Chapter 142 The Phoenix died and the Phoenix died, and the son was buried by Caesarean section.

Returning to the new house, Dongfang Biren was heartless and told the old man's words to Xue Qianwu. After listening to this, Xue Qianwu felt that all thoughts were gray. In the past, although Mrs. Mei objected, the old man finally did not express his position. Nowadays, there is a fake marriage, which is nominal, but it is difficult to get back. The old man said that he would marry two women at the same time, and not mention that Mrs. Mei and Princess Sucome regarded her as a poisonous snake and scorpion for the time being. He would strongly oppose her marrying her into the house as a concubine. He only said that if she worked together, she might as well become a nun.

Xue Qianwu asked Dongfang Biren what he was going to do, and he just shook his head. Xue Qianwu became more and more chilled. Did you compromise under the situation and pressure? Thinking of what Master Dongfang said to herself on the day before Princess Sucome married into the prime minister's mansion, no woman would really marry her before she passed the door, and her wife would always be kept for her, and Xue Qianwu's heart was a little painful again.

Dongfang Biren was also extremely depressed because he had not found a solution because of his promise. He didn't say a word to Xue Qianwu until the bodyguard found him and asked him to go back. Xue Qianwu looked at his departure back and remembered that in such a long time in the capital, no one could be considerate except Aunt Xiu, and he felt even more boring. This was completely abandoned again, and the idea of rebellion suddenly came up.

Anyway, no one wants it, why don't you wander by yourself? Or come back, or never again.

The heart demon is the most important. In the middle of the night, Xue Qianwu pretended to have angina pectoris and said that he wanted to be Dongfang, so he had to ask Qin Yan to go to the prime minister's mansion to call people. Qin Yan had no choice but to sneak to the prime minister's mansion. Xue Qianwu came out of his heels. When the other dark guards saw her, they thought it had been discussed with Qin Yan and didn't pay much attention.

When Qin Yan and Dongfang Biren came over the wall to see her, she disappeared. Dongfang Biren immediately sent people around to look for it, but to no result. I went to the shoe store to ask Aunt Xiu, but Aunt Xiu didn't know it at all. Master Dongfang had an ominous feeling in his heart. This time, the beggar was afraid that he would really leave without saying goodbye.

Aunt Xiu was so anxious that her tears fell out. The knife wound on her shoulder was healed. Where did she take the risk? Dongfang Biren talked about their conversation, and the embroidered girl said gloomyly. It seemed to be a final thought. She could only wait and look for it at the same time.

Let's say that Xue Qianwu hid all the way until the sky was bright before he left the city. Walking aimlessly, it really feels a little wandering. This time she left in a hurry, but she didn't hesitate. If you don't tell Sister Xiu, first, time does not allow it, and secondly, she is afraid that she will obstruct herself. Third, she is loved and cared by Qin Yan in the capital, and she can be safe. Over time, the two will slowly cultivate and not be in a hurry. As long as Sister Xiu's life is not dug through, nothing will be wrong.

Xue Qianwu has been thinking about it for a long time and does not plan to return to Shuihu Xianzhai for the time being. She expected that Master Dongfang would send someone to find her there. What's the point if you are guessed? Besides, how shameful it is for the people of Yanlan City to know that her goddess beggar has been swept back. So he went all the way to the south, his feet kept walking, and occasionally he was tired of walking. He also used a little fraud to ride in a carriage. After more than a month, she came to a completely strange place. The mountains were undulating everywhere, and it was extremely difficult to walk. There was a gray fog faintly floating in the air, and there were no living people for dozens of miles.

This is the legendary southern barbarian land. It also belongs to the territory of Guzhu, but it is close to the edge. In the southern barbaric land, no matter where you stand, you can see a strange mountain when you look up, that is, the famous Jiulian Foxin Mountain. Although it is a famous mountain, few people come here because of its remote, mysterious and dangerous location.

Jiulian Foxin Mountain is a holy place. It is towering and tall, continuous and convex, looking at it from afar, showing a two-open and two-fold heart-shaped trend. The whole mountain range runs from east to west, distributed symmetrically in an arc, and four peaks bloom like lotus petals on each side. In the slow handover belt of the adjacent lotus petals, a silver waterfall flows down. At the north axis, there is also a petal of peak lotus, but it splits from the tip of the lotus petals to form a wall. There is also a waterfall, which rises from the tip of the petal, divided into two and splashes from the cliff. When the rainy season is in full bloom, the waves on both sides faintly tease each other. People are used to combining the broken lotus peak and waterfall in the middle, so they have the title of nine lotus waterfalls.

The waterfalls are turbulent, forming a vast lake at the foot of the mountain. The lake is born from mountains and is also heart-shaped, called Jingjian Lake. I don't know how deep the bottom of the lake is, or because there is a diversion in the ground, the lake has never overflowed. The surrounding mountains and rocks are standing in chaos, the bamboo and ancient trees are mixed, and the lake is often shrouded in a layer of cold air.

Another big open place of Jiulian Foxin Mountain is in the south of the axis. It was the lotus petal junction relief zone, but it kept wandering low until it was at the same altitude as Jingjian Lake. At the entrance of this flat pass, there is an ancient road of sheep intestines down the foundation of the mountain, winding down to the mortal world.

Xue Qianwu has heard about the general situation of this mountain. At this time, she stood at the source of the ancient road of sheep intestines and rested against a huge stone. When looking at the mirror lake in front of me, my eyes opened wide in an instant, because there was someone! And not one, but a pair!

It's too rare. Xue Qianwu finally doesn't feel that he is in an uninhabited country. Just as I was about to say hello, I suddenly remembered that I didn't know the details of the two people. Let's take a look first. Although it is not evil, not everyone likes to be enthusiastic. Only when they know themselves and their enemy can they not be disliked.

At the mouth of the heart-shaped mirror lake, a pair of men and women who could not see their age and ragged clothes stood quietly against each other. It seems that he is afraid of disturbing the source of bamboo outside the world.

Obviously, they are a couple. Although the man is dusty, his straight back gives people a sense of determination and heroism. The woman beside her had a haggard face, and her lips were dry and pale, but she was beautiful and charming, and there was a kind of calmness and joy in her eyes. Perhaps because she is accompanied by her beloved, it seems that she is very happy to run around. It's just that her stomach is slightly bulging, lining her slim and weak bones, which looks very eye-catching.

"Yan Hui, come and sit on the stone here and rest." With that, the man sat down and hugged him, ready to welcome his pregnant wife into his arms.

The woman named Yan Hui is still standing, her lips slightly open, and she said infatuatedly, "You and I have been exiled for many years. We have never seen such a large and clear lake, formed by falling waterfalls, which is warm and vulgar and hidden in waves. If you can get a lonely boat and swing on it, it's really a great pleasure in life. Lang, do you think so?

The man called 'Ganglang' said, "Wait for me for a while." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the lake, pulled out his sword and cut a bundle of thick bamboo. Chop and cut into long pieces; then cut some soft and strong thin vines, arrange them and close them, and make a bamboo raft in less than an hour. He found two hollow wood as a boat, tied them on both sides of the bamboo raft and put them into the lake.

He jumped on the bamboo raft and hugged his wife on the shore. At this time, the bamboo raft suddenly sank, and he immediately freed a hand to support the boat. Due to his internal strength and light skills, this simple bamboo raft actually rotated freely under his control.

Xue Qianwu stared at this scene and was extremely envious.

Yanhui's surprises are intertwined, leaning on the arm of the lang, and from time to time use lotus feet to point water, like a naughty child.

Suddenly, due to the movement of the fetus, there were bursts of severe pain. At first, she wanted to resist herself. After enduring for a while, his face was pale and sweaty, and he couldn't help frowning and covering his stomach.

The man was in a hurry: "What's wrong with you?" He hurriedly crossed the bamboo raft to the shore.

The Lang gently put her on a flat stone, put his hands against her back, and Yuanyuan adjusted her inner breath with true air. Her face slowly recovered, and her body was also hot. A bright doubt flashed in her eyes, and she squeezed her lips and didn't know how to speak.

The Lang seemed to understand her eyes as strange and smiled gently, "Let me tell you a story. In the past, there were lovers of men and women, but the secular world did not allow them to be together. In order to be together, they had to go into exile and hide from the pursuit. On the difficult journey, their love was like drinking wine. When she had difficulty in moving due to pregnancy, she complained about him and scolded him for not being careful and restraining, as if her pregnancy was all his fault. He was right to think about it carefully. In the final analysis, he was indeed the culprit of her pregnancy. The whole heart softened, and she always scratched the tip of her nose and asked, did she secretly scold me in her heart again? She will pinch him. Don't you want me to blame others? ......”

Listen to this, the hero and heroine in the story should be themselves. However, Yan regret fell into thought, thought about himself, and did not pay attention to the mantle. He was bored, stroked her belly with his palm, smiled like a fool, and said, "It's been eight months."

"I don't feel like my child in my stomach." Her voice was very weak, but it was particularly clear because of the abruptness.

"What did you say?" The Lang was confused when he heard it. Xue Qianwu also fainted. Is this wife really brave? Is she confessing to her husband that she has an affair? But you shouldn't say that. It's not her child, is it a surrogacy? It won't be so advanced, Xue Qianwu said thoughtfully. She must be confused. She should say so. She feels that she is not a child in her stomach.

"You have heard it..." The woman said worriedly, "I already felt that the baby in my stomach didn't look like my child. Of course, it's not our children. In the early years, when I was pregnant with those children, no one was as strange as this. I feel that they are my real flesh and blood, and even the breath, soul and pain are integrated with me. And this fetus has been different many times. The pregnancy reaction is a numb pain, but it seems to come from a far away place. He is not a part of my body, as if he is a wandering ghost, afraid of nowhere to return and desperately adsorbing it into my body. It seems that it is something I eat into my stomach. It does not belong to me and cannot be digested and integrated by me.

The Lang was thrilled and quickly comforted him, "Yan Hui, you go to sleep for a while. You're probably too tired these days.

Yan Hui raised her eyes and looked into the distance and muttered to herself, "You can't feel that strange feeling. Perhaps, I just provided a growing house for this fetus. His flesh and soul are not given to him by you and me... Lang, if this fetus comes to the world, don't inherit our child's ranking and name him, okay? Whoever will be adopted in the future and what name it will be according to his own creation.

"Okay, everything depends on you." The Lang whispered beside her earlobe.

"Ha, ha..." A hoarse laugh sounded like a night cat crying. This discordant crying and laughter shocked Xue Qianwu.

There was no half a figure around. He urgently protected Yan Hui behind him and asked loudly, "Is the person coming Brother Kuishan? You and I have not fought three or twice. Since your master sent you to kill me, what is it like to hide in the dark?

Xue Qianwu saw a Taoist priest with long narrow eyes and appeared behind Yan Hui and said, "Zhao, Qin Yanhui, you make it easy to find, but you don't expect you to be happy in this out-of- world. You are also very cunning. You have escaped several times before... I just don't know how your skills are now. Have you made great progress?"

It turned out that Zhao Yu's famous work! Xue Qianwu's heart tightened in an instant. She has heard of this name. Isn't Zhao Yu the second brother of today's emperor? Isn't he dead? Or just the same name?

Looking at their formation, their martial arts skills are not shallow, which is estimated to be slightly more surplus than Dongfang Biren and Nangong Zhili. So he didn't dare to come out and just watched cautiously.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan sneered and said, "Zhao is not talented, but he can also hold on to deal with you for a while. It's just that some sinister and shameless people always distract my will with the tricks of bullying weak women; if it comes to fighting alone, the end... I won't talk about it."

Guishan Taoist priest said with a gloomy smile, "I'm afraid it may not be now." After saying that, the two palms were blown together, and the large area of ancient bamboo in front of him had been uprooted and the mud was flying horizontally. Seeing Zhao Wei's flightenance, the Taoist priest Kuishan said proudly, "What is the power of the 'turning lake palm' that I have trained for several years?"

Zhao Yu did not dare to be careless and replied, "How lucky is Zhao to see such magical skills. I am far from your opponent. However, if you promise not to regret, I will not measure my ability and compete with you for a while.

Kuishan Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "My palm is not used to deal with you, but it is of great use. But since you have seen it, you naturally can't survive. Today, you can't escape using any tricks. In addition, Qin Yanhui had been in my palm when she was behind you just now. Except for Chen Yisheng's unique 'warm finger' in the palace, no one can treat her. Besides, it's not easy for me to work without her. My major plan for the future is tied to her.

Zhao Yan is too lazy to talk to him anymore, and the sword has pointed to his neck. Kuishan Taoist priest smiled disdainfully and said, "Anti..."

With this word, the sword has turned back to Zhao Yu's own neck.

When Qin Yanhui just saw the domineering palm of Kuishan Taoist priest, he knew that he was defeated today. At this time, Zhao Yan's sword tip turned to himself again, and he expected that he had been hit by the magic of the ghost Taoist priest. But according to reason, Zhao's internal strength is pure and profound, and it is not easy to be controlled by the crooked door, but why did he make a mistake? In a hurry, I didn't care much. I just shouted, "Lang, tear some clothes and stuff your ears. Don't listen to the old man's nonsense. You're in the middle!"

In fact, Zhao Yu's mind was very clear at this time, but he didn't listen to himself. Zhao Yu, who was calm and free on the surface, smiled miserably: "It doesn't work. Even if I can't hear his voice, I can't resist his curse. Yan Hui, you have to take care of yourself.

Kuishan Taoist priest praised with a smile, "Kid, good vision, my spell has nothing to do with sound; people all over the world are only effective for you."

Zhao Yu said, "It's not a pity to die, but please look at it."

"Let you die with your eyes closed!" Kuishan Taoist priest smiled and said, "You kids, you think they are very secretive, don't you? Let me tell you, your second son has been controlled by me, and the rest of the kids, I'm looking for clues..."

Zhao Yan and Qin Yan were both pale and regretful: "What did you do to him? How did he fall into your hands?