Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

The people in the next room burst into laughter. Mantou was confused. He didn't understand anything and he couldn't quite grasp some of the words.

Mantou was only concerned about why they stopped mentioning the beautiful sister. He wanted to hear something about the beautiful sister.

……

at the same time.

Lin Yan'er was also eavesdropping, hiding in a secluded corner.

"Li Qingchen and Jiang Wan'er are here too. Things are getting more complicated. Second Senior Brother, do you think it could be..."

"They should have received the news as well. After all, this is related to Song Ji, and no sect dares to let down their guard."

"It's not really related to Song Ji, right? I just suspect that the female demon cultivator he fell in love with might be here. She's not Song Ji himself. You can handle a demon cultivator of this level by yourself, Second Senior Brother."

In the dark, Song Huaishu and Ruan Baiyu were chatting in low voices. Song Huaishu was holding a branch and drawing something on the ground, while Ruan Baiyu was watching from the side.

After Song Huaishu finished the last stroke, he said, "Song Ji died that year, but no one has seen his body. It is hard to say whether he really died or pretended to die, especially since the person Lin Yaner brought back to the sect has a top-grade spiritual root."

"You should know that apart from Song Ji, there has never been another person with such a top-grade spiritual root in the world of immortal cultivation. It's hard to say whether that person named Mantou is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."

Ruan Baiyu looked at the formation he had drawn, stepped on it, and rubbed it a few times.

"I'm not really stupid, I just can't stand the temper of the senior sister. What do you think?"

Song Huaishu didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the formation that was trampled under her feet and said, "Is there something wrong with the formation I just drew?"

Ruan Baiyu shook her head: "You are making rapid progress, and your drawing is correct. However... now is not the time for this formation to appear."

Song Huaishu lowered his eyes, threw away the branch in his hand, and said nothing.

He said, "Then go to bed early."

The man turned and left.

Ruan Baiyu looked at his back as he left, crossed her arms, and said with a smile, "What a blockhead."

She looked up at the moon, which was bright and beautiful.

"What a shame for such a beautiful moonlight."

Lin Yan'er, who was in the dark, looked up and saw a bright moon that was almost full.

The full moon night is coming soon.

Ruan Baiyu left.

Lin Yan'er showed up and walked to where the two people were just now. Looking at the destroyed formation pattern, a trace of uneasiness flashed through her heart.

As expected, it was exactly as the master had expected. The two of them had secretly gotten together and were plotting something.

Lin Yan'er stretched out her hand, and a bell appeared in her palm, it was the Qingyin Bell.

Thinking of her master's instructions, she lowered her brows, put away the bell, and flew away on her sword.

……

Outside a cave.

Lin Yan'er stepped in, walking towards the depths with a torch in her hand. The dark shadows inside were startled and flew past her head. They were a group of bats.

Further in, there was a stone platform with a dirty, empty bowl on it.

When the torch was lit, there was a portrait hanging on the wall, just above the empty bowl, but the portrait was covered with dust, so it was no longer possible to see who was in the portrait.

Lin Yan'er tried to use her spiritual energy to clear away the dust, but it rebounded and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

There is a forbidden spell on it, and it cannot be touched.

So she could only use her spiritual power to remove the dirt on the empty bowl, and then she produced a sword with her right hand and cut her left arm, and blood flowed out.

It dripped into the bowl, and only when the bowl was filled with blood did Lin Yan'er use her spiritual power to stop the bleeding.

Her lips were a little pale and her complexion was not very good, but she still closed her eyes, formed seals with her hands, and added a seal above the empty bowl.

next moment.

Lin Yan'er began to murmur complicated ancient Chinese, and the plain empty bowl changed little by little. The patterns on the outside of the bowl gradually turned redder and brighter, and the stone platform at the bottom of the bowl was also dyed red by the blood. Little by little, an intricate pattern emerged, like some kind of talisman, and was now taking shape little by little.

There were also dark threads wrapped around her body.

I saw a black spot appearing on the golden elixir in her body, and the black aura surrounding the golden elixir seeped into it, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

My body feels so uncomfortable... Why is this happening?

But Lin Yan'er still endured the discomfort and forced herself to complete the chanting.

Just when she finished, the talisman pattern on the stone platform suddenly burst into a strong blood-red light, and a trace of blood penetrated into her body and entered the black spot on the golden elixir.

Lin Yan'er was completely unaware, her attention was completely drawn to the portrait.

Because the dust on the portrait disappeared, revealing its original appearance.

It was a tall and graceful young man in a white robe holding a sword, facing a cloud of black fog, and in the black fog there were a pair of scarlet eyes...

Lin Yan'er somehow stretched out her hand to touch the person in the painting. The moment she touched him, a memory that did not belong to her suddenly appeared in her mind.

She seemed to be in a painting. The young man in white robe had his back to her. He was floating in the air. In front of him was a diffuse black mist, and a pair of scarlet eyes were slowly opening in it.

The boundless black fog continued to spread, surrounding the white-robed boy standing in the air. Suddenly, the black fog turned into black arrows and quickly attacked the boy trapped in the middle.

Lin Yaner exclaimed: "Be careful!"

There were arrows formed by black fog from all directions, so dense that there was no possibility of escape.

But the young man raised his hand calmly and said something lightly.

"cut."

For an instant.

The sky was filled with sword lights, covering the arrows like a spider web.

The arrow shattered, dissipated, and turned into wisps of black gas and returned to the huge black fog.

The young man walked leisurely into the black fog. In the black fog, his scarlet eyes emitted a strange light.

But the young man was not affected at all, he curled his lips and said: "Broken."

The tone was the same as before, light and without any strength.

And that was the sound that fell.

Golden cracks quickly appeared in the black fog, and golden cracks also began to appear in this small world, as if the surface of porcelain was covered with dense cracks, and it would completely break apart with the slightest force.

Lin Yan'er lowered her head and found that those golden cracks had also appeared on her body, and they were increasing in number.

Her pupils dilated, she was shocked beyond belief.

How is this going?

The young man in white robe just blew a breath, and the whole world collapsed at that moment, turning into ashes.

Lin Yan'er also shattered and turned into dust.

……

Lin Yaner woke up in shock.

She looked at her still intact limbs and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the white-robed young man in the portrait again, she subconsciously took a step back.

The portrait was now stained with blood, which seeped into the paint bit by bit, dyeing the young man's white robe red.

She didn't know who the person in the painting was, nor did she know what he looked like. The only thing she was sure of was that he was very strong.

At this moment, she felt a slight discomfort in her stomach.

Lin Yaner placed her hands on her abdomen, with her five fingers slightly clenched.