when will you sprout baby

Xu Daoning stretched out his arms, Ling Xiao supported the unconscious Xu Changan, and delivered it steadily into his arms.

The moment the younger brother started, he forced Xu Daoning, who did not show any emotion, his eyes almost turned red on the spot.

At this time, Xu Shen and Liu Mian supported each other and climbed up.Seeing the two emperors and empresses, they were eager to salute, but the emperor stopped them.

"It's all free," said the emperor, "Today you and I are in-laws, so don't stick to these vain rituals."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xu Shen and his wife thought about Xu Chang'an, and they didn't insist on kneeling in salute. They just bent deeply and walked to the side of their eldest son, Xu Daoning.

Xu Chang'an, who was hugged horizontally by his elder brother, was serene and quiet, with the same eyebrows and eyes as before, but something was completely different.

Liu Mian looked at the younger son with nostalgia and reluctance. After a long while, she suddenly stretched out her hand and gently wrapped the loose white hair of the younger son.

Combing with her fingers, Liu Mian slowly straightened Xu Chang'an's white hair that was blown tousled, and fumbled to pull out the most simple hairpin from the topknot.

Yesterday, because of entering the palace for an audience, Liu Mian was dressed in a rather heavy attire for a married woman, and her makeup was more dignified and expensive than usual.Therefore, even the most simple hairpin is carved with gold silk.

Liu Mian used a gold hairpin to tie Xu Chang'an's low bun on the back of his head, and Xu Daoning cooperated with her without saying a word.

After Liu Mian finished taking care of it, the complete ebony coffin was also dug out at the other end.

The guard at the bottom of the pit put down his shovel, caught the rope thrown from above, and after wrapping it tightly around the coffin, he shouted loudly: "Get up!"

Inside the Sifang Pit several feet deep, a pitch-black coffin was slowly carried out by the guards.

Seeing that the coffin was about to escape from the pit, he didn't want to have a sudden accident.

I don't know if the coffin was buried in the ground for too long, which caused the coffin to rot, or the rope was not fast enough.There was only a sound of brushing, and half of the coffin slipped out of the noose and fell straight to the bottom of the pit.

"Be careful!" Ling Xiao rushed from the northernmost point to the capital within two days. The exhausted Ling Xiao quickly changed his shape in mid-air and threw out a branch in an attempt to grab the nearest guard.

It's a pity that under repeated fatigue, Ling Xiao's movements were too slow.

Before even uttering an exclamation, the guard pinned his head to the thick wood on his shoulder and led him into the deep pit.

However, as expected, the sound of the heavy coffin falling to the ground did not resound.

The ebony coffin lid was thrown off by the palm of the person inside the coffin, and a figure in ragged clothes flashed out, using his fingers with black nails, he almost grabbed the ankle of the unlucky guard.

Wen Tinghou, who has been sleeping for hundreds of years to recover from his injuries, reappears in the world with a suave and suave posture holding the coffin in his old nest with one hand and holding the guard upside down with the other.

After stepping on the wall of the pit several times with his toes, Wen Tinghou quickly jumped out of the pit.

Due to his speed, he almost brought Wu Qing's handsome face face to face with the current emperor's.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wen Tinghou took half a step back, turned the gun around, and under the stares of the guards who were waiting, he gently put down the things in his hands - the old coffin nest, and the unlucky guards.

And at the moment when Wen Tinghou escaped from the coffin, the newly dug out moist soil began to harden and dry gradually.

As a descendant of the Snow Lotus tribe who personally buried the Hanba in the ground, Chi Yan glanced at the soil on the ground, and said quickly: "Reminiscing about the past is unnecessary. Your Excellency broke into the colorful clouds hundreds of years ago, and on the grounds of serious injuries, My refusal to leave has caused me to lose 460 of my fellow clansmen."

Wen Tinghou nodded, expressing that there was indeed such a thing: "I was accidentally injured by my opponent that day, and I accidentally crossed the boundary wall and strayed into the colorful clouds. , is really powerless."

"I don't want to bring such a big drought to Caiyunjian. I am very sorry for your fellow clan." Compared with Hanba, Wen Tinghou, who is still good-tempered, said: "Now that my injury has healed, I will leave Gui immediately. Earth, I will never set foot among the colorful clouds again in this life.”

"Your Excellency, please stop." Chi Yan called to stop Wen Tinghou.

"Today, I woke you up for no other reason than to ask you to help save me." Chi Yan gestured towards Xu Changan, "Please remove the external breath from his body."

Wen Tinghou looked back at Chi Yan with the eyes of a fool: "I can't save people, I can only kill people."

"Besides, if you let me take the breath from his body, my corpse's breath will definitely seep into his body. Wouldn't it be worth the candle—huh?"

Wen Tinghou's words automatically disappeared when he saw Xu Changan being carried over.He looked at Xu Changan carefully, and asked in surprise, "Why does he have the aura of a demon cultivator in his body?"

Frowning slightly, Wen Tinghou stretched out his pale-skinned fingers along the space above Xu Changan's head to stroke his abdomen, and then his complexion suddenly changed: "He has a child in his belly?!"

"No, no, why is there still the smell of the stupid fish raised by that mallet?"

Wen Tinghou was puzzled, he pondered for a moment, and looked at Chi Yan: "It was my fault that I caused you to lose thousands of people from your clan a hundred years ago. Well, I can't save him, but I will find someone who specializes in treating diseases and saving lives." The mighty monk came to save him."

As he spoke, Wen Tinghou picked up his tattered clothes twice, picked up the chest and abdomen, and buckled half of his ribs.

"Please lend me the torch." Wen Tinghou waved to the nearest guard with a knife.

However, it was the first time in his life that the young and handsome imperial guard broke his ribs directly, and he was already frightened to death.

Wen Tinghou shook his head helplessly, thinking that these vegetative people are really easy to make a fuss about.He was going to take it for himself, but he didn't want a torch to be passed over first.

Liu Mian handed the torch to Wen Tinghou, and said softly, "Please."

Wen Tinghou looked at Liu Mian in surprise, thanked him, and lit his ribs on the torch.

The moment the black bone touched the flames, everyone around took three steps back.

"It will be a bit smelly," Wen Tinghou said apologetically, "It's inconvenient to transmit information between the worlds, and the conditions are limited, so we can only make a bad plan."

The black bones were burning, except for the stench, there was nothing strange about it.

Wen Tinghou counted, and after five breaths of effort, he blew out the burning bones and stuffed them back into his chest and abdomen.

"Wait for a while, my old friend will be there soon." Wen Tinghou said confidently, his eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly found that the snow lotus that had talked to him earlier was gone.

"What about the snow lotus?" Wen Tinghou asked.

No one answered.

Everyone just made way silently.

Looking along the gaps in the crowd, Wen Tinghou happened to see Chi Yan whose figure was becoming more and more transparent, and turned his head and smiled.

The dark clouds gathered at some point, and the darkness weighed heavily on the heads of everyone.Purple lightning flashed across the sky, and rumbling thunder exploded in the strong wind, deafening people's ears and making their faces wet.

As Chi Yan's smoke cleared away, the heavy rain came silently.

The torrential rain poured down, the dry land covered with cracks was moistened, the receding sea water rose again, and the dead weeds burst into new green tremblingly in the violent storm.

Wen Tinghou was drenched by heavy rain for the first time since he became a drought man.

He realized again that his appearance was tolerable for Bai Yujing, but for Cai Yunjian, it was a disaster that could only be eliminated with all the strength of the whole clan.

Looking over the crowd, Wen Tinghou noticed that there were hundreds of people present, no one was busy taking shelter from the rain, and no one was protecting the torches that had been doused by the rain. The last rainstorm.

It's still raining.

Including Chi Yan, a total of 570 and seven members of the Snow Lotus Clan can keep the rain going on for a day and a night without stopping.

It is enough to eliminate the impact of the drought and warm pavilion on Cai Yunjian, and it is even more than enough.

On the other end, thousands of miles away, on the boundary wall between Caiyun Jian and Bai Yujing, a figure suddenly appeared.

The man who was summoned by Wen Tinghou's burning ribs had a relaxed expression, and easily passed the double boundary wall like a leisurely stroll.

He was wearing a snow-white robe without any embroidered patterns, his handsome black eyebrows were slightly lowered like ink, and the small gemstones hanging from the black forehead were just between the eyebrows.

The man with snow-clothed lips and brocade-like long hair doesn't look like a doctor at all, but it's a bit like the legend that killing people is invisible.

Squatting on the man's shoulders is a little silver dragon that is only dyed with rouge on its four feet. Its gamboge vertical pupils turn around, and its two front paws seem to have caught something in the air. It looks like I want to stuff it in my mouth.

"You can't eat this."

The man stopped the little silver dragon's front paw, and picked out the transparent thing in its claw.

Seeing the empty claws, Xiao Yinlong opened his mouth angrily, and grabbed the man's fingers.

The slight pain of scratching is nothing to a man.He injected some spiritual power into the small ball of air between his fingers, and after the transparent thing solidified slightly, he casually threw it into the mustard space.

It is not affected by the pouring rain at all, as if there is an invisible barrier that separates the rain.The man's feet kept shrinking into inches, almost in the blink of an eye, he was ten miles away from the imperial city.

At this time, Xu Changan's situation was already very bad.

His inner alchemy is almost finished.

Invisible depression filled the crowd, Liu Mian firmly held Xu Changan's skinny fingers, as if he was afraid that if he let go, his palm would be empty.

The man in snow clothes fell to the ground without a sound. If it wasn't for a gust of wind, everyone would not even know that someone was coming.

"Come, come, thank you for coming to help me, this prickly prickly prickly prickly sphere has the breath of your fish." Wen Tinghou hurriedly said after seeing the man.

Yuemo didn't like being called a fish, the little silver dragon on the man's shoulder bared his teeth angrily at Wen Tinghou.

As for the man, he responded to his old friend Han Yan who was licking his face and making fun of him with a smile - he punched Wen Tinghou, who would only cause trouble for him, into the ground.

Then, amidst Wen Tinghou's howls, the man walked straight up to Xu Daoning without stopping.

"It will hurt a little, you catch him well." The man reminded him kindly.

Xu Daoning didn't understand what happened yet, hearing the words, he only subconsciously locked Xu Changan's limbs in his arms.

Seeing this, the man nodded, his fingers turned into claws, and he grasped Xu Changan's chest and abdomen.

The green light mixed with black air slowly pierced Xu Changan's skin and appeared in midair one after another.

At the same time, Xu Changan, who was in a coma, suddenly struggled violently.Xu Daoning didn't notice for a moment, almost breaking him free.

Luckily, Liu Mian had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately leaned over to hold Xu Changan's squirming knee.

"Ah——" Xu Changan couldn't bear the roar, and pulled out all the thick veins in his neck.He felt that his bones had been pierced, and his internal organs were in severe pain.

According to Xu Changan's Liu Mian, the situation is not much better than him.

Liu Mian's fingers were pinched by Xu Changan, and the crisp sound of bones breaking almost came from the moment Xu Changan cried out in pain.But she didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and she continued to comfort Xu Changan as she did when she was sick when she was a child: "Chang'an, be good, just bear with it, and you'll be fine soon, be good..."

The man didn't withdraw his hand until he was sure that all the black air had been pulled out.With a leisurely gesture, he brushed aside the black air and the green light, then held the black air with his fingertips, and fed it to the angry little silver dragon on his shoulder.

The scattered green light that could not be condensed caused the man to clasp his palms slightly.

It was pressed tightly like squeezing mud, and when the pressing was finished, the man did not forget to try tossing it back and forth, and after making sure that it would not fall apart again, he sent it to Xu Changan's chest, which was covered in cold sweat.

As soon as the green light touched Xu Chang'an's lapel, it submerged into his body spontaneously, and then firmly surrounded the only remaining life force of the child in his belly.

It's just that the life force has been repaired, but another crucial thing is about to disappear.

"The inner alchemy is going to be gone." The man said to himself regretfully.Before Liu Mian could open his mouth to ask, he took out a golden elixir that shone from somewhere, "Then give this one to him."

After speaking, the man quickly squeezed Xu Changan's mouth open.

Seeing the golden elixir quickly rolled into Xu Changan's body, Xu Shen, who remained silent from the beginning to the end, asked, "May I ask what your Excellency fed the dog?"

"Oh, you said this," the man said in a rather indifferent tone, "his inner alchemy is about to melt, so I fed him a demon pill of iron tree spirit."

After a pause, the man said unsurely, "Since they are all plants, it shouldn't matter, right?"