Qin Fan smiled lightly: "Sister Qinglan, isn't this what you asked Ji Miaoyi to do?"
"Don't talk nonsense, when will sister let Miaoyi..."
Xia Qinglan stood up quickly. Although she felt confident, there was a guilty conscience on her face.
She did not forget the semi-command instructions she gave to Ji Miaoyi as the mistress of Phoenix Mountain before leaving Phoenix Mountain.
The corners of Qin Fan's mouth raised slightly: "I heard it all."
When Xia Qinglan heard this, her chest rose slightly: "You...you actually eavesdropped on the wall?"
"So, do you have a child with her?"
Qin Fan sat on the sofa: "Guess."
"Haha, Xiaofan has grown up, and even his sister dares to play tricks on him."
Qin Fan took Xia Qinglan into his arms.
"What are you doing? Put me down quickly." Xia Qinglan looked embarrassed. Qin Fan's aggressiveness made her a little uncomfortable.
Qin Fan ignored it and admired the stunning beauty in his arms with great interest.
Although the woman grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, she is not the kind of delicate Jiangnan woman. At 1.75 meters tall, she has a slender waist and plump hips, and is so graceful and beautiful.
The lower body is a pair of slim-fitting blue and white jeans, which perfectly accentuates the woman's slender legs that are over one meter tall.
However, the most charming thing is the woman's beautiful goose face, her skin is as tender as suet and jade without a trace of blemishes, her willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, her cherry lips are very moist, her nose is straight, her dignified and gentle temperament, even if she is angry, she has a pair of
The phoenix eyes are still gentle.
Every time he saw this woman, Qin Fan was always excited and felt as if he had found a treasure.
Xia Qinglan bit her lips lightly: "Xiaofan, you haven't answered sister's question yet."
Qin Fan lost his mind: "What's the problem?"
Xia Qinglan was slightly annoyed by her husband's eccentricity: "Didn't you even listen to what my sister said? My sister asked you, do you and Ji Miaoyi have children?"
Qin Fan said: "Not yet."
Xia Qinglan's voice was faint: "Ji Miao did not keep her word, did not shoulder the responsibility, and did not fulfill her promise, right?"
"Forget it, let's not talk about her. Since you don't have children, how dare you boast to your mother that you have two children? Your brain is caught in the door?"
Qin Fan looked at the beautiful, elegant, gentle and dignified beauty in his arms, and chuckled: "Of course it would be great if Sister Qinglan and I have twins."
As he said that, Qin Fan's hands became dishonest and he began to explore around.
Xia Qinglan realized it later and suddenly said with a shy face: "No!"
This hateful, smelly man no longer has the reserve and awe he once had. His pig's hooves, just like going home, will always go where they should go.
Qin Fan looked down at the woman, his smile getting brighter: "Two are too few? Then quadruplets are good. Anyway, Sister Qinglan has such a good figure, it will be no problem to raise four."
"Xiaofan, you have become bad!"
Xia Qinglan was so shy that she almost died of shame.
Qin Fan's voice was low: "Really? Maybe, missing can make a person crazy."
"Who believes your lies? If Ji Miaoyi stays with you, will you miss your sister?"
Xia Qinglan felt as happy as if she had eaten candied fruit, but she had a tough mouth and deliberately made things difficult for Qin Fan.
But his words were still lukewarm, "Actually, sister misses Xiaofan very much, but now, sister has to take a bath, so you can miss her slowly while you do it."
"Quickly let go."
Qin Fan shook his head gently. He wanted to be like now, holding his beloved wife in his arms without saying a word.
After being hit by the Immortal Breaking Curse, he was not absolutely sure that he could escape from this disaster. It could be said that he was at the critical moment of life and death. The past two years have been extremely painful and made him realize that nothing is more important than the people around him.
Even her joys and sorrows.
When he returns in this life, the most important thing is not his strength, but the people around him.
Without them, everything he did was meaningless.
He really hoped that he could always hold his beloved wife, carefree and free from the world.
Xia Qinglan also noticed the change in Qin Fan's mood, and her heart seemed to become fragile, and then she hugged Qin Fan's head gently and distressedly.
"Xiaofan, although my sister doesn't know what you have been through in the past two years, she knows that it must be very difficult for you to come back."
"But don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, my sister will be by your side and face it with you."
"Sister will go with you to find Xiaoyang and Miaoyi."
The more Xia Qinglan spoke, the gentler her voice and eyes became.
"Sister Qinglan, you are so kind."
Qin Fan chuckled, in a good mood, and all the sadness in his heart was swept away.
"Sister is also very happy that Xiaofan is back." Xia Qinglan's eyes were filled with affection. After speaking, she lowered her chin and gave him a gentle kiss.
Qin Fan also hugged the woman into his arms.
That night, heavy snow fell, and the two of them had no burning firewood, but they were full of tenderness and expressed their heartfelt feelings to each other.
But in the depths of the snowy night, from time to time, low voices could be heard, like the singing of a lark, which was melodious and graceful, adding a touch of charm to the quiet night.
That night, after a hundred years, it also snowed heavily in Shushan Mountain.
This heavy snow came and went even faster. The sun rose and the snow had already stopped.
However, the powerful human beings and monks from outside the world who gathered outside Shu Mountain all disappeared overnight.
However, Shu Mountain grew a hundred times overnight, and seemed to have turned into an ancient sacred mountain. It was majestic and vast, endless as far as the eye could see. It was covered with white snow, the chill was astonishing, and the frost killed all the grass. It was daunting.
Three hundred miles away, on an unnamed mountain peak, twenty mysterious human warriors in black robes gathered together and were counting their numbers.
"How many people didn't evacuate on the snowy night last night?" an old man asked in a deep voice.
A middle-aged man said: "There are twenty-eight of us in total. After hearing your order, elder, we immediately retreated, but five of us still did not come back."
Just as he finished speaking, three more men in black robes came through the air with swords. They brought back five corpses, lined them up and placed them in front of everyone.
Looking at the five dead companions, everyone shuddered.
These five people are all Nascent Soul strongmen. Although their cultivation has been suppressed after coming to the human world, without their Nascent Soul cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for them to defeat them.
But now, these five people actually died in the snowy night last night, blocked by heavy snow.
"This snow is really terrible. In the blink of an eye, five nephews were killed in the snowy night. No wonder no one dared to set foot on Shushan easily this year."
"This Shushan Mountain is really weird."
The old man gritted his teeth, but his brows were full of fear.
A young man in black said indignantly: "Elder Yan, let's go up the mountain. The Xuanyuan Sword is on the mountain. It's first-come, first-served. The ninth volume of the Heavenly Book left in the human world in our Tianshu Pavilion may be beside the Xuanyuan Sword. It must be
Take action to avoid having too many dreams at night."
The old man hesitated: "Our Tianshu Pavilion's strength can only rank fifth on the land of Dongzhou. Long Live Mountain, Zixiao Mountain, Qingqiu, and Shenhuo Dynasty are all above us."
"According to the intelligence, in addition to Qingqiu, other forces have come. The Holy Maiden of Zixiao Mountain even came to the world a year in advance for the Xuanyuan Sword."
"At the moment, the possibility of us competing for the Xuanyuan Sword and the Heavenly Book is not high."
"The only chance is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and look for opportunities in the future."
The young man objected: "Elder Yan, although the strength of our Tianshu Pavilion is not as good as those of the Shenhuo Dynasty, it is also not as good as those monsters in Long Live Mountain. If we don't take action now, we may never have another chance in the future."
"Moreover, we only want the Heavenly Book, not the Xuanyuan Sword. As long as we explain our purpose, no one is willing to offend us."
"If someone gets the Book of Heaven and we try to take it back, it will be difficult."
After thinking about it, the old man thought it was reasonable and said: "Okay, I will take half of the people to climb the mountain, and the remaining half will follow the orders of the young pavilion master and be ready to respond at any time."
"But if something unexpected happens to me, the young pavilion master must stay away from Shushan and not get involved in the war."
The young man nodded: "Okay."
Immediately afterwards, the old man led twelve men in black, flying with swords, and flew straight towards Shu Mountain.
The group of people in Tianshu Pavilion soon discovered the horror of Shushan. There seemed to be some kind of power of heaven and earth outside Shushan, which interfered with them, so that they flew for a long time without reaching Shushan.
Shushan is still in front of you, so close yet so far away.
Moreover, the group also saw that many powerful men from the Earthly Immortal Realm were frozen on the ground and died completely. They were all Nascent Soul cultivators.
This made the powerful people in Tianshu Pavilion feel numb. It seemed that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow last night, and more powerful people died in the snowy night than expected.
Finally, after flying for a day and a night, Tiange and his party finally arrived at the foot of Shu Mountain.
Looking from a distance, one can see a boundary monument that is a hundred feet high, so tall and majestic that it swallows up mountains and rivers.
The boundary monument was carved with two large characters using sword skills by a mysterious strong man. It was the word "Shu Mountain". I don't know how many years had passed, but these two words still exuded the powerful sword intent, filling the area of dozens of miles in radius.
Even the experts as powerful as Tianshu Pavilion, after sensing this sword energy, they all trembled and kept secretive.
"This is the sword energy of Xuanyuan Sword, the sword energy left by the ancient Human Emperor. Name this place. Fellow disciples must be careful." Elder Yan said solemnly.
Hearing this, everyone shuddered.
They are Nascent Soul warriors, but this sword energy can shock their courage, soul, and internal organs. Moreover, after two thousand years, the sword energy is immortal, which shows how strong the cultivation of the person who carved the words is.
After everyone got close to the boundary monument, they discovered that there was a woman standing on top of the white snow below the boundary monument. She was wearing a white robe and seemed to be integrated with the snow. They had not noticed it before.
At this moment, the woman in white robe was caressing the Shushan boundary monument with one hand, alone and silent.
And, she didn't die.
Although she is dressed in a white robe, she is tall and tall, standing vigorously like a pine tree proud of the snow, and her ponytail is like a dragon swimming in the wind. She has a heroic appearance, and there is an irreversible trend in her body that seems to be able to determine the future.
The strong men in Tianshu Pavilion suddenly became furious, braking, stopping, and preparing for battle.
"who is she?"
"This woman is so young and has an extraordinary temperament."
"This little lady actually arrived here before me?"
"No, I can't sense her breath. It's as if she doesn't exist. It's so weird!"
"Her leg strength is so extraordinary and she ignores Xuanyuan Sword's intention. Her cultivation level must be unfathomable. Be careful with her."
"There are so many of us, so we don't need to be afraid of her."
"Go up and ask to see if he is a passerby or an aspiring climber."
The powerful men of Tianshu Pavilion talked privately and looked for countermeasures.
At this moment, the woman in white robe was moving. She used her finger as a sword, and the sword energy was like grass, gently falling on the Shushan boundary monument.
Boom boom boom!
For a moment, the boundary monument trembled, and the heaven and earth roared.
The next moment, a large piece of the stone skin of the boundary monument that had been immortal for several years fell off, and seven large characters appeared.