The cub with the fairy ran away

Kuang Yang took off his mask, and under the mask was a handsome face, without the slightest sinister temperament, just like a scholar.This face actually fits the name he said, Wenci Liu.

"Is this your real name?" Jiang Suilan asked in disbelief.

Kuang Yang said with a smile: "Yes."

"It's unbelievable."

Kuang Yang said: "People in the world often speculate on me through imagination and rumors."

Jiang Suilan was silent, he was also one of the speculations.

Kuang Yang said: "Today I want to visit Jinxiu City in Pingzhou. I heard that the people in that city are all good at tailoring clothes. Many immortals buy from them. There are also many people who write poems to praise, 'Splendid Lingluo , Tiangong Xiazhuo' and the like."

Jiang Suilan was moved.

He got up, dressed and tied his hair, staring blankly at the bronze mirror for a while.He was not looking at his face, but his own waist.

It is unimaginable that he would conceive a child.

Jiang Suilan restrained himself from thinking about his master.

How is the injury?

Are you with Lou Bing?

He's gone, are you worried about him?

……

All kinds of questions are endless.

Besides, thinking of him made Jiang Suilan's heart ache.He wondered in a daze, is it like this to be backlashed by the ruthless way?Whenever Yin Huai's dream hurts, is it because he thinks of his Junior Brother Lou?

That's why he said sarcastically, "Do you think that the backlash of the ruthless way is suppressed by me and you?".

no.

The problem was not with him at all, but with another person.

I have been guilty of this for many years.

Jiang Suilan washed his face with cold water, put the magic repair book next to his body, pushed the door open, and left the inn with Kuang Yang.

He didn't notice how quiet the inn was.

Although this inn is called Fuyuan, it is located in the forest outside Jinxiu City.After leaving the inn, if you have to walk, you have to walk for half a day.

Kuang Yang wanted to hide his identity, so naturally he couldn't summon Tun Tianpeng.But he knows how to control the sword, and asked Jiang Suilan to go to Jinxiu City with him on the sword.Taking care of Jiang Suilan's body on the way, he slowed down and took half an hour to arrive.

Splendid City looked deserted.

Kuang Yang frowned dissatisfiedly: "What's going on?"

He casually called a passer-by to inquire. The passer-by panicked and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of causing trouble: "The devil has captured the southern part of Pingzhou and is attacking the north. We Jinxiu City bear the brunt of it!"

"Is the embroidery workshop still open?"

The passer-by hesitated for a moment, and said, "The biggest shops in the city are still open, not necessarily the small workshops. Are you here to make clothes?"

Kuang Yang smiled and said, "Yes."

"The current situation is not good. The Immortal Sect has been defeated in a mess. I heard that some city lords plan to join the Demon Cultivator further north." The passer-by suddenly felt that he had said something wrong, and he apologized with a smile and said: "Immortal Chief, we mortals Greedy, don't take offense with us."

Kuang Yang is very good-tempered: "How could that be?"

He thought for a while, and asked passers-by: "Will Splendid City vote or not?"

A passer-by shook his head and said, "Jinxiu has a close relationship with the Immortal Sect, and the City Lord is devoted to the Immortal Way, so he definitely won't vote."

Kuang Yang showed a regretful expression.

Saying goodbye to passers-by, Kuang Yang and Jiang Suilan walked on the avenue.

Although the atmosphere is tense, after all, the soldiers have not yet come to the city, and many people are still living as usual.

They wandered around in several big shops, and felt the splendid grosgrain written by literati's poems, which were as bright as the clouds in the heavenly palace.

Kuang Yang tried on clothes with relish, and even bought a few sets for Jiang Suilan.

He prefers bright colors, blood red and bright blue, put them together, and said "good match".

Others regarded them as a couple, which made Jiang Suilan very embarrassed.

Leaving the embroidery workshop, Kuang Yang said: "Such good satin and clothes are not available in Moyuan."

There are only rotting corpses and bones in Moyuan, struggling to survive, there is no daylight, only thick night.

Where everything is necessary to survive, no one cares whether the clothes are beautiful or not.

But Xianmen has Splendid City.

Those immortal monks kept themselves clean and tidy, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and looked dignified.

Moyuan has neither green trees nor clear rivers.

There is no mirror-like lake, no rich sun, no laughter and joy.

"How unfair," Kuang Yang said at last, "the way of heaven is not fair. Although Moxiu is crowned with the word 'devil', it is not that there are no good people among them. Why do they have to suffer so much? I want to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Jiuzhou. I also want the demon cultivator to reward them one by one, why not?"

Jiang Suilan actually thought it made sense.

"Where do you want to go next?" Kuang Yang looked at him, "Pingzhou is further north, is there any place you want to go? Mountains, forests, rivers and lakes, pavilions... there is nothing we can do, we will go together."

Jiang Suilan looked at him and asked, "Why?"

"Ok?"

"Why do you... want to go with me?"

"That's how I walked through Jiuzhou with your father back then," Kuang Yang said. "A hundred years have passed, and it's just a reminiscence of the past. You are the son of an old friend, so why not take care of you?"

He seemed to be saying "why not" all the time.

With a smile, the meaning inside and outside the words are all, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Besides, you are easy to overthink and get killed when you are alone," Kuang Yang grasped his weakness, "now you are not such a pure person."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Suilan finally asked, "How do you know I'm pregnant?"

Kuang Yang said: "I have practiced medicine, so I don't need to feel the pulse, I can tell it just by looking at the fluctuation of spiritual power in your body. If you don't believe me, you can find a medical clinic here and confirm it."

Jiang Suilan nodded.

……

Coming out of the medical clinic in Splendid City, Jiang Suilan finally had some real sense of having a child.

He put his hand on his lower abdomen, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to really feel a slight movement.

Kuang Yang looked at him and smiled.

Showing off that frail scholar's face is really hard to be on guard.

Jiang Suilan suddenly said, "I want to see Minghai."

Minghai connects the whole Beiyuan.

The north is divided into east and west, with Pingzhou in the west and Jianzhou in the east.Beiyuan is the realm of ice and snow, melting into Pingzhou is Minghai, melting into Jianzhou is Erjiang.The two rivers come from the same source, and the Erjiang River is already very magnificent. Hearing that Minghai is ten times or a hundred times more magnificent than it, Jiang Suilan has always wanted to see Minghai.

Kuang Yang said, "Okay."

They went to Minghai.

Jiang Suilan didn't know that as soon as they left Jinxiu City, Moxiu came with his army, slaughtered the city, and looted all the brocade and robes.

That day Jinxiu City was filled with blood and corpses were strewn across the field, just like the Fuyuan Inn, where no one could see the corner where blood flowed like a river.

Demon repair carnival.

They just said that such a good thing has been enjoyed by Xianxiu for hundreds of years, and it is their turn.

The news was quickly brought to Yanqi Mountain.

"Everyone who gets the magic cultivators will be punished!" Tayue slapped the table.

The atmosphere was silent.

Although Yin Huaimeng was still injured, he was not absent.

Tayue stared at him and transmitted word by word: "Senior brother, I am the one who talks too much, but I have to say it. In the past 20 years, Moxiu fought all the way from Moyuan to Pingzhou. They have done a lot of things like this. Lou Bing is the protector of Kuangyang, do you believe that he is clean and has no innocent blood on his hands?"