She could even feel his breathing. She raised her head and looked up at the man who was looking at the front with all his attention. An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She raised an arm to wrap around his waist and pressed half of her face against him.

His chest moved up step by step with his steps.

She thought that sometimes she could not be so pushy and let the men around her open up a world for her.

Just like now, he hugged her tightly and wrapped her under his wings, which was not a pleasure.

And this kind of enjoyment is not something every woman can encounter.

She secretly rejoiced at how lucky she must have been to meet him.

He didn't notice anything strange about her, he only felt the hand around his waist hugging him tightly, which made him feel more secure.

The darkness seemed to be endless. They walked for a long time and turned countless corners, but they did not see any light.

Feng Yunmo had a little guy in her belly, and she always felt unable to walk, especially in her belly. The further up she went, the more she felt like she was carrying a thousand kilograms of weight.

Feeling that the person in his arms was panting tiredly, Beiming Yexuan suddenly stopped and looked back at Feng Yunmo.

Her face was very red and she looked sick.

He reached out and touched Feng Yunmo's face, only to realize that her face was so hot that it burned his hands.

"Mo'er, let's rest for a while. We've been walking for a long time. It feels like we can't finish the third floor. We're afraid we've entered a psychedelic array." He hugged her into his arms, but her body became increasingly warm.

The hotter it got, the more his body became infected and became more restless.

Feng Yunmo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when she lay in his arms, her eyes were completely closed.

She felt as if the strength in her body was instantly drained by the baby in her belly, making her whole body weak and unable to stand firmly.

She didn't expect that pregnancy would be a very tiring thing.

The little baby in her belly has been tormenting her a lot these past two months.

It was painful at first, but at night it was so painful that she was dying. During the day, it was a dull pain, but it was not as painful as at night.

Later, when she entered the Eight Treasures Pagoda, the wisps of divine power injected into her belly by the little white tiger suppressed the restlessness in her body, and her body felt comfortable for a while.

But when she stepped onto the stairs on the second floor of the Eight Treasures Pagoda, she felt physically weak.

Every step he takes, it's like what's being lifted up is not his feet, but a big stone.

She held on to her body, telling herself that she would reach her destination soon, and she just had to hold on for a while.

However, Beiming Yexuan suddenly stopped and held her in his arms again. Her weak body finally could no longer hold on.

Beiming Yexuan hugged her with one hand and stroked her hot face with the other. Then, he looked back at the aimless road ahead.

He no longer walked forward, but sat down at his feet, then took the Heaven-Slaying Sword she was holding tightly and inserted it heavily next to her.

The Zhutian Sword immediately emitted a flickering red light, forming a powerful and solid barrier, wrapping his and her bodies inside.

In this quiet place, there is always only danger, no peace.

He held her sideways, holding her body tightly with one hand, while gently patting her belly with the other hand, hoping that the baby in her belly would stop torturing her.
Chapter completed!