I ran away after being pregnant with the emperor's cub

Both Ming Lai and Lu Zhengming used the dedusting formula, took off their outer clothes, and entered the room to get rid of the cold air.

Inside the house, Bubble and Dudu had already laid down obediently. Seeing them, Bubble got up and patted the vacant space beside her, and said softly, "Daddy, come here!"

"Here we come." Ming Lai held up a warm smile, went to lie on the side of the bed, first kissed Bubble and Dudu, and asked them what they were doing during the day as usual to encourage them.

Dudu moved in the direction of his sister, and patted Lu Zhengming's side.

It was rare for Dudu to be so enthusiastic, so Lu Zhengming lay on the outside of the bed and kissed his sensible son vigorously: "Thank you Dudu."

Dudu wiped his face in disgust, his eyes seemed to say, Daddy is so childish.

Lu Zhengming: "..."

Lu Zhengming pinched his little face, this kid looks like an adult.

Bubble is still more lively, he gets into Ming Lai's arms and kisses for a while, then gets into Lu Zhengming's arms for kisses, and does not leave his brother behind, and will kiss his brother for a while.

Dudu wiped his sister's saliva-smeared face with a serene expression on his face.

Obviously, this is not the first time I have suffered from saliva, and I wipe it very skillfully.

Ming Lai smiled lightly and took Dudu into his arms, and kissed him hard, his son is so cute.

Ming Lai put his arms around his son and said, "Are Dudu and Paopao sleepy? Daddy will tell you a bedtime story."

Just as Pao Pao was about to raise his little hand to say something, he saw his brother rubbing his eyes and said sleepily, "No need, Daddy, Dudu is sleepy."

Immediately afterwards, Pao Pao also suddenly rolled into Lu Zhengming's arms and rubbed his eyes: "Pao Pao is also sleepy, Pao Pao is going to sleep."

It also simulates the appearance of a pig snoring.

Ming Lai had no choice but to give up: "Then baby, go to sleep, next time Daddy will tell the baby a story."

Lu Zhengming extinguished the candle, and Minglai and him each hugged a cub, patted their backs gently, and coaxed them to sleep.

Soon, there was a long breathing sound in the room.

Ming Lai and Lu Zhengming left lightly.

Ming Lai felt a little dizzy, and almost couldn't stand upright when he got out of bed, Lu Zhengming immediately supported him: "What's wrong?"

It also draws out the soul and appeases Ming Lai's soul.

"It's nothing." Ming Lai straightened up, pinched his forehead, and hurried out with Lu Zhengming, "Don't wake the baby up."

After they left, in the house, the two cubs who were supposed to be asleep suddenly opened their eyes.

Bubble hugged Dudu's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Have the fathers left?"

Dudu nodded and said seriously, "Let's go."

Bubbles breathed a sigh of relief, the fathers have worked too hard recently, so she and her brother agreed not to make them tired anymore, and not to listen to bedtime stories.

Bubble rubbed his eyes, but he wasn't too sleepy, so he said, "Brother, Bubble wants to hear a story."

Dudu thought for a while, and then said solemnly: "Okay, let's tell a story today, the story of Yugong Yishan."

Dudu has read a lot of books, and it is easy to tell a few short stories.

Pao Pao doesn't like reading, but he likes listening to stories. Although the stories told by his brother are not as interesting as those told by his father, he still enjoys listening to them.

Outside, Ming Lai and Lu Zhengming had already returned to Liuxian City, unaware that the two cubs pretended to be sleeping and had already started entertaining themselves.

At night, Liuxian City is very quiet, and most of the wounded have already rested. Usually at this time, Minglai and Lu Zhengming will go to various places in the Thirteen Prefectures to investigate the remaining evil spirits and strengthen the barrier.

It was the same tonight, but Minglai was not with Lu Zhengming.

"Can you do it yourself?" Lu Zhengming was a little uneasy, holding his hand and not letting go.

Ming Lai looked the same as usual, with a straight figure, dressed in white, standing in the snowy night, bright as a breeze in his arms.

It's just that there are dark clouds behind him, and strong winds are blowing.

It seemed that something was urging him.

Ming Lai glanced at the sky, then turned around and said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry, it's just that I need to retreat, but the exact time is still uncertain, maybe tonight, or maybe tomorrow, I will take care of myself, you don't have to follow."

He seemed to have something on his mind, and rambled a lot: "Yue Ya sent me a letter saying that he has suppressed the beast tide in the northern part of the Demon Realm and will be back soon. Don't tell him about my body. And , I don’t have time to spend time with Dudu and Paopao these days. Be careful with them. If they are bored, you can pick up Huaye and play with them. Huaye’s father has never been found, and the little girl is also pitiful. I have never told her about the red fox, but I actually like her very much, and I don't mean to blame her."

Lu Zhengming responded one by one.

Ming Lai talked a lot, but felt that there was nothing to say, so she smiled at him, then turned around, ready to leave.

He didn't go against the wind, but walked slowly with his legs. There was a canyon in front of him where the beast tide had just happened, and he planned to go there first.

After he walked more than a dozen steps, Lu Zhengming, who was standing there watching him go away, suddenly caught up with him and grabbed his hand.

Ming Lai turned her head and met his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, but their eyes were intertwined, like a confession between lovers, lingering and unwilling to separate.

The strong wind blew up the robes of the two, and the winter night was very cold, but neither of them seemed to feel it.

After a while, Ming Lai was about to turn around and leave again, but Lu Zhengming suddenly hugged him from behind.

A red rope appeared in his palm, he wrapped it around Minglai's wrist, and then whispered in his ear: "Alai, you should put yourself first."

Ming Lai paused, rubbing the red string with her fingers, then nodded slightly.

The two eventually separated.

The sky was cloudless.

—

Qingyun Mountain, the new Qingyun Grand Competition is held here. Now it should be halfway through the contest, and when the mountain and the mountain are full of excitement, but because of the eruption of the beast tide that stretches thousands of miles, many sects have been impacted, so the various sects Discuss, save the intermediate process, and let all the disciples mix together and compete directly.

As soon as this competition method was announced, the disciples present were in an uproar. After all, if thousands of disciples stewed together, the result would be hard to say.

Those of a sect are bound to form a group, those with high cultivation base but left alone may be besieged, casual cultivators are the worst, small sects have few participating disciples, and even fewer of them can stay until now, it is not optimistic, big sects fight openly and secretly, this The competition was too confusing.

But there are also those who support this form of competition.

Su Yunchuan, the chief disciple of Shanyang Sect, has been unstoppable since he participated in the competition, but this person has only one shortcoming, he is too lonely, even the disciples in Shanyang Sect don't like him very much.

According to the usual format of the competition, it is almost certain that Su Yunchuan will be the leader, but according to the current format of the competition, it is not certain.

Su Yunchuan didn't care about the form of the competition at all, and he didn't seem to notice the stinging eyes around him. He stood among the disciples with a single sword, completely indifferent.

His attitude also angered some disciples who were also the proud sons of heaven.

Those people have been suppressed by him for many years. Now that they have such an opportunity, they will naturally not give up.

Although some cultivators have principles and bottom lines, most of them hope to be famous at the Qingyun Conference, so they don't care so much.

After the competition started, those disciples surrounded him unanimously.

Su Yunchuan raised his sword and made a gesture of please.

Then he raised his sword neatly and said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

More than a dozen outstanding young people rushed forward.

Su Yunchuan was not joking, he was really in a hurry.

The thirteen prefectures were in turmoil, Ming Lai must be very bad, he wanted to go to him immediately, but when he thought of Lu Zhengming's words, he held his breath and didn't go.

He didn't know why he cared so much about Lu Zhengming's words. He clearly only cared about Minglai before, but he was straight-headed and single-minded.

Blood stained his clothes. Although the cultivation of those disciples was not as good as his, they would inevitably hurt him when they got together.

Su Yunchuan didn't seem to feel it at all, his pain was much less than that of ordinary people.

When it was finally announced that Su Yunchuan was the leader, those disciples looked at him almost in horror.

Too strong, this is not the power that a teenage cultivator can possess!

Su Yunchuan put away his sword, straightened his body, didn't even look at those people, and didn't go to get the reward for being the leader, and left directly.

An elder from Shanyang Sect chased after him: "Hey, Yunchuan, where are you going?"

Su Yunchuan didn't answer, but directly left Yufeng, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It's just that he was blocked by a group of evil spirits just after he left Qingyun Mountain.

The leader is a girl in white clothes, she looks weak, but she is not polite at all: "Su Yunchuan? My master is here, please come with us."

Su Yunchuan held the sword tightly, looked at her coldly, and said nothing.

He is no stranger to these things. They tried to rob him before, but were blocked by the barrier of Qingyun Mountain. They also stole his disciple token.

These people still don't give up.

"Don't be nervous, my master just wants to invite you to be a guest." Yun Xian'er said, and suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Su Yunchuan's shoulder, but Su Yunchuan grabbed his wrist.

Su Yunchuan's finger forcefully broke Yun Xian'er's wrist in an instant.

His eyes were red, like some kind of beast, very dangerous: "Go away."

Yun Xian'er met his eyes, and for a moment seemed to see the emperor, and a chill came from the soles of her feet.

But she was a tough one, so she quickly gathered herself together and sacrificed her weapon.

"Go together!"

Dozens of ghost cultivators rushed up together.

Su Yunchuan fought hard, becoming more and more courageous as he fought more and more, with more and more wounds on his body, covered with blood.

In the end, his sword intent became stronger and stronger, and he even vaguely appeared in the shape of a real dragon.

The ghost cultivators have already died in sevens and eighties, and the ones brought by Yun Xian'er are all masters. She really didn't expect that a small disciple of the Shanyang Sect, who was only in his teens, would be able to do this.

Seeing the sword intent, the still living ghost cultivator looked at Yun Xian'er in surprise: "My lord, this is—"

"Shut up." Yun Xian'er was covered in blood, she knelt on the ground with her sword propped up, obviously she couldn't last much longer.

Although Su Yunchuan was already at the end of his strength, he held his breath and held him up, not daring to fall down.

The ghost cultivators couldn't stop him, and neither could Yun Xian'er.

Su Yunchuan didn't stay for a moment, but when he left, he suddenly felt a huge pressure, and a huge nothingness palm pressed him so that he couldn't move.

At the same time, there was a gentle but evil voice.

"It's really a good material."

—

The ghost master of the underworld was still sitting under the peach tree, making a pot of tea calmly, and was not surprised to see Ming Lai coming.

He seemed to be sure that Ming Lai would come, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, and his voice was extremely gentle: "A Lai, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ming Lai is still one person with one sword, but this time there is a layer of dragon pattern missing on the hilt.

Hearing this, he stopped in his tracks and said, "Are you sure I'll come?"

"Of course, I understand you, Ah Lai." Yun Jin said, lifted the teapot, filled the cup opposite him with tea, and said, "Why don't you come and sit?"

"I won't go there." Ming Lai remained motionless, and said with lowered eyes, "Your tea contains a charm that makes me restless, how dare I go there."

It was Tiandao who told Ming Lai that he knew that there was something wrong with that cup of tea. It was only when Yunjin put a curse on the teacup and blended with the tea that the curse would appear, so the master did not check it out.

Yun Jin paused, Ming Lai raised his head, looked straight at him, and said in a cold voice, "I just don't understand, Yun Jin, after finally breaking free from the seal, why do you still dare to provoke me?"

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