My ancestor who served with my ability

After sweeping Shen Tukun out of the house, Tang Yu didn't know how to deal with the accident in his stomach.

If you drop it...

The matter of Mu Ange has just passed.As soon as he found out that he was pregnant, before he had time to hesitate and get angry, he faced the fear of being beaten to lose the child.At this moment, he is full of rejoicing, but he is a little bit reluctant to remove it.

Besides, Shen Tukun was right, he was the only Kunpeng left in the world.If you don't give birth, wouldn't it be...

But if you stay... Although Shen Tukun explained everything, but he was kept in the dark for so long, and he was still not very happy.

And, he's not ready yet.

Don't you still have five months to consider...

He has to think about it.

Thinking of this, Tang Yu simply put aside the matter of pregnancy and began to study soul-replenishing recipes.

The respectable sects in the Eastern Continent are all gathered in the Zongmen, and there are many and mixed opinions.

But Shen Tukun, the violent element, as the highest cultivation power in the Eastern Continent, wanted to fight to the base camp of the Demon Race, and wanted to catch him by surprise while the Demon Lord was still injured.

If it wasn't for the scruples of other sects, and the three cronies of Shen Tukun's family - the sect represented by Changkonglou, Bihaige and Wu Huaizhi - all strongly opposed it, it is estimated that they would really attack the Demon Realm directly.

It's just that other people don't know, Shen Tukun's cronies all know that his soul is hurt.

Seeing that the negotiations were at a stalemate, there was even a hint that Shen Tukun's opinion was following the trend.Tang Yu was naturally more anxious.Shen Tukun's soul is wounded, which is always a hidden danger.

Moreover, just after Mu Ange's incident, he suddenly had an idea.

When he was infected with Dao Mieqiong pollen, Shen Tukun could use his own blood to stabilize his body and the fetus in his womb... Then, could it be that his own blood could also have some effect on him?

After all, he is compatible with Shen Tukun - the spirit body.

Do it when you think of it.

Taking advantage of the fact that Shen Tukun had to continue to hold Nao Shizi's Demon Slaying Conference recently, and was driven out to sleep by himself at night—no matter where he slept—Tang Yu rolled up his sleeves and began to concentrate on studying his own blood and all kinds of blood. Lingzhi's collocation.

Over there, before the demon conference had discussed a four-five-six, Tang Yu had already mixed his own blood with the soul-purifying spirit grass picked back from the mind-refinement state, plus miscellaneous treasures of heaven and earth that had some effect on the soul, and fumbled for it. out a bowl...

Weird colors and even weirder flavors...

Gooey.

Shen Tukun was finally put into the courtyard by Tang Yu, thinking that he had finally softened and changed his mind. Before he could be happy, he smelled the smell of blood, and this smell of blood was strangely familiar...

His expression changed immediately: "What did you do?" His tone was rare and ferocious.

Tang Yu knew that he had noticed it, and said disapprovingly: "I took some blood, not much, it's okay."

Shen Tukun was furious, and hurriedly checked him carefully, up and down, and he was relieved after confirming that there was nothing wrong, and then reprimanded him: "You are just safe, why are you hurting?" He was stunned, "You Why take your own blood?"

Tang Yu didn't answer, just picked up the bowl on the table and handed it to him: "Hey, drink it up."

Shen Tukun took it with a frown, still chattering incessantly: "Tangtang, don't toss your body casually, the essence and blood of your body—" He stopped talking, sniffed the bowl in his hand hesitantly, his expression was ugly, "You Eat with your own blood?"

Seeing that he was still struggling with this problem, Tang Yu waved his hands and said, "Don't ink, there's only so much blood, what's the fuss about? Drink it quickly."

Shen Tukun put down the bowl, with a solemn expression, and unconsciously raised his voice: "Tangtang!"

Tang Yu had no choice but to say, "I just tried a small amount. This bowl is made by taking blood and putting it together." Seeing that Shen Tukun was still frowning, he hurriedly comforted him, "It's really not much. About half a bowl—”

half a bowl? !Shen Tukun's face was livid: "Isn't that called too much? What is too much?"

Distressed and anxious, Tang Yu felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed into his chest, and his whole body was soft.

He leaned close to each other: "I'm already at this level, and it's nothing to be short of blood. You drank so much blood for me last time—"

Shen Tukun didn't care about him, just raised his hand——

Tang Yu rushed over and directly hugged his arm.

"What are you doing?!" Shen Tukun was startled and anxious, "Do you know that I almost hurt you?!" If he took another quick breath, Tang Yu's back would be bleeding!

Tang Yu curled his lips: "I knew it." Now that this guy has discovered that his blood is beneficial to him, does he want to bleed himself to replenish his body every now and then?

In desperation, Tang Yu began to reason with him: "I only have a little bit of blood, which is nothing compared to what you gave me in the past. If you do this again, I will never drink your blood again no matter what happens. Yes!"

Shen Tukun still frowned: "Tangtang——"

"Listen to me." Tang Yu interrupted him, "Your soul is still wounded, no matter what, I have to find a way."

"Then you can't make fun of your own blood!" Shen Tukun couldn't help being angry when he mentioned this.

Facing his partner who was worried about his body, Tang Yu thought for a while, let go of his hand, turned to put his arms around Shen Tukun's waist, and leaned into his arms, half reasonable and half arrogant: "Why am I joking? You want to be nice to me, and I want to be nice to you. Now that you are all discussing to attack the demons, you have to understand my worry. I want you to recover a little before you fight. How much can you recover? , let me not be so worried."

Although the tone was ferocious, it was genuine concern and words of love, plus everyone threw themselves into their arms... Shen Tukun, who had been forced to be vegetarian for almost a month, suddenly felt a little turbulent, and couldn't help wrapping his arms around the person in his arms. waist

But the question still needs to be clarified.He hurriedly restrained himself, pretended to be angry and said: "No matter what, you are not allowed to hurt yourself." Besides, there is a small child in the stomach, how can you mess around?

Is not this nonsensical?How to get blood without injury?Tang Yu rolled his eyes in his arms, but still patted him in the mouth: "Understood, I'll try this once."

Shen Tukun snorted softly.

Tang Yu suddenly remembered the bowl of paste, pushed him away, turned around and walked to the table.

Shen Tukun: ...

Picking up the bowl on the table, Tang Yu handed it to him again: "Okay, can you drink it now? I can't let my blood flow in vain." After Shen Tukun took it, he added, "Go back and refine your state of mind. I have already used the Soul Purifying Spirit Grass that I got, so I hope it will have some effect..." Otherwise, he would die of heartache.

These days, there are very few spiritual plants that can repair the soul. In addition, whether the spiritual plant with this effect is a best-selling practice necessity, even a power as big as Changkong Tower can't find many decent grades.The Purifying Soul Spirit Grass is already the highest-grade spiritual plant in his hands.

This look of distressing Ling Zhi made Shen Tukun angry and funny.

He bows his head—

"Tangtang, this is..." He stared at the strangely muddy, pungent-smelling thing in the bowl, "Did you really make this thing?"

Tang Yu nodded: "Of course."

Shen Tukun looked skeptical, leaned over to the bowl and sniffed it again, and looked disgusted when it was over: "The taste is really disgusting. It looks like... Tangtang, your skills have regressed!"

Tang Yu gritted his teeth: "You can drink it if you tell it to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" He narrowed his eyes, "Or do you dislike my blood?" Well done.

Shen Tukun thought so too, but it has Tangtang's blood in it.

Sighing, he had no choice but to pinch his nose and pour down - no way, as a monster, his sense of smell is too keen, drinking such things is simply torture.

But for the sake of his partner, he had no choice but to admit it.

As soon as he finished drinking, he immediately threw away the bowl, grabbed the teapot on the table, and poured it into his mouth regardless of what was in it.

Tang Yu watched him gulp down the whole pot of boiled water, and muttered, "Is it so bad?"

Shen Tukun put down the teapot and looked at him suspiciously: "Have you never tasted it?"

Tang Yu coughed lightly in embarrassment.Well, the color of the bowl of medicine looked too strange, and the taste was even more disgusting, so he didn't dare to try it himself.

Shen Tukun immediately understood, speechless, he simply stretched out his hand to grab Tang Yu over, leaned over to kiss him, and said, "You have a taste too."

A smell of rotten soil rushed straight to his nose, Tang Yu struggled hurriedly: "Go away!"

Shen Tukun posted it with a smirk: "As a partner, you can't let me suffer alone, you must share weal and woe!"

"Ugh, it stinks! Go away—uh!"

The two of them hadn't been sticky in recent months. Tang Yu still resisted the taste of Shen Tukun's mouth when they met for the first time.

Not long after, the sweetness of the lips and tongue made him put his disgust behind him, and he also forgot that he was still punishing Shen Tukun.

Shen Tukun hugged Tang Yu to the table.

Pulling off the belt, ripping off the clothes, poking in his calloused rough palms, kneading the delicate skin of the person in his arms, Shen Tukun couldn't wait to suck tian kisses down his swan-like neck.

Tang Yu hugged him softly, panting lowly from between his swollen red lips.

Seeing that the sky thunder is about to set off the ground fire——

Suddenly, Shen Tukun paused.

Tang Yu, whose clothes were half faded, opened his eyes in confusion.

Shen Tukun raised his head and smiled wryly: "Tangtang..."

Tang Yu, who was still a little confused, pressed his head down hard with his hands, and his body unconsciously moved forward, muttering: "Why, what's wrong?"

Shen Tukun sighed helplessly: "The effect of your bowl of medicine seems to be quite good..."

Tang Yu blinked and stared at him blankly. Then, he found that there was a faint... vibration in his mind, as if something was shaking inside.

He woke up in an instant, ignoring the posture of the two of them, he clinging to Shen Tukun and shouted in surprise: "This is, is this effective?"

Shen Tukun nodded: "Looks like it is." Glancing at Tang Yu, who was half-dressed in his arms, he was rather reluctant, "It's a pity, the time was not chosen."

Tang Yu gave him a supercilious look, pushed him away, pulled up his clothes indiscriminately, and jumped down: "Then what should we do now?" The soul is injured, how do you recover?

Shen Tukun held him down: "I have to retreat for a while. Just go and talk to Huaizhi and Xuanying."

Tang Yu looked at him worriedly: "Is there really no need to prepare anything?"

"Don't panic, you don't need to do anything, you just need to stay in Tingyun Peak and wait for me to come out." After saying that, Shen Tukun, whose soul was shaking more and more, patted his head, leaned over and kissed his lips , flew out of the house, and went straight to the quiet room behind the yard.

Tang Yu was worried, but he couldn't help, so he had to straighten his clothes and hurried out to inform Wu Huaizhi and the others—hoping that the decoction would be more effective, so that Shen Tukun could recover better...

Two months later, Shen Tukun, who had completely recovered his soul, led the elites of the Eastern Continent straight to the headquarters of the Demon Race.

After ten years, the Dao Demon War broke out again.

On the other side, because of his unhealed injuries, the demon master sent the demons to infiltrate the eastern continent to find natural materials and earth treasures needed for treatment. As soon as he found out that the demons were making trouble in the eastern continent, Shen Tukun led the crowd to attack.

As Shen Tukun expected, they beat the demons this time, and they were really caught off guard.Just like beating a dog in the water hard, and taking advantage of his illness to kill him, everyone beat him vigorously and heartily.Not only was the injured demon king completely killed, but even several powerful figures in command of the demon clan were seriously injured and escaped.

After this battle, the vitality of the demon clan was severely injured, and in exchange for at least 300 years of peace in the eastern continent.

***

Many years later.

In a small village on the coast of the East China Sea, Lao Zhangtou is tending his melon field.

It was the harvest time, and the black-scaled melons, which were as big as baskets, were spread all over the ground.He had to rush to harvest all the melons in two days, and his son who opened a shop in the town later had to collect all the melons and sell them.

He was immersed in picking melons, when suddenly a soft and cute child's voice came from behind him——

"Uncle, are you selling this melon?"

Old Zhang wiped the sweat off his head, straightened up and turned back.Ouch, where did this jade doll come from?

I saw two children, one big and one small, with pink make-up and jade carvings holding hands, staring straight at the black-scaled melon he had just picked, the greedy look was really indescribably cute.

The older child was not as tall as his waist, so he swallowed, and asked Lao Zhang's hair again: "Uncle, do you sell this melon?"

Old Zhangtou looked at the child who was about the same size as his grandson, and said with a smile, "Sell it, do you have the money to buy it?"

The older child let go of the little doll next to him who seemed to be only three or four years old, and reached into his cuffs, and after a while, he took out a golden shell.

"Abbe, I only have this, is it enough?"

Old Zhang's head and eyes are straight.Well, this gold shell would be several hundred taels worth of silver.He was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Little baby, where is your adult? You are young, why do you carry so much money with you?"

The older child pointed to the forest in the distance: "My father and the others are there."

Old Zhang looked in the direction he pointed, and saw two men walking slowly towards this side, the tall one was as sharp as a knife, and the slender one was extraordinary and handsome.

The old Zhangtou, who had been out of town at most in his life, had never seen such a majestic and handsome person before he turned back after being stunned for a long time.

Only then did he notice that the clothes on the two dolls were made of good materials that he had never seen before. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he felt a little uneasy: "Little boy——little son, how many black-scaled melons do you want to buy?" ? I can’t find it.”

The small doll's eyes were shining brightly, and she said in a childish voice, "I want them all!"

The older child followed suit and nodded: "Well, we want them all."

The old Zhangtou waved his hands and said with a smile: "Stop making trouble, you can't handle it."

The older child grinned brightly, "Abbe, you just say whether the money is enough to buy all the black-scaled melons."

Old Zhangtou was infected by his smile, and couldn't help laughing. He glanced at the golden shell again: "Of course it's enough. It's more than enough to buy a few more melon fields."

The older child was pleasantly surprised, and turned his head to the two men who were walking slowly behind, shouting: "Daddy, Daddy, Uncle said he sold us!"

Before the old Zhangtou could react, the older child stuffed the golden shell into his hand, and when he was done, he pulled the little doll and rushed towards the pile of picked black-scaled melons.

Old Zhang pinched the golden shell tremblingly.Really, pure gold, pure gold shells, such a huge piece...

He suddenly came back to his senses, turned around holding the shell and wanted to give back to the older child, but was stunned by the scene in front of him——

I saw the black-scaled melons all over the ground seemed to have suddenly turned into fluffy catkins, flying towards the two children one after another.The big boy didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and the black-scaled melon flew in front of him and disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

After a while, all the black-scaled melons in the field disappeared.

The old man was tongue-tied.

The older child turned around contentedly, and said goodbye to him with a happy smile: "Abbe, we're done picking, and we're leaving now, goodbye!"

Old Zhang turned back tremblingly, and saw the two children greet the two men with the posture of heaven and man.

They exchanged a few words with each other, the handsome man seemed to notice his gaze, raised his head and smiled at him.

Then, Lao Zhangtou saw these people soaring into the air.

Then, a black shadow covering the sky and the sun enveloped the earth.

But in an instant, a black shadow flew across the sky, and the few people just disappeared.

Old Zhangtou fell to his knees with a "plop": "God, god..."

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