The sword has something to say

The moon was dark and misty, and a white and thin hand slipped out of the smoke gauze curtain. Beads of sweat slid down the fingertips along the pale wrist, and finally fainted quietly on the ground when it was about to fall.The suppressed sobs were forced to be swallowed between the two's intertwined lips and tongues, and the hand outside the curtain was carefully gathered back into the palm and pressed on the heart again.

There was no focus in Shi Yanxue's half-closed eyes, and there was a layer of water vapor scattered in them.Feng Tinglan kissed away the wet traces from the corners of his eyes, and pressed his ears to call his name.

"Shut up..." Shi Yanxue's voice was hoarse and weak, her eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and her originally pale lips were now soft and moist.

Feng Tinglan draped the black robe over Shi Yanxue's shoulders, covering his body marks.

Shi Yanxue was covered with the breath of the dragon clan, struggling to pat Feng Tinglan's hand rubbing on his stomach: "It's full, don't touch it." Feng Tinglan was very obedient at the moment, Shi Yanxue said what she said.

The bamboo building is filled with strong dragon breath, and the dragon eggs are happily immersed in it, showing full excitement.Shi Yanxue leaned against the bed, pinched a tactic with trembling fingertips, and melted away the dragon's breath in his belly. He was panting heavily, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his waist seemed to be sore that it was about to break.

Feng Tinglan was anxious on the side, wanting to feel where the dragon egg fell, and afraid of hurting Shi Yanxue.After patiently watching for half an hour, Fang saw Shi Yanxue opened her eyes, subconsciously straightened her waist and groaned.

"Axue, how's it going?" Feng Tinglan helped her into his arms with one hand.

Shi Yanxue took a long breath, endured the dull pain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Almost, it's time to come out." The pain in the abdomen and the laceration on the soul, like a blunt knife grinding flesh, did not stop for a moment.

"I'll call Father Jun over." Feng Tinglan pulled off the outer robe for Shi Yanxue, and kissed his sweaty forehead.

Shi Yanxue clutched the black robe on his shoulders, she really didn't want others to see him in such a state of embarrassment again, a majestic innate god has no face at all.

"I can rest assured of you and the child only with Father Jun here." Feng Tinglan wiped away the water marks from the corners of Shi Yanxue's eyes with his fingertips, and comforted him in a warm voice.

Shi Yanxue closed her eyes, resigned to her fate.

Feng Tinglan withdrew the barrier. Tianjun had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing him coming out, he couldn't help frowning and scolding him in a low voice: "It doesn't matter. Feng Tinglan's ears were reddened by the training, and he hurriedly called Father Jun Bring it into the house.

Shi Yanxue leaned halfway in front of the bed, covering herself tightly with a black robe, only a part of her wrist was exposed, and there were many red marks on her wrist.Since Xian Xin came in, he even lowered his breathing a lot, he gritted his teeth and refused to let out any more moans.

Xian Xin sat next to Shi Yanxue, squeezed his wrist and took a touch of spiritual breath to probe his veins. After a long while, he suddenly frowned and asked, "Where is Zhenlingzhi?"

Shi Yanxue was also taken aback, then suddenly remembered: "I sent one person away."

"It shouldn't be given away." Yuan Xin lowered her eyes, shook her head lightly and said, "The injury on your soul is all suppressed by the Lingzhi branch. Now that you don't have it, what should you do if the old injury recurs?"

Shi Yanxue put one hand behind his waist, and the town spirit branch was said to be given to him by Xuanyuan after his soul was seriously injured in the catastrophe. Since he gave the town spirit branch to Hou Qing, the pain on the crack on the soul has healed It's obvious.The pain in the heavy abdomen suddenly felt like being torn, Shi Yanxue couldn't hold back a muffled groan, and the hand on the side of the waist suddenly grabbed the mattress under her body.

"Axue!" Feng Tinglan's face turned pale, cold sweat followed, and his fingertips trembled in panic.

Shi Yanxue's white lips parted slightly, panting for a while, then frowned and asked Feng Tinglan: "Are dragon eggs round?"

Feng Tinglan's heart ached, and he said, "Yes, yes."

Shi Yanxue wiped the sweat off her chin with the back of her hand, took Feng Tinglan's hand and placed it on Gao Long's abdomen, and said with a wry smile: "It feels sharp and angular, it hurts."

Feng Tinglan's throat was choked up, his nose was a little sour, and the soft belly under his palm was now hardening, chaotic spiritual energy rushed randomly, the dragon egg was falling heavily, maybe it realized that it was about to be born, He seemed extremely excited and restless.

Shi Yanxue's whole body was soaked with sweat, her slender legs under her black clothes were bent and unbearably straightened, and the silk brocade quilt under her body was crumpled.He raised his head slightly, his thin neck suddenly tightened, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and blood oozes from his bitten lower lip.

Yuan Xin caressed her palm behind Shi Yanxue's waist, the green luster exuded soft warmth.He was originally the original body of Xiantian Lingzhi, and he was handy in the healing process. Although he could not completely heal the laceration of Master Yan Xue's primordial spirit, having him there could relieve some pain.

After Shi Yanxue was in pain for a while, she couldn't help lowering her head and panting for a long time, she shook her head and said to Xian Xin, "Don't waste too much on me..."

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Xin passed the original power continuously, he knew how difficult it is to give birth to an offspring of the dragon clan, and he didn't dare to let Shi Yanxue be dragged down by the laceration of the primordial spirit.

Shi Yanxue was dizzy from the pain, but luckily Feng Tinglan's dragon's breath calmed the messy strength in his stomach, and Xian Xin comforted his injury, so he could barely hold on.

It's just that there are rolling clouds outside the building, and the sky is gloomy, which is really not a good sign.

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