Chapter 977 The wind is blowing

Wen Qinggong... Xiao Yanyun's laughter kept, the magic blade became bigger, and he was swaying in the air with a wide inner bend. From time to time, Xiao Yanyun shouted, "Father, shake it faster, shake it faster... Yan Zhuxing quietly hugged his arms and looked at him, and his face was full of doting.

Wen Qing sat on the high steps in the room with a happy face." His knees were cushioned with a white silk tightened with round bamboo, quietly embroidered with a flapping butterfly. A pair of butterflies has been embroidered, and the one that is being embroidered is almost ready, and only two tentacles can be completed.

Wen Qing, who buried his head in embroidery, looked up at the playful father and son from time to time. He shook his head and continued to embroider himself with a warm smile, completely getting rid of the image of an unruly princess in those years, a good wife and mother. Some people say, "A good wife and a good mother are not born. Most of them are formed after precipitation. It's probably a woman like her!"

She likes her current life very much and is very satisfied with her current life. The wonderful cultivation world that Yan Zhuxing told her had nothing ** for her, because it was too far away from her. She didn't have much desire. She just hoped that the family would live a plain life like this.

"Father, I want to ride a big horse!" Xiao Yanyun, riding on the magic blade, suddenly shouted.

"Good!" Yan Zhuxing nodded kindly, and the magic blade flew over. Xiao Yanyun's cheered and fell into his father's arms, and the magic blade quickly shrank into Yan's star-chasing storage bag. Yan Zhuxing put down his son and knelt down on all fours. Xiao Yanyun immediately climbed up his back, sat on it and knocked Yan Zhuxing's buttocks with his backhand, and kept shouting "driving".

Yan Zhuxing immediately smiled and quickly got up on the ground. Who would have imagined that the great devil in the world of powerful cultivation could do such a thing. After Wen Qing saw it, his pink face immediately changed. He shouted, "Yan Yun, don't do this to your father." Come down quickly."

Yan Yun pouted his mouth." Yan Zhuixing immediately turned around and smiled at Wen Qing and said, "It's okay. If the child wants to play with him!" However, Yan Yun may have realized that she was wrong, or her mother, who was afraid of the fierce stubble, immediately slipped down Yan's back.

"Why are you unhappy?" Yan chased his hand and scratched Xiao Yanyun's nose, then got up and picked him up and sat on the edge of Wen Qing.

Wen Qingming's eyes stared at the father and son, so he continued to embroider his own butterflies.

Seeing that his son was still holding a small face and turned his head away from Wen Qing, Yan Zhuxing immediately broke his little head and frowned, "Yun'er, don't be angry with your mother. Remember, take good care of your mother when you grow up, or I will be unhappy.

Yan Yun muttered, "Isn't your father taking care of it?" Obviously, he still remembers the hatred that Wen Qing scolded him, which is completely a child's heart.

"If your father is far away, can't you help your father take care of his mother?" As soon as Yan chased the star, Wen Qing's delicate body on the side trembled and suddenly looked back at the boat. After a change in expression on his face, he didn't see what else Yan chased the star meant. It seemed that it was just to educate the child, so he lowered his head and continued to embroider his own butterflies, but Is it?

"Then I will take care of my mother, but father, don't go too far! Come back early!" Yan Yun threw himself on him, hugged his neck and said. Yan chased the star with a smile and patted him gently on the back and asked, "If your father is far away", will you miss your father?" Wen Qing in the embroidery suddenly bit his lips, and Yan chased the star and glanced at her.

"I will!"

"Why?"

Yan Yun stretched out his body. Looking at Yan Chasing the star, Zheng Zheng said awe-inspiringly, "Because my father is the most powerful person in the world, I will think that my father will teach me to be the most powerful person in the world when he comes back."

The most powerful person in the world? The scene of Yue Qian, who seriously injured himself and fled to the wilderness, still said in his mouth, "Okay! It's a deal!" He hugged his son in his arms again. He looked out of the palace firmly and said in his heart that his father will not let you down. When his father comes back, he will see the most powerful father today, and he will also make you the most powerful person in the world...

After all, children's physical strength and energy are limited. After playing, they were tired and tossed around for a while. In a short time, they took Yan's shoulder and entered a sweet dream. Yan Zhuxing gently carried him into the room and placed him up, and then came out and sat next to Wen Qing. "Looking at Wen Qing in the embroidery, he had a lot of thoughts.

"Finally finished embroidering!" Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Yan's star-chasing thoughts back to reality, and said with a smile, "Let me see how my wife's craftsmanship is." When he took the embroidery in Wenqing's hand, the wing of his nose stirred slightly and smelled a little blood. He glanced at Wenqing's hand and saw several small needles on the index finger of his left hand, which were obviously pricked by embroidery needles. In fact, the embroidery needle is not sharp. It can pierce the finger, which shows how absent-minded it is.

Yan chased the star and looked at the embroidery. There were two pairs of butterflies hovering on auspicious red peony huā, and there were several bloody halos next to the peony huā, which were obviously left when the embroidery needle pierced his hand.

"The embroidery is so beautiful" I seem to be able to smell the fragrance of peony huā, and these two butterflies are about to be embroidered by you. I can't imagine that the magnificent Princess Biwan Kingdom still has this craft. Yan Zhuxing glanced at Wen Qing, who was stunned, and shook his head at the tentacles of a butterfly and said, "But the stitches in this place are obviously not compact enough, and there is still some disorders. Xiaoqing." Do you have any thoughts?"

Yang Qing came to his senses, stared at him, bit his lip and said, "Are you leaving again?"

Yan chased the star and smiled, and his hands exerted his strength. The round bamboo basket with white silk suddenly shattered into dust and fell. He shook the embroidery, folded it into the storage bag, and said with a smile, "I want to stay with this embroidery. As soon as I see him," I can think of you and Yun'er." The meaning of the words is obvious." He has indirectly answered Wen Qing's question. In fact, his previous conversation with his son was to make her psychological preparation in advance.

"Can you not leave me and Yuner behind, stop fighting and killing, and live with our mother and son for the rest of your life?" Wen Qing suddenly knelt on his knees, hugged his legs and begged. However, Yan Zhuxing looked at the outside of the palace indifferently, which made her unable to pester her any longer." She could only retreat and squeeze out a far-fetched smile and said, "Then how long will you walk this time and when will you come back?" Yan Zhuixing turned around and reached out to touch her cheek." She smiled and said, "I Our family can live together forever. I have already cast a magic body, and I can live and die, and Yuner also has the ability to practice, at least I can live for a long time. However, you... How can I have the heart to watch you grow old alone?

The picture of her white hair and her husband and son were still young appeared in Wen Qing's mind, which made her shudder a little chill for a moment. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. When she woke up from her spirit and trance, she found that she had been carried to the bed in the inner room by Yan Chasing Star. Needless to say, it was another spring flood...

After indulgence, the two hugged each other. Yan Zhuxing stroked her smooth body and sighed, "You don't have to worry about Yun'er's future." I have made a thorough arrangement in the dark. When he is a little bigger and starts to be sensible." Naturally, someone will teach him how to do it."

"Are you really so cruel" to leave our mother and son alone?" Wen Qing sobbed on his chest.

"Father's hatred is not the same! What's more, there are grandfathers, masters and a senior brother, but how can a bloody man "bear humiliation and steal his life..." Yan Zhuxing will get the news from Wen Rui" in detail and slowly told Wen Qing in detail, so that she could understand the deep hatred of her blood on her body.

"It's sad again! Why does he always have trouble with you? Wen Qing gritted his teeth with hatred.

"You are still young, but you are in your twenties, and you still have a lot of days to live. If you still haven't heard from me in ten years, then don't wait for me, change... find a good man to remarry! I don't blame you.

After Yan Zhuxing said this, regardless of Wen Qing's madness and grief, she directly pushed her aside and got off the brocade bed with her body. He walked barefoot to the spacious room. As soon as he raised his hand, the magic blade flashed from the storage bag on the ground to his hand. He grabbed the magic blade with his right hand and slammed it towards the palm of his left hand. His left hand clenched his fist and stretched out. The blood immediately fell on the clean floor, splashing It's a pool of bright red and dazzling blood.

"What are you doing?" Wen Qing on the couch exclaimed, jumped off the bed in panic and hugged him. Yan chased the star and turned around, stared at her coldly and shouted, "Did you say what I just said to you in vain? Go back to bed and don't ruin my big deal. With a wave of his hand, Wen Qing was gently thrown back to the bed and cried.

When the blood on the ground was almost accumulated, the blood fist held by Yan Zhuixing suddenly opened. "The black evil spirit immediately shrouded the bright red gap in the palm of the hand." The wound was getting smaller and smaller, and soon there were no scars, which was magical. Wen Qing was stunned. "I know that he is not self-harmed" is indeed an important thing.

Then he saw his hands together and muttering in the palm of his hand with the magic blade in his hand. I don't know what he was talking about. When the magic blade in the palm of his hand began to shine with a faint red light, he pinched the corner of the magic blade with one hand and twisted it like a gyro. The magic blade with a faint red light suddenly turned into a roundness in the air, like a red ball of light, spinning and dancing in the blood pool on the ground." The blood on the The hazy red light, shining obscurely, the demon ghost realm Shuntian Island, suddenly the wind roared around, as if to blow the house away. The wooden lady sitting cross-legged in the room suddenly opened her eyes. She moved to Qianli Lake in an instant. The wind was so strong that she was hunting in a long white dress. She couldn't help looking around strangely. It should be noted that Shuntian Island has always been sunny. Except for human factors, there has never been such a strong wind...