Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

In this way, Daoist Cang Qi died with his beloved apprentice.

Xiao Zhi, who saw Xi Muyao disappear with his own eyes, was forcibly taken away from the Nether River by a white shadow.

When she came to her senses, she and the white shadow had already arrived at the border of the Nether River. Xiaozhi supported her round belly and tremblingly said: "I want to go back! I want to find Xi Muyao! I want to find Xi Muyao !"

"Xi Muyao is dead! Those people are arresting you now! Aren't you throwing yourself into a trap when you go back now?" Bai Ying turned into a simple-looking, slightly fat young man with an expression on his face. Regretfully persuaded, "Girl, you are still pregnant with Xi Muyao's child, now you should find a way to give birth to this child well! Hey, my cultivation level is poor, and Yuan Mushi was borrowed again. There is no way around the enchantment by the Nether River, girl, you should quickly figure out a way, how to rush out!"

Xiaozhi had never met the young man who quietly rescued herself from the eyes of Su Mengze and others, but she was sure that the other party was a good man. She grabbed the man's sleeve and begged: "Please take me back! I will definitely To see Mu Yao for the last time, I want to tell him that I did not destroy the Qiankun Wall!"

The man shook his head bitterly: "Girl, didn't you understand me? Brother Ximuyaoxi... He's dead, how can you let a person who has lost his soul hear you?"

"Hun flying... soul scattered?" Xiaozhi was taken aback as if she had just realized that Xi Muyao had passed away, and then wept sadly.

"Mu Yao... I killed you, Mu... uh!"

She clutched her stomach and fell to the ground in pain.

When Su Mengze solved everything and tried every means to find Xiaozhi, he saw Xiaozhi sitting on the bank of the Nether River with a newborn baby in her arms.

Su Mengze flew to Xiaozhi with Liu Wuhen, Hua Zichen, Xi Muhai and others, with a cold face, without concealing his malice, he said: "Charming Yao Xiaozhi, your time has come, you are the one who died." , or should I wait to see you off?"

Xiaozhi looked down at her child without saying a word.

"Did you give birth to a child?" Xi Muhai's voice was trembling, "Is the one you gave birth to a boy or a girl?"

Xiaozhi smiled, raised her head, and looked at Ximuhai.

"Whether my child is a boy or a girl, you won't let him live, will you?"

Xi Muhai was taken aback when he heard the words, and then went to look at Su Mengze, Su Mengze said without any concealment: "Of course, why do we keep a charmer in the world of comprehension?"

"Evil species?" Xiaozhi looked around the crowd with stern eyes, raised her hand, and injected a spiritual light into the baby's body.

Su Mengze thought that Xiaozhi was going to kill Xi Muyao's child with his own hands, and was happy, but when he heard the baby's cry, he couldn't be bothered right now: "Mei Yao, what do you want to do?"

Xiaozhi said quietly: "Stop acting like a hero in front of me, pretending to be a hero, Mu Yao told me a long time ago that the cultivation base of you people is pitifully low, let alone building the Qiankun Wall, even if you repair it, you won't be able to repair it .”

These words directly poked Su Mengze's pain. He survived the catastrophe majesticly, but Xi Muyao called him "a pitifully low cultivation level"?

It's ridiculous, Xi Muyao's cultivation base is very high, so what, he died at his hands!

Su Mengze immediately smiled triumphantly: "Do you think you can keep the name of yourself and your evil seed with just a few words?"

Xiaozhi stared at Su Mengze without blinking, seeing through all the hostility this man had towards herself and Xi Muyao: "I don't want to keep my name, but I really want to keep my child's name, Su Mengze, You know how capable you are. The universe wall of the demon world is broken, and if it is broken, it is broken. With the skills of you trash, you can't fix it in a lifetime."

"Demon girl!" Su Mengze's eyes were reddened by Xiaozhi's words, "What nonsense are you talking about, shut up!"

"Aren't I telling the truth?" Xiaozhi didn't back down, "Since the Qiankun Wall is opened, your cultivation world is waiting to be swallowed by our demon world! Without Xi Muyao, the god of war, what do you think you are!"

Su Mengze simply didn't understand why he stood here and was humiliated by Xi Muyao's widow, concentrating spiritual power in his palms, and wanted to kill Xiaozhi—even though he wasn't quite sure that he could kill the Charming Princess.

"Brother Su, don't be impulsive." Hua Zichen raised his whisk to block him, "I guess this girl has another purpose for saying these words."

"Yes. I do have another purpose." Xiaozhi gritted her teeth, "I have given birth to a child, and I have the ability to repair the Qiankun Wall. I can repair the Qiankun Wall for you, but the premise is that you must save my son's life." .”

Everyone looked at each other, but Su Mengze said, "It's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

"I have already cast the rebirth spell on my son. If he lives, I will live. If he dies, I will die with you immediately." Xiaozhi smiled, "You think it through before you speak. Many, you still have room for change, when my father finds out that the Qiankun Wall has been broken, and brings his clansmen to fight out, you will die!"

Su Mengze's handsome face turned pale.

"She, what she said makes sense. If the Charm Demon King comes out soon, we're afraid..." Xi Muhai didn't say anything further, they knew the seriousness of the matter well.

"It's better to answer the woman's words first and solve the problem of the demon world. After the Qiankun Wall is successfully repaired, you and I have time to find a way to rebuild the Qiankun Wall, and then kill this mother and child." Liu Wuhen whispered in Su Mengze's ear.

Su Mengze looked again and again before making up his mind: "I can agree to your request, but who knows if you will regret it in the future, so..."

Su Mengze stared: "Take out your demon spirit!"

Xiaozhi didn't seem to expect that Su Mengze would ask for her demon spirit, but when she thought about the cruelty and despicability of cultivators, she felt relieved.

"Is it a demon spirit? Take it!" Xiaozhi reached into her lower abdomen, cut out the inner alchemy and put it on her child's body, it turned into a wisp of white smoke and flew towards the Qiankun Wall...

Ye Qingyi was surrounded by black mist, as if struggling out of an endless nightmare.

He had a splitting headache, his internal organs were burned, his eyes were closed in pain, and he lay on the couch, unable to move.

"Senior Brother Ye! What's wrong with you?" Du Zhong held Ye Qingyi in his arms and asked anxiously.

Ye Qingyi managed to open his eyes, but saw Xuan Moxiao who had been cast with the soul-stirring technique.

He looked at Xuan Moxiao's tightly closed eyes, and tremblingly said: "He knows everything, Junior Brother Du...he knows everything..."

Du Zhong was puzzled by Ye Qingyi's words: "Senior Brother Ye, what do you think he knows?"

Ye Qingyi shook his head, and tried his best to come out of the great shock: "He knows everything, everything, and he still..." Ye Qingyi's throat choked up, he couldn't tell Du Zhong the mystery. Xiao actually thought of that kind of thing about himself, and said, "He also killed Xi Yanming, it doesn't matter if he killed Liu, Junior Brother Du... In short, everything you guessed is correct!"

Du Zhong was taken aback, but immediately calmed down.

"As expected, Senior Brother Ye, what should we do?"

Ye Qingyi had one head and two big ones, he never expected that Xuan Moxiao would actually use soul-stirring technique!After all, he underestimated this hero who possesses the power to destroy heaven and earth. He allowed Xuan Moxiao to follow Rong Lian to learn the art of immortal art, and allowed him to come and go freely in Yushu Peak, just to let him have the ability to protect himself That's all, I never thought that Xuan Moxiao would learn so fast, so strong, and even learned the art of dementia in a short period of time!

"Senior Brother Ye! If you really can't make up your mind, let's tell Senior Brother Sect Master about it." Du Zhong said again.

Ye Qingyi pondered for a long time, but he couldn't make a decision. He couldn't hand over Xuan Moxiao to Hua Zichen and others, because he didn't want to see Xuan Moxiao being driven into a desperate situation.

"Let me think about it." Ye Qingyi said weakly, "Eulcommia, you haven't seen his memories, what happened back then... can't be described in words."

Du Zhong looked at Ye Qingyi worriedly.

However, after Ye Qingyi made up his mind, he would not change it.

He must use his own method to protect Xuan Moxiao, and he must come up with a method that will neither destroy the cultivation world nor cause Xuan Moxiao to fall into a place of eternal doom.

Even...even if Xuan Moxiao harbored ulterior motives towards him.

Thinking of the scene of Xuan Moxiao hugging her comatose body and kissing wantonly, Ye Qingyi felt very painful.

How, how could this be...

He is Xuan Moxiao's uncle, his elder, how could Xuan Moxiao have such thoughts about him?

Is it because he was so nice to Xuan Moxiao that the other party would get it wrong?Or... or some other reason?

Ye Qingyi became more and more confused as he thought about it, leaning against Du Zhong's arms, he closed his eyes helplessly.

When Xuan Moxiao woke up, the sunset glow had already spread into Yilan Pavilion.

Ye Qingyi was reclining on the couch, holding a book in his hand, reading it leisurely, he looked at Ye Qingyi quietly, his head hurt like a nail being stuck in his head, he couldn't help it He groaned softly.

"Uh……"

"Xiao'er?" Ye Qingyi put down the book, put a hand on Xuan Moxiao's shoulder, "Are you awake?"

Xuan Moxiao shook his head, looked at Ye Qingyi confusedly: "Uncle?"

Ye Qingyi said: "Yes."

It was just a slight "um" but Xuan Moxiao's heart sank inexplicably.

Why did he somehow fall asleep in Yilanxuan?

And... why is his mind so empty, and it still hurts... as if, as if a piece had been dug away by someone.

A bad thought flashed through Xuan Moxiao's mind.

However, before he had time to confirm anything, Ye Qingyi had already gently held his hand: "Xiao'er... what are you thinking?"

Xuan Moxiao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer Ye Qingyi's question, so he habitually held Ye Qingyi's hand instead, but Ye Qingyi pulled his hand back immediately.

He had seen countless times the scene where Ye Qingyi pulled his hand out of Su Mengze's, but he never thought that one day, this would happen to him.

Looking at Ye Qingyi's eyes again, those eyes that always looked at him with a slight smile, at this moment, they were actually covered with a thick, cold fog.

Xuan Moxiao fell to hell endlessly with one heart...