The sword has something to say

The sunset in Lingyang Mountain is extremely beautiful, the red clouds are scattered, and the lotus is fragrant and clear.Shi Yanxue's eyelashes trembled, and before waking up from the dream, she suddenly recalled the day of the union, Feng Tinglan was dressed in red and had sharp and bright eyebrows.Xingjun, who is in charge of the heavenly court, read the prayer runes, which were long and cumbersome. From the beginning to the end, Feng Tinglan didn't look at him.

Shi Yanxue knew in her heart that if she really did, she had completely forgotten about it.In the small building in the mountains that year, he had a storybook on his knees, flipping through it lazily with his hands, and wrote a line of words in cheap ink, "The world is as short as a spring dream, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds".Taste it again now to know the taste.

When the last rays of the setting sun were hidden in the mountains, Shi Yanxue opened her eyes in a dream, the moon rose and the sun set, and day and night changed.He shouldn't have woken up. For a creature like him, deep sleep is the best way to cultivate.But he just woke up at this time, because he had the opportunity to be here at this time.

Shi Yanxue still had a bit of sleepiness in his eyes, he sat up propped up, his clothes were slightly loose, and his untwisted black hair fell in front of him.Sitting up straight like this, she felt something was wrong, Shi Yanxue's brows tightened, she subconsciously supported her waist, her palms were caught off guard by a strange softness.He lowered his head in a daze, the belt of his clothes came loose at some point, and a round hillock bulged out of his originally flat and thin waist.There seemed to be an aura flowing under the palm, with a layer of rich moist water vapor, which did not belong to him.

The drowsiness dissipated immediately, Shi Yanxue blinked and held her belly in doubt.He never knew that the innate gods would get fat if they slept too much, it was strange.If he was a creature of grass and trees, it would be easy to understand if he woke up and grew thicker.But his soul is a sword, how can a sword become wider while asleep?The swollen waist and abdomen under the palms rose and fell slightly with breathing, and when Shi Yanxue was in a trance, there was another movement in the abdomen.

"..." Shi Yanxue's eyes widened, a chill came down her spine, her mind went blank, and it took her a long time to come up with an endless thought.

It's over, it's alive.

Back in the day, Shi Yanxue, against the backlash of heaven, washed the demons with blood and did not even bat an eye.But now, his fingertips trembled in shock from the strange movement in his abdomen.He took a deep breath, squeezed a meditation formula with his fingertips, and closed his eyes.The spiritual consciousness swept across his whole body, swam around the meridian consciousness sea, and finally stayed in the abdomen.It should have been a sea of ​​tranquility, but now there is something extra.It is round and bulging, a white mass, covered with moist aura outside, hazy, as if something is contained in a bag of heavy water, trembling from time to time, trembling and painful in the abdomen.

His own original aura involuntarily wraps around the thing, carefully wraps it up, penetrates into it, and nurtures it.

The Meditation Art was disconnected, a drop of cold sweat ran down the corner of her forehead, Shi Yanxue opened her eyes, and the night breeze was blowing on her face, making her sober.With the place where he was sitting in meditation as the center, the light spread out to form a huge gossip deduction plate.With the help of the arrangement of the stars in the sky, Shi Yanxue deduced her own cause and effect changes.

Everything has a cause, everything has its beginning and end, and everything has its end.Since this incident happened to him, there is a reason.The law of the stars was gathered in the gossip deduction plate by him, and pieces of ice flowers condensed on the fingertips, flowing the cause and effect of fate.When the ice flowers withered, the light from the gossip disc dissipated, and the sky was dawn and a line of white.

Shi Yanxue slowly opened her eyes, silent.For a moment, the wind blew in the forest, the bamboo leaves fluttered like the sea, and the sky flowers fluttered and scattered, covering the dawn.Shi Yanxue knew that if this continued, Lingyang Mountain would be destroyed by his complicated emotions. He recited the Meditation formula three times, raised his hand to press his heart, and the divine lines appeared between his eyebrows, and then disappeared in an instant.

The wind gradually subsided, and Shi Yanxue staggered to hold on to the railing next to him, with emotions surging in his eyes, he clenched his lower lip and endured it for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, smashed half of the balcony with his palm, and said angrily: "You guys The dragon clan is shameless!" He used the stars to deduce the cause and effect for a night, and he could clearly see the cause and effect. The cause he created when he saved Feng Tinglan in the past has now paid him a "result".Heavy, living "fruit".

Shi Yanxue was so angry that her stomach hurt, she gritted her teeth and supported her waist, pacing back and forth.The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get, how can this happen?He lost half of his merits, almost costing his life, and the Dragon Clan will repay him for his karma like this?He is a congenital divine soldier, born of good fortune, but not an acquired creature, why should he give birth to the dragon clan?The living thing in the stomach clearly has strong dragon breath, so what if it's not a dragon egg, is the dragon paying off the debt or collecting the debt?

Affected by his emotions, Shi Yanxue felt more and more dull pain in his abdomen. After thinking about it, he always felt that he was afraid that it might not be the way of heaven trying to kill him.Back then, Panfeng died of exhaustion in order to survive Dapeng and Kong Xuan.Now that the descendants of the dragon clan are reborn on his causal line, shouldn't he also die here.

Shi Yanxue is not afraid of death, but when he thinks of his record in the annals of the Great Wilderness, where the master of the world's magic soldiers died laying eggs for the dragon clan, where is his old face?

The sharp sword intent unknowingly condensed in the palm of the hand, glowing with icy cold light, Shi Yanxue looked down at the soft bulge in the waist and abdomen expressionlessly, and said in her heart: This thing has not yet bred her own body. Consciousness, he can't count as killing.

The sword intent in the palm of the hand brought a cold stabbing pain close to the abdomen, Shi Yanxue's expression was cold, her pale lips were slightly pursed into a line, just at this time the dragon egg in the belly trembled violently as if frightened.Shi Yanxue's heart tightened, and the sword intent in her palm dissipated immediately.

The morning sun fell on Lingyang Mountain, and the scenery in the mountains was panoramic. The green hills, bamboo forests, Bitan, small boats, and the mountain wind passed through his untied black hair. It seemed that this place was really too deserted.

Shi Yanxue slowly lowered his arms, his clothes covered his pale and trembling fingertips, he let out a wry smile and lowered his eyes to look at his waist, then shook his head helplessly: "That's all." Lan repaid his favor and sent a trouble to accompany him.

Shi Yanxue overcame the strangeness in her heart, stretched out her hand to carefully touch her stomach, and couldn't help feeling sad.Having said that, how to raise dragon eggs?