will set foot here except you and me," Ling Qian pointed to the center of the island, deep in a maple forest, "there The terrain is high, so you can place our new home facing south."

Zong Zhou turned around, and according to his arrangement, put down a four-room courtyard.

Ling Qian pointed to the open space hundreds of feet away from the courtyard, and said, "There, I want a place where I can teach my children how to practice martial arts and swords."

With a wave of Zong Zhou's hand, a martial arts field equipped with plum blossom piles and all kinds of weapons immediately appeared in the open space.

Ling Qian thought for a while, pointed to the coast, and said, "There, I want a small boat. When the weather is fine, I will take our children to bask in the sun."

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Ling Qian pointed to every part of the island, as big as a house, as small as a table, as long as he could name it, Zong Zhou could produce anything.

There are countless demands, and there is no need to wait for a moment to meet them.

Until sunset, the sky is full of stars.

When the two children arrived at their new home, they were already asleep.

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Day after day, night after night.

That night, the fathers sat on the roof with a table of water and wine, blowing the sea breeze.

"What else do you want?" Zong Zhou smiled and rubbed the top of Ling Qian's hair, "I said you, are you testing your ideas, or I have everything prepared?"

Ling Qian picked up the jade cup and drank a full glass. The spirit wine was intoxicating, and he was a little tipsy. He lay down slowly from the upright sitting posture.

The sloping roof looks like a cushioned couch.

The more he looked at the starry sky, the more he felt that he could raise his hand, and he dangled his fingers to connect the stars, drawing a rabbit, drawing a bird, drawing a wonderful person, and drawing Zongzhou in his heart. .

"I want the stars, but you won't be able to get them." Ling Qian smiled and tugged at Zongzhou's hand. It was only comfortable to sit with Zongzhou, but to lie down. "How can you get everything without stars?" , I won."

"I love you so much, you should win." Zong Zhou lay on his side, resting his forehead, looking at the drunken beauty.

Ling Qian didn't agree, because drunken talk is not sober, how can I ask for it by myself, Zong Zhou refused to give it, and said it was to make himself happy when he won.

"I want the stars." Ling Qian pestered Zong Zhou after getting drunk.

Zong Zhou looked at him soberly and smiled, "Do you think I look like a star? Do you want me too?"

"Want me to bite you?" Ling Qian hugged Zongzhou's head, and bit on the other's lips, "Is it enough for me to bite here, or if you take off your clothes, I will bite other places."

"The little guy dares to say anything when he's drunk." Zong Zhou smiled heartily and pinched his nose vigorously.

"Little guy?" The so-called being at ease means that Ling Qian is as unrestrained as he is today, and even lifted up the hem of his clothes, and said fiercely: "How small, how small do you think I am, you big guy, bullying me. "

"I want to record your drunkenness with a spar. If you get angry in the future, I will show it to you." Zong Zhou took out a record spar as he spoke.

Ling Qian quickly took the man's hand with both hands, and said in amazement, "Why do you remember this?"

"If you read it when you are awake, you will be so ashamed that you will hide in my arms. How can you be angry?" The spar in Zongzhou's hand reflects Ling Qianhong's face. Thin vapor.

Ling Qian looked at her own appearance, was engrossed in it, suddenly laughed, and said, "I'm blushing right now."

"You are drunk." Zong Zhou helped him sit up.

Ling Qian suddenly grabbed Zong Zhou's shoulder and said, "You said I was ashamed and let me hide in your arms. Now that you don't recognize me, don't you want to hug me?"

"I want to hug," Zong Zhou hugged him and lay down, letting him lie on his back on his chest. When he couldn't see him, he had a satisfied expression that he rarely saw, "I like that you need me."

"I need you, I need you to pick a star for me." Ling Qian sighed softly, good wine is what makes people feel at ease when they think about it.

"Xiao Qian looked at the sky, there was a shooting star."

"Huh? Where is it?" Ling Qian opened her eyes wide, and really saw a star dragging its long tail across the sky, "There are really shooting stars."

He drew an arc with his fingertips following the shooting star just as he did when he pointed at the starlight.

When he reached the place where the starlight fell, his hand also fell on Zongzhou's palm.

The stars in that palm were not fading, and the light was shining brightly. Zong Zhou held his hand, turned his wrist, and let the light fall into his hand.

"The star is already in your hands."

"How come?" Ling Qian saw that the hand covering her palm was removed, and there was really light in her hand. This light had real weight.

"When traveling in the past years, I once encountered fragments of meteors falling into the world. It doesn't really shine, but it is a star that I can really give you." Zong Zhou responded to every request, but he was not omnipotent, "Baby If you want the stars today, I will give you what I have, if you want the moon in the future, you will really beat me."

"You said it all," Ling Qian groaned and threw herself into Zongzhou's arms, "You are so kind to me, I won't ask for the moon, if I don't win you, you still have to give me everything."

"It's all for you," Zong Zhou patted him on the back lovingly, and said in a gentle voice coaxing the two young sons to sleep, "We should rest, Xiao Qian, it's my fault, I found such a I'll give you some easy-to-drunk wine."

Ling Qian raised her head, her eyes were blindfolded, she pouted cutely, and muttered, "You also think it's the wine that's wrong, it's not that I don't drink well enough, right, I won't get drunk after a thousand drinks."

"Well, not drunk." Zong Zhou followed him gently.

Ling Qian nodded, and said boldly: "I said that I will not pour a thousand cups, do you think I poured it?"

"Well, I won't fall." Zongzhou looked dotingly at his lover in his arms who couldn't even tell the difference between "drunk" and "fallen".

"If it doesn't fall, it's just that the eyelids are fighting. I... I'll close my eyes for a while, and I want you to pick the sun. You pick the sun for me..."

Ling Qian rested her head on Zongzhou's chest.

Soon.

The weight in Zong Zhou's arms gradually became heavier.

"He said he wouldn't fall, he's all asleep."

With a smile on his face, Zong Zhou got up and hugged Ling Qian, jumped off the roof, landed firmly, and walked towards the dormitory with very little movement.

I don't want to disturb the dream of the person in my arms looking forward to the moon and the sun, and I don't want to wake up the two sleeping young children.

But Zong Jing was a child who moved a lot when he was in Ling Qian's stomach, but now that he has grown up a lot, he can turn over and crawl, and he is even more dishonest.

Perhaps it was because Zong Zhou walked lightly.

The child didn't notice the adult's return at all, and woke up at night, seeing his elder brother sleeping soundly, he pinched his elder brother's face innocently, and pinched a long piece like a rice cake.

Ling Yu was sleeping soundly, pouted her little mouth in pain, and was about to cry.

Zong Zhou quickly put Ling Qian on the bed, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and covered him with the quilt.

As soon as she turned around, she picked up the little baby who was bullying her brother, and when she picked it up, she realized that there was a quilt for each person, but Ling Yu rolled up Zong Jing's little quilt on her body.

He put a coat on Jing'er, carried her outside the house and coaxed her.

It wasn't until the child kept giggling that he said, "You two, one is jealous and the other is a straight-minded overlord."

Children don't understand, they only know being hugged and laughing happily.

"Don't wake up Daddy again." Zong Zhou's eyes suddenly became serious.

Xiao Jing'er clapped her hands, not afraid of her father's sternness at all, but precociously followed her father's sharp eyes.

Zong Zhou smiled and said, "The straight-minded one should be more like your father."

He held Jing'er's little hand, pointed to the sky, and asked, "Do you like picking the stars and the moon?"

Jing'er seemed to understand, but suddenly yawned, hugged her father and was about to fall asleep.

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The next morning.

When Ling Qian woke up after being drunk, the first thing she did was to visit her two children.

Although he was in a drunken dream, his five senses are sensitive, if he hears a little movement of a child at night, he will definitely wake up in time to take care of him.

But that night, he slept very peacefully.

Therefore, when he walked to the child's bed, the first thing he picked up was Jing'er, who was the most dishonest sleeper. Looking at the child's bright eyes, he asked softly, "Don't you wake up every night? You slept so well last night." good?"

This child is much more worried than Yu'er.

Ever since they came here to live in seclusion, almost every night, when Ling Qian heard Jing'er's movement, she would quickly get up and hug her out of the door to coax her, just thinking that she would wake up and stop disturbing Zong Zhou's sweet dreams.

The child in his arms smiled and clapped his hands.

Ling Qian couldn't help but laugh along with her cute appearance.

He put Jing'er down and hugged Yu'er up again, Yu'er immediately pouted at her father.

Yu'er is a child who smiles when she sees Ling Qian, and hugs Ling Qian's neck tightly every time she is picked up.

A clingy child is the most reluctant.

It's just that if you have less temper on weekdays, don't cry when you see him being nice to Jing'er.

They are all children that he can't rest assured. If one day, he and Zongzhou are about to ascend to the sky, even if he sees two grown children, he will be extremely reluctant.

Ling Qian played with the two children for a while, then went out to find the father of the children.

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Push open the wooden door.

The oncoming wind is warm and comfortable, and the wind smells of salty sea water.

The scorching sun made him squint his eyes slightly, listening, and heard the crisp sound of the wind, the music of conch and shells colliding, like the most moving sleepy song in the memory of a child.

He listened quietly, gradually adapted to the strong light, and slowly opened his eyes.

Go towards the sound of music and walk into the sea of ​​trees, where there hangs a whole piece of sun, moon and stars made of shells carved by people.

When the wind blows, the colorful shells freely collide with changing tunes under the light.

Touching.

How can anyone dare to look away.

"Like it?"

Zong Zhou's arm wrapped around his waist from behind him.

Ling Qian raised her hand and plucked a shell wind chime, and replied softly: "I like it, have you been arranging these all night?"

Zong Zhou rested his chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "You can't just tell me what you want, I want to be ahead of you, and what I want to give you should be something you can't think of."

"How much of everything in this world is beyond my imagination?" Ling Qian was pleasantly surprised, but she was used to speaking bluntly.

Zong Zhou said he would give it, but he really could give him anything.

Seeing Zong Zhou wrapping his hand around his eyes, a small world with a round sky suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. This world is full of vitality, just like a shrunken human world. It seems that everything is complete, except that there is no light.

"You made a small world?" Ling Qian was surprised, or rather shocked.

Zong Zhou has the ability to create almost unreal dreams for him, but dreams are dreams after all. If Ling Qian did not have the cultivation level before he entered the dream, even if he entered the dream, he would not be able to improve his cultivation in the real world through the alternation of the sun and the moon in the dream. for.

The small world created by Ke Zongzhou with "illusion" is different from the dream.

If you use this thing to teach the twins to practice in seclusion after they become adults, how can it be comparable to thousands of years of experience in the world.

"The stars I gave you last night, you can use to light up the night sky of this world." Zong Zhou kissed him on the cheek.

When Ling Qian woke up, she was still ashamed of the childish drunken talk of wanting the stars and the moon last night, but today I know that there is such a person in the world, he can give you everything, and what he gives you is far more than what you can hold in the palm of your hand. thing.

"I can't pick you the sun and moon in the world, but the light that illuminates the world will rise in your hands." Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hands, clenched the backs of them tightly, and suddenly patted the small world floating in the air at this moment. In the past, where the light was so bright, the sun and the moon are shining together.

The imprints of the sun and the moon also appeared on Ling Qian's left and right palms at the same time.

From the left hand, the sun rises.

From the right hand, the moon rises.

The imprint disappeared, and the sun and moon in the small world changed just like the world.

As long as he thinks, the imprint will emerge, and he becomes the god who controls the time of the small world, thousands of years, ten thousand years, just in his one thought.

"I had a strange idea," Ling Qian put away the sun and moon in his palm, turned around and hugged Zongzhou, and said, "You have already stepped into the realm of heaven and man, and what you thought might be what the world of gods and demons would have. Is the human world just a small world in the hands of gods and demons?"

"It's an interesting idea, but it's not surprising at all," Zong Zhou put his arms around his waist, lowered his head and kissed his forehead lovingly, "I think even though we have children, we shouldn't be obsessed with watching them grow up in the world. When they are adults, let them go and travel in a small world that you can control."

"What about us?" Ling Qian asked knowingly, looking into Zong Zhou's eyes with love.

Zong Zhou can always think of a future that is bolder and more arrogant than him.

"After we ascend, let's go and see who is controlling our former world." Zong Zhou firmly stated Ling Qian's conjecture as a truth.

A truth that Ling Qian can't help but yearn for and believe in.

Ling Qian asked: "I saw it, so what?"

Zongzhou's eyes suddenly flashed a stern light, and he said in a deep voice: "I saw it, and if I replace it, I will definitely trample the ruler under my feet."

"As far as you dare to say." Ling Qian raised her head and glanced at the sky, as if she could see the Jieyun gathering and then scattering, as if someone she guessed was really angry.

Zong Zhou not only dared to say it, but also said it very viciously: "How can the world I am in be controlled by others."

"Oh," Ling Qian pouted, "so in the future, in the world you gave me, some people will think of beating me up."

"They are not real people, I created them with illusion," Zongzhou said arrogantly for a while, but then his words softened, "Even if you guessed it, they would become the human world we are in now, who would dare to do anything to you Just a single thought, I'll smash this small world into pieces."

In the world controlled by others, natural disasters and man-made disasters are all God's fault.

If you don't listen to the words of God, the world you control will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

"If you become the co-lord of heaven and earth one day, I'm afraid it will be hard to see the clear sky in the sky." Ling smiled and put his arms around Zong Zhou's neck, saying that the man in front of him was strong and fierce, but his voice was so sweet that the man's heart itch.

Zong Zhou patted his buttocks lightly, looked at the unique treasure in his heart, and said: "Like the sun and the moon, the world should have sunny and rainy days. If I become a catastrophe, you will be the blessing that everyone desires. You and I are close friends." Inseparable is the completeness of the world.”

"You are really good at saying, in my life, I should not listen to your love words, and I will never succeed in a day." Ling Qian smiled sweetly.

Zong Zhou suddenly picked him up and walked towards the bedroom.

Said: "I want to take you to the child to confirm one thing."

……

……

I really took him to confirm one thing.

A thing that made Ling Qian dumbfounded.

On the child's bed, the parents sat aside, looking at the child's smiling face, as if they were looking in a mirror.

Zong Zhou pointed at Yu'er and said, "He looks like you, right? But I looked at Jing'er more like you last night."

Who is the child like? This kind of talk seems to be unavoidable in every household, even Zongzhou, a celestial being who can create a small world, is unavoidable.

"Didn't Yu'er be born, and you thought that being jealous must be like you?" Ling Qian smiled and saw that the man had discovered some new traits in the child today.

"But Yu'er likes pouting, can I pout?" Zong Zhou made a pouting expression at Ling Qian, have you ever seen me like this?

"Me neither." Ling Qian said no, but subconsciously saw Zong Zhou talking about herself, she couldn't hold back her pouting in anger.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

But Zong Zhou had seen it earlier, and said with a smile, "You were in the woods just now, your pouting mouth is more generous and cute than now."

"I don't have a pouty mouth!" Ling Qian pushed Zongzhou, "Yu'er is jealous when she sees me hugging Jing'er. If she is jealous, she is just like you, just like you!"

"If I hug someone else, won't you be jealous?" Zong Zhou pointed at Yu'er and Ling Qian logically.

Ling Qian's eyes widened immediately, and he punched Zong Zhou's heart fiercely, saying: "How dare you, who do you want to hug, are you secretly hugging others behind my back, Zong Zhou, you don't want to have a good time!"

The two little babies stared at their noisy parents with puzzled eyes, as if they had grown-up thinking, wondering who was the child.

Yu'er didn't know what they were talking about, but she must have heard them shouting her name all the time, and the most satisfying thing about vinegar bag is that only she is valued.

His eyes curled up in a smile like crescent moons.

Before the giggling came out, Jing'er who was sleeping next to her suddenly covered her mouth unconsciously.

With a "slap", the child didn't know the severity, and Yu'er burst into tears immediately after the beating.

Startled, Ling Qian quickly picked up Yu'er and coaxed her, saying, "Yu'er is good, don't cry."

"Could Yu'er think we're arguing?" Zong Zhou touched the little crying bag's chin, "I heard that children are the most sensitive to this."

"We're not arguing, anyway, my voice has always been very quiet." Ling Qian and Zong Zhou fought a lot more when they carried their children on their backs, and most of them got into bed | when.

Zong Zhou said again: "Maybe it's because he thought we didn't want him to be like us."

How can there be parents who don't want their children to be like their own?

Ling Qian's gaze was as gentle as water, and he patted Yu'er's heart lovingly, saying: "Our Yu'er is the most like me, I like to be hugged by your father when I put my arms around his neck."

"Is this something that can be said to a child?" Zong Zhou smiled and hugged Jing'er who stretched out his hand.

Ling Qian blushed, and said in embarrassment, "Yu'er and I both like it."