The sword has something to say

The slanting moon sinks and hides mist.

The water is clear and bright, quiet and silent.Shi Yanxue slept as soon as she said she wanted to sleep, and ignored Feng Tinglan beside her.

Feng Tinglan stood by Shi Yanxue's side, at first he just hung his palm on his stomach to channel some of his original strength, but after realizing that Shi Yanxue was sleeping soundly, his heart began to itch.The hand hanging above got lower and lower, and finally took advantage of Shi Yanxue's deep sleep, and touched it cautiously.

Shi Yanxue took a long breath, accompanied by a slight ups and downs of his soft abdomen, Feng Tinglan couldn't help holding his breath, his eyes widened, there was clearly a different movement under his palm, something lightly rubbed against his palm.Feng Tinglan's heart was beating extremely fast, and after being surprised, he felt uncontrollable joy in his heart.

The dragon's chant was low, Feng Tinglan transformed into his original body, the dragon's tail curled up around the jade bed, and the rich and warm dragon's breath tightly wrapped Shi Yanxue.Xuanlong's big head was placed by Shi Yanxue's hand, touched it lightly, and rested on the edge of the bed safely, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The time of a thousand years is but a moment.

Shi Yanxue woke up without warning, her eyes were still full of sleepiness, and when she sat up, she startled Feng Tinglan beside her.

Long Ying disappeared, Feng Tinglan sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to support Shi Yanxue, and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yanxue remained silent, and after a long time raised her head and said, "It's fine, I don't want to sleep anymore." He got up and brushed the pool water away, and the sun outside was just right.Shi Yanxue stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to walk forward when someone grabbed her wrist tightly.

Feng Tinglan hesitated and said: "Shenjun, do you want me to take you away?"

Shi Yanxue looked at him suspiciously: "Is your head damaged in the water?"

"No..." Feng Tinglan blinked, and glanced at Shi Yanxue's belly uncomfortably: "I think it has grown a lot, and I'm afraid that the god will feel tired."

Shi Yanxue followed his gaze and looked down, the dragon egg really grew up.The lower abdomen that was originally only slightly protruding was now stretched round, Shi Yanxue gasped when she saw it, and couldn't bear it anymore, she stretched out her hand and pinched a small spell to cover it up.

"Shenjun..." Feng Tinglan wanted to ask again, but Shi Yanxue threw her hands away before she could speak.He watched eagerly as Shi Yanxue flicked his sleeves and walked like flying.

There are no palaces in Lingyang Mountain, only small buildings.Shi Yanxue wanted to see the water, so he built a building by the lake.Shi Yanxue wanted to see the mountain, so he built a building on the top of the mountain.Do whatever you want, mess around.The small building is also simple, with green bamboo bones, just two or three floors, smoked gauze curtains, and a small purple clay stove, which is clear at a glance and everything is available.

Feng Tinglan stood outside the building and raised his head in thought. Shi Yanxue was already sitting in front of the window on the second floor and leaned down: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a small bamboo building?"

"Looks familiar." Feng Tinglan frowned slightly, his forehead ached.

Shi Yanxue paused, didn't speak, just looked down at him.He was leaning out of the window with a strand of long, raven-colored hair hanging in front of him, and his almost transparent white wrist rested on the window sill, quietly watching the wind and listening to the waves, and said for a long time: "Don't look, come up."

Feng Tinglan obediently went upstairs and sat down next to Shi Yanxue.

Shi Yanxue pointed her fingertips to the side, signaling him to stay away: "I want to set up a battle to deduce something, and you will hold the battle for me at the side."

Feng Tinglan's heart tightened: "Shenjun, your body..."

Shi Yanxue waved her hand: "I know it in my heart." After saying that, she sat cross-legged, with five fingers facing her heart, borrowing the breeze from the bamboo building to create a wind gust.The technique of deduction is like peeling off the cocoon, following the law of time and going upstream, predicting what will happen in the future.

Feng Tinglan didn't know what Shi Yanxue was going to deduce, but just watched from the sidelines, watching the wind roll up Shi Yanxue's clothes and hair, watching him close his eyes tightly, and the thick long eyelashes cast small pieces Shadow, even though his figure was as straight as a bamboo, he obviously lost a lot of weight.

Feng Tinglan was a little distracted, his heart skipped a beat, and some fragmented afterimages suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xuanlong Mo's heavy pupils tightened, as if he had caught a ray of memory, and his breathing was so shocked that he stopped for a moment.

It was also at this moment that the wind gust stopped suddenly, Shi Yanxue's face turned pale, and a line of blood oozes from the corner of her lips.Feng Tinglan's mind went blank for a moment, and there were no afterimages left. Before he could recover, he rushed forward to help Shi Yanxue, who was on the verge of falling, into his arms.

"Nothing." Shi Yanxue pushed Feng Tinglan away, coughed a few times to suppress the sweetness in her mouth.

"That's what you know!" Feng Tinglan was anxious, frowning and scolding loudly.

Shi Yanxue was stunned by his yelling and forgot what to say for a moment.Feng Tinglan regained his strength, with lingering fears in his heart, he stretched out his hand across the crook of Shi Yanxue's legs, picked him up from the ground, and put him safely on the green bamboo reclining chair beside him.

"What exactly are you going to deduce?" Feng Tinglan asked with a sigh.

Shi Yanxue wiped off the blood from the corner of her lips calmly, and looked towards the mountains outside the window: "I want to see if there is any movement from the Nanmingling Demon Clan, but unfortunately, I was blinded by heavenly secrets and couldn't detect anything. "

"Why do you want to look at Nanming Ridge?"

Shi Yanxue looked a little dignified, thought for a moment, and said: "I don't know, or something is going to happen. I can't see there, and I can't figure out the secret." He sighed and looked at Feng Tinglan and said: "You go back Zixiao Heavenly Court, let the Heavenly Emperor find someone to re-deduce." He is dying now, his original power has been severely damaged, and he was almost backlashed just by taking a look at Nanming Ridge.

Feng Tinglan involuntarily moved closer to Shi Yanxue, and quietly comforted him with the dragon's breath: "I will tell my father about this, but you don't want me to go back to the Zixiao Heavenly Court. Before the dragon egg in the belly of the god was born , I'm not going anywhere."

Shi Yanxue leaned back on the reclining chair, closed her eyes and relaxed, and said, "As you wish."

Feng Tinglan looked down at the light orchid pattern on Shi Yanxue's sleeves, and couldn't help but said: "My master also loves sky flowers."

Shi Yanxue staggered on the reclining chair, opened her eyes slightly, and said, "Which master are you?"

Feng Tinglan's eyes were much softer: "Naturally, it's Lanxi Junji Qingyun."

Shi Yanxue held his chin and said thoughtfully: "Talk to me, what did he teach you as a swordsman, so that you can worship under him?"

"Even if he doesn't teach me anything, he's still my master." Feng Tinglan's lips tightened, not allowing him to deny it.

Shi Yanxue sighed, closed her eyes again, and said drowsily: "What's so good about being your master? You Xuanlong are the most heartless in the world."

Feng Tinglan wanted to refute, but when he turned his head and saw Shi Yanxue's pale face, his heart softened, and he said in a soft voice: "What do you say? Maybe the emperor's stomach will also be a little Xuanlong in the future."

"Farewell." Shi Yanxue put her hands on her waist, and muttered like praying: "Xuanlong's head is not good...and it's not good-looking..."

Feng Tinglan: "..."

Shi Yanxue thought for a while: "I think the one like your brother's is not bad, Qinglong is good, and the color is beautiful."

Feng Tinglan was startled, his heart was sour, and he said sullenly: "What's wrong with Xuanlong? Xuanlong is the most powerful of the dragon clan. The elder brother is certainly good-looking, but that's because he has the blood of the emperor's father. I must not be born with the emperor." Out of Qinglong."

Knowing that no green dragon could be born, Shi Yanxue was still a little disappointed.Perhaps it was because the disappointment on his face was too obvious, which stimulated Feng Tinglan.

Feng Tinglan angrily and aggrieved reached out to touch Shi Yanxue's stomach, and said, "Baby, no matter what color you are, I will love you."

Shi Yanxue patted Feng Tinglan's dragon claws away, and said with a half-smile: "Your Highness won't worry about my little fellow."

Feng Tinglan rubbed the red seal on the back of his hand, hesitant to speak.

Shi Yanxue sighed, closed her eyes and shook the reclining chair, and said softly: "Don't even think about it, this seat is exchanged with Geng gold. Feng Tinglan, you can't let you take all the good things in this world."

The breeze swayed the hem of Shi Yan's snow clothes, Feng Tinglan sat quietly for a long time, and suddenly called out: "God Lord."

Shi Yanxue was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely responded with sleepiness.

"Has the Divine Lord ever been to the mortal world?" Feng Tinglan asked in a deep voice, his eyes falling on Shi Yanxue's face.

Shi Yanxue didn't answer, and the small building was quiet, only the slight movement of the wind blowing her clothes.After a long time, Fang heard Shi Yanxue say: "No."