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Han Zhuo, who was used to this, helped his forehead, put away his sword and left the place wisely.

"Ah Zhuo...he can't let it go." He tugged at He Kunjin's ear.

"The revenge of killing my father and the pain of losing my father, how can I put it down so easily? On the contrary, it's me..." Shaking his head in self-deprecating, A Yu suddenly bit his finger, "Rong'er, I'm not... …" Unexpectedly, before the sentence was finished, the mouth on the finger was bitten even tighter, "Hey, it hurts! Let go, Rong'er, if you don't let go, I will slap your spiritual consciousness back!"

He slapped He Kunjin on the forehead, and moved away the stubborn Ayu with one hand, "What are you thinking? And you two sisters, why do you keep making trouble when you get together? Qing'er How old are you, how old is Rong'er, you, as a big sister, can't let it go? People make troubles, cats make troubles, and birds become more violent when possessed."

"..." This grievance is too great.The cat proudly slipped into Liu Yanxue's arms, grinning at He Kunjin.

"What did Rong'er and you talk about just now?" He stroked the soft long hair enjoying himself, asked He Kunjin but looked at A Yu in his arms.

"We will have a little cousin and a little cousin. Uncle and Aunt Yu's children."

"Oh? Uncle, he really left the capital to find his aunt?" Liu Yanxue blinked, "How did Qing'er know that she was a cousin?"

"Meow----" the cat in his arms yelled proudly.

Liu Yanxue was stunned for a moment before she understood the meaning of the cat's meow, "Could it be a dream? Rong'er had a prophetic dream?"

"Well, there are two little red meatballs, one male and one female." The happy smile didn't stay on the face for long before it turned into doubt and worry, "But... there was no uncle and aunt in the dream... ...The person who is with the child is you, Ayan."

"...Maybe it's just that the uncle and aunt went out and left the child with us." She tried her best to drive away the trace of uneasiness in her heart.

At this moment, Liu Yanxue was still in the dark, even the owner of the dream, He Rong, didn't know the meaning of the dream, but He Kunjin understood it the moment she heard it, at least quite a bit. as a key part.The only person who takes care of the child is you, only you, Ayan, without me, without He Kunjin, and even without Chaoqing.

"That's right." Looking at his wife's beautiful side face, He Kunjin smiled, happy and satisfied, but pale and meaningless.

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Chapter 46 Out of Control

It was a messy dream, a dream that looked like a dream but not a dream. The world in the dream was very noisy and chaotic, and the self in the dream was annoying, hot and angry, but the scene in the dream was perfectly combined with reality.It was as if in the half-dream and half-awake that morning, even though my consciousness was isolated from the world, my body was responding to the noise from the outside world.He seemed to know in his heart that someone was shaking his shoulders, someone was calling his name, someone was holding him and moving, but he couldn't figure out where he was and where he was going.

Everything around me returned to calm at some point, and my angry and irritable body and mind seemed to have forgotten the original reason for everything.He shook his head, but couldn't remember anything about what happened just now. He opened his eyes, but what he saw was the tired figure of Master.

"Are you awake?" He Kunjin rubbed the center of her brows and swallowed a yawn, "How does your body feel? Are you okay?"

"Master..." Han Zhuo sat up from the bed in a dizzy state, "Master, this is..."

"You didn't do anything, you just burned the woods in the backyard."

"...How is it possible." He lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose, but couldn't recall anything he had done.

"Why is that impossible?" Standing up, he waved his sleeves, "If it wasn't for Rong'er and your wife, Ah Zhuo, you probably would have burnt down the entire villa."

"Ronger?"

"My sister, that is, Ayu."

"Master, your sister? Princess Lianhua? Ayu?" Han Zhuo was completely stunned, he just felt that he couldn't keep up with the miraculous thinking of his master.

Han Zhuo's blank expression made He Kunjin laugh.She didn't bother to waste her words, she directly stretched out her hand and drew a circle in the air, the silvery-white mist appeared where her fingertips touched, and another scene appeared in the circle surrounded by the mist.Han Zhuo was dumbfounded, but after a moment of stunned, he suddenly understood the intention of the master's move.

The backyard of the villa before everything happened appeared in the circle, and the bi was really a miniature version of the scene, as if you could reach the opposite side by reaching through it with your hand.In the woods in the picture, a small figure is practicing sword under the moonlight.Beads of sweat and rain dampened his immature face. Although the arm holding the long sword began to tremble, the boy was still holding on.The clenched teeth, the deeply furrowed eyebrows, and every time the sword is swung with hostility, all of them describe the grief and indignation in the boy's heart at this moment.

The father's lifelong companion, the father's cherished saber, lost all ties with its master when it was held in the boy's hands.It is no longer a comrade-in-arms, no longer a partner with a good heart; it has become a sharp weapon, a tool, a heartless and ruthless piece of cold iron that can vent the hatred in the heart and smash the enemy to pieces.The sword is crying; the person is crying.But they are not at all willing to try to accept each other, to understand each other's bitterness and suffering.

A spark ignited on the hilt of the sword, and the tongue of flame swallowed the whole sword in an instant under the urging of the wind that came from nowhere.With the boy holding the sword as the center, the fire spread from the tip of the sword in the boy's hand to every place touched by the sword; the wind rolled up around the flame in coordination, sending it to a farther and wider land boundary .Under the cool moon, the flames are soaring into the sky, everything stems from a boy's hatred, a boy's depression and confusion.

The picture was opened, and a cat lying on a tree peeping at the boy practicing sword late at night was forced by the flames and ran out of the woods.It let out the meow that resounded through the night sky, and rushed into the room of He Kunjin and Liu Yanxue at the fastest speed.After a while, the door opened, and the two of them, who were clearly still awake, followed the cat to the woods in a panic. They stopped before the fire that blocked the way, and they looked at each other.Liu Yanxue stomped her feet helplessly, and the ice began to spread rapidly towards the fire forest from where her toes touched the ground; she shook her sleeves again, and a long sword made of ice took shape in her hand.He Kunjin reached out to take the ice sword, and rushed into the woods along the road paved with ice and snow.

The fire gradually slowed down, and its arrogance seemed to be suppressed by the rapidly spreading ice and snow.The fire was extinguished little by little, and the ice melted little by little, but it was a pity that the original dense forest turned into a black and bare piece.A figure came out of the forest, holding a comatose boy in her arms.Liu Yanxue looked at the two who walked and fell asleep, and finally let go of the tension in her heart that was tightened in the middle of the night.

"I used some illusions to make him unconscious first." He Kunjin said.

"Ah Zhuo..." He reached out to take the ice sword held by He Kunjin, and waved it to melt it, "What's wrong with him?"

"Sneaking out to practice swords in the middle of the night, my emotional instability caused my spiritual power to explode."

"Even if his spiritual power is blown away, how can he cause such a big damage at his young age?"

"This situation is not caused by how strong his spiritual power is, but because he happens to be a Fengyan Twin Spirit Race. The two spiritual powers from his parents blow away at the same time, the wind that helps the fire and the fire that accompanies the wind, It happened to be in this flammable forest again. If it wasn't for Yan'er, you made a timely move, maybe the whole Zhuangzi would have been buried by this little guy, right?"