Wei Feng didn't care about so many, and the red flowers bloomed one by one on the pure white robe. He staggered. If the Divine Sword had not acted as a crutch and forced himself to release the pure white fighting spirit, he would have fainted at this time.

Lan'er, his heart was as if his whole xiong was hollowed out.

The goddess of prophecy hurriedly went up to help him. This time Wei Feng did not shake her away, but did not even look at the woman.

"You break your promise, don't blame me for breaking your promise," Wei Feng said hatefully.

"Feng, listen to my explanation! I don't know he would do this at all. He promised me that he would definitely keep Jialan's safety! I don't think he himself is willing to hurt Jialan, so..."

"What's going on now? Are you satisfied? Use someone else's hand to get rid of Lan'er's disaster, and then you can do whatever you want in the divine realm?" Wei Feng's eyebrows rose and his face was full of contempt.

"You believe me, I don't know about it!" The prophetic goddess hoarsely and almost knelt down beside Wei Feng, grabbed his already shaky body, and shook his loyalty, "I don't know he will break his promise! How do I know! Humble humans just cannot be believed!"

"He is not a human..." Wei Feng whispered, his tone was cold, "He is now a disaster to the God Realm!"

"Feng, no matter what, I will ask you something clearly. You can wait for me here? You should know that there is a barrier here, and humans can never come in or out. Don't ask for trouble anymore and take care of this sudden injury."

"Anyway, you broke your promise. I will return to Lan'er's side now. The child may be in danger, so I will go back!"

"But you can't go back now! Why don't you wait for me to handle everything and go back with you! No matter what, we have worshipped the church and the world..."

"I don't..." Wei Feng's tone was resolute, without any feelings at all, as if the woman in front of him was just a stranger to him. How could this poor woman know that Wei Feng had seen few women for thousands of years? It was just a passing cloud. Is it more than you, a poor person, attracted by Wei Feng's elegance and tranquility?

But who except Jialan knows Wei Feng’s true personality? Can an elegant and peaceful person achieve the position of God King at a young age? Wei Feng’s decisive side and ruthless and cold-blooded side have only seen it now.

"maple……"

"Although I have no divine power, can you, this small island, trap me? If you want to leave, I will naturally come and go freely. You are too arrogant to yourself." Wei Feng said coldly.

"But..." The goddess of prophecy collapsed to the ground. She originally thought that even if Wei Feng was always cold to her, it was due to his personality. After a long time, he would naturally accept her. But now, Wei Feng's words undoubtedly cut her heart.

"Feng, are you not feeling at all for me?" She no longer hopes for love. Even a little sympathy is enough to make her wait with peace of mind. The gods have a long life. Who knows what will happen in the future? Even if she is in charge of prophecy, wouldn't she be unable to predict her own love?

"No." Weifeng answered very simply, then he slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave, calmed down his mood, let the pure white Dou Qi form a thin layer of protection around him, and then took out a cannon-like thing from the storage ring.

The goddess of prophecy had no time to take care of these things, and just kept complaining. She didn't know that this was the magic weapon Wei Feng brought from Liu Wei, and this was the signal flare invented by Liu Wei, a scientific madman. Wei Feng thought it was very useful, so she took a few of them around her long ago to prevent her from getting lost in the poisonous fog forest. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.

I just hope Tangtang can be seen!

Lan'er's condition is very bad now, and his body can feel it. Those people must have been busy all the time. I just hope Tangtang will not cry at this time, but will send his clan members to patrol the sky, so that he can have the possibility of showing himself.

He can't get out of the barrier here, but the dragon clan is not a human being, so he can come and go freely. Fortunately, the dragon clan is not a greedy nation and does not have much interest in siegeing cities and lands. He just likes to stay in his own dragon valley, so this island has never been touched by the dragon clan.

Wei Feng held the signal flare in both hands, gently injected magic, and then ignited it. Suddenly, the colorful fireworks illuminated the already smog sky like lights. The power of this signal flare is really great. After rushing into the sky, it can explode several times, causing the sky that radius of dozens of miles around to be covered by colorful clouds.

After a while, accompanied by the cry of the prophetic goddess and Wei Feng's anxious heartbeat, a loud dragon yin cut through the entire sky and roared.

The corners of Wei Feng's mouth raised slightly, but his expression was still dim. Soon, a 100-meter long dragon with bright silver and silver shimmering silver appeared in the deep valley where Wei Feng was located, and purple auspicious clouds hovered around, beautifully supporting it.

The long dragon is different from an ordinary dragon, but has six claws, which is the six claws descending dragon sugar candy.

Wei Feng's heart trembled and actually sent Tangtang to inspect himself, and was obviously looking for his own breath. This only shows that Jia Lan's situation is not good.

Sure enough, Tangtang didn't say anything, Longwei swept Wei Feng onto his body, and looked at the red valley and inner room arranged in a arranged manner, and the woman who collapsed on the ground, wearing a long skirt as thin as a cicada wing, did not say anything. But wherever Longwei went, "Boom--" the mountain suddenly tilted, and the huge [Harmony] rocks had been shattered, as if Tangtang was venting his dissatisfaction.

"Tangtang, let's talk about it when you have something to do!" Wei Feng rode on Tangtang's back, not wanting to explain anything. What he was most anxious about was to see Lan'er.

Tangtang called out a dragon yin, and all the birds around him were shocked. The prophetic goddess looked at the scene in front of her without any attempt to keep her.

That white figure is her dream after all.

But why does this dream have to wake up one day?

Tangtang carried Wei Feng towards the imperial city, and the purple fighting spirit was released frantically, increasing his speed.

"Tangtang, how are your mother?" Wei Feng asked with his possession on Tangtang. At this time, he was still bleeding, but it was not as serious as before. However, the pain in his back was still obvious, and it seemed that he had not received treatment.

Tangtang simply talked about the whole story and stopped talking again. She just kept traveling through all the clouds and heading towards Longteng's palace.

Just as Tangtang was rushing to the imperial city, Jialan was already close to the verge of death.

Her face looked like paper, without a trace of blood at all, and even the beads of sweat were gone now. Her cracked lips had peeled layer by layer, but she was still bitten tightly. Her eyes were tightly closed, without any intention of opening them, but her brows were frowning. Although she drank the psychedelic potion, her dreams might not be as stable as they were.

"Mu'er, how about it? You've been separated for a long time!" Yabei urged in a low voice, fearing that at such a critical moment, his master would wake up and it would be painful to death!

"What do you know?" Mu'er signaled Hei Mu to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but he didn't stop learning. The Thunder Blade was an extremely powerful scalpel in her hand. She slashed her lightly, and before the blood could flow out, it had already cut through the skin.

"A woman's belly has several layers. Of course, I have to cut it layer by layer, otherwise how can I sew it in a while? Do you want to see the owner just open his stomach like this?"

Yabei shook her head and continued to look at the scene that was not bloody in front of her. This was different from the last time her master dissected the body. At that time, there were four people, and the blood could no longer flow. But now, the basin of golden blood was almost full, and the operation was not over yet.

"Hurry up, the master's face is already pale, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long..." Yabei said.

"Bah!" Mu'er said angrily, "Feed the ginseng soup to the owner, and let the thousand-year-old ginseng be released!"

"I've been fed, but I haven't seen any improvement!"

Mu'er was not answering because the last layer of the fetal sac had been cut, and two small things that were full of blood and amniotic fluid appeared in front of Mu'er. She then breathed a sigh of relief, then trembled and hugged the weaker one out of it.

The soft little thing, not even opened its eyes, had an unpleasant smell of amniotic fluid all over, but it was so lively, with hands and feet moving around, indicating how healthy this child is.

"Little master is out, hurry up!" Mu'er cut off the umbilical cord and handed the child to Yabei's hand. Yabei gently washed away the dirt and golden blood from his body with warm water, and wiped it while crying.

Her master is a strong person. Even when his life encounters such a great disaster, he still desperately hugged his two children. The wound behind her has not been sewn yet! Yabei clearly saw it. The moment the black-clad assassin stabbed the dagger, Jia Lan almost instinctively exposed her back to the assassin and protected her belly tightly!

Little master, you have to grow up healthily to your mother, she is the greatest mother in the world!

Then, Yabei was cruel and cruel, put him upside down, and then slapped him twice on his round butt.

"Ba—Ba—"

"Wow———" A loud baby cry came from the mouth of this small baby and resounded throughout the bedroom.

Haha, the baby's voice is so loud! It is unparalleled in health. Weiyang and Longteng, who were standing outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

How many hours have passed, and Jialan can still hold on. The baby's crying finally made their hearts fall to the ground, but another voice made their hearts hang up again.

"Master! You can't give up! Stay there!"

This is Mu'er's voice...

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Chapter completed!