The market is located at the foot of the mountain. Many monks who didn't live in the inn and didn't bring their magic weapons with them directly dug a cave in the mountain, carried a futon, and stayed so easily.

Wei Lin was pregnant, so of course he couldn't be as rough as them, so there was the next scene.

I saw a small palace with carved beams and painted buildings standing on the hillside lined with chaotic rocks, in stark contrast to this barren and dilapidated environment.

The monks lived in the cave for more than a month, and they have long been disgusted with the simple caves. Seeing such an exquisite and luxurious small palace, many monks have moved to take it for themselves.They released their spiritual senses to test the strength of the palace owner, but as soon as their spiritual senses entered the periphery of the palace, their faces turned pale and they spat out a mouthful of blood.

Without exception, all the spiritual senses released outside were cut off, and the monks all understood that the master of this palace is not easy to mess with.

That's right, without any strength, who is so stupid to put such a treasure in front of so many monks?

The monks who had been distracted one by one stopped their thoughts.

Inside the palace, Kunpeng snorted disdainfully: "A group of brats dare to act recklessly in front of me."

When speaking, he cut off a trace of consciousness.

Wei Lin cast a glance at him, noncommittal, let him play with the monks, and boiled a pot of water to make tea.

Kunpeng played for a while, and those monks seemed to be afraid, and they didn't dare to show their spiritual sense to visit at will.

"Little brats, fight with me? Humph!"

Kunpeng's eyes were trembling, and he was about to ask Wei Lin for credit, when he turned around and saw Wei Lin brewing a pot of snow-mist pine needles, he smacked his lips when he smelled the aroma, and suddenly felt his throat dry.

After Wei Lin poured out the tea, Kunpeng took a cup without any hesitation and left.

Snow mist pine needles have a thick and long taste, and the light aroma lingers in the taste buds of the mouth for a long time.

Kunpeng sighed comfortably, "Good tea."

Wei Lin lowered his eyes, blew on the hot tea lightly, the curling green smoke smudged his brows and eyes, it was hazy, and there was an illusion that it was not real.

Kunpeng noticed that there were still two cups of poured tea on the table, and they were clearly the only two of them here, so he couldn't help wondering, "Why are you pouring four cups of tea?"

Wei Lin raised his eyelids, and said slowly: "There will be guests coming later."

As soon as the words fell, the ban on the entrance of the main hall fluctuated, obviously someone touched the door of the hall.

Wei Lin slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Here we come."

Kunpeng looked surprised, "How do you know someone will come?"

Wei Lin didn't answer him, but with a wave of his hand, the door of the palace opened automatically, and there were indeed two young men standing outside the door, one of whom was quite familiar.

It was the stall owner who sold Weilin masks.

The stall owner seemed to have had a dispute with his accomplice not long ago, and both of them looked unhappy.

The face-to-face young man held the stall owner by the collar, as if to prevent him from escaping.

The stall owner grumbled and complained in a low voice: "He gave it to me. It's a serious business, and I didn't force him to give it."

Hearing this, the young man gave him a cold look, noncommittal.The stall owner touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, his eyes still dissatisfied.

Although those monks who coveted the palace no longer dared to explore the situation of the palace at will, it did not prevent them from watching the excitement.

Wei Lin listened, a quick smile flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "You two come to the door late at night, what's your business?"

He tapped the table with his fingertips. Although he was in the hall, his voice contained spiritual power, and what he said could be heard clearly in the entire palace.

The stall owner and the young man were startled at the same time, only then did they notice that the closed door of the palace was opened at some point, and the young man who was born in front of him slowly said that it was because of the high-grade spirit stone.

A mask with three hundred low-grade spirit stones was already a big mouth for a lion, but his friend actually accepted a top-grade spirit stone. He felt that his friend had earned ill-gotten gains, so he came to the door to return it.

Wei Lin smiled even more, and waved to the two of them: "Come in."

"It's annoying."

The young man shook his head with his fists, and walked into the gate of the hall with the stall owner who was about to turn around and run away.

As the temple door slammed shut behind them, those searching spirits were cut off, and the figures and appearances of the young man and the stall owner changed rapidly.

The originally clean and refined young man turned into a tall man with handsome eyebrows and three horizontal and one vertical animal patterns on his forehead, and the stall owner also restored his original unruly image.

These two people are Baihu and Jiufeng who were sent to Kunlun early to guard.

Ever since Wei Lin forced him to stay in Guigu and was taken away by Duan Xi, Jiufeng has been worried about his safety.As soon as he took off the disguise, he ran quickly to Wei Lin, looked around him carefully, and was relieved when he saw that there was nothing wrong with his ruddy complexion.

He sat down on his own, while wondering: "The owner of the valley seems to have gained a lot of weight, is it my illusion?"

He just mentioned it casually, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the snow mist pine needle tea on the table to moisten his throat.

Bai Hu followed closely, his eyes fell on Kunpeng who was staring at the two of them curiously, and he nodded politely. The latter rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't care about Kunpeng anymore, and immediately looked at Wei Lin after hearing Feng Jiu's words.When he touched the guard that was wrapped three layers in and three layers out, his footsteps suddenly paused, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Being a canary for half a year, I have enough food and clothing and no need to work hard. It is normal for me to be wide and fat."

Wei Lin explained casually, and then changed the topic, asking about the secrets of Kunlun Mountain and Xing Siming's recent movements.

The reason he explained was blunt. The body of a cultivator is always cleansed by spiritual energy, and there is no possibility of gaining weight.Baihu hesitated to speak, but Jiufeng didn't think much about it. After drinking the tea in the cup, he began to report what happened recently.

After the conversation, it was already the fourth watch, and Kunpeng couldn't sit still, so he left the hall early and didn't know where he went.

Wei Lin has not stayed up so late for a long time, especially when she is pregnant and extremely lethargic.He pinched his brows wearily, and interrupted Jiufeng: "Let's get here today, and we'll talk about the rest in the morning."

"Huh?" Jiufeng was a little surprised. Immortal cultivators don't need to sleep at all, but after seeing Wei Lin's drowsy appearance and being elbowed by Bai Hu again, he held back his doubts and asked: " good."

Bai Hu and Feng Jiu both bid farewell, they did not leave the palace, but each found a room to rest.

Wei Lin didn't get up and leave immediately, the little guy in his stomach was extraordinarily naughty tonight, jumping up and down for quite a while.

"Be quiet."

His tone was cold, but his soothing movements were very light, and the little guy quickly calmed down.

He slowed down for a while, got up and walked out of the hall slowly.

Because it is a temporary residence, there is no earth dragon burning in the whole palace, and the temperature in the wing room is bitingly cold.Wei Lin has recovered his spiritual power and has the spiritual power to regulate his own temperature. He is not as afraid of the cold as he was when he was insane, but he is still wearing a Firefox coat along the way.

Not for warmth, but to cover an already noticeable belly.

Although he doesn't show his boobs, and his stomach of more than six months seems to be only more than four months old, but if he doesn't cover it up carefully, it is easy to make people suspicious.

Especially Duan Xi, who can see through his disguise at a glance.

Thinking of Duan Xi, I can't help but recall the indifferent ignorance when I passed by.He let out a long sigh, his heart flustered.

He took off his coat, extinguished the oil lamp in the lantern, and was just about to rest on the couch when he suddenly felt a slight knock outside the door.

Someone is coming.

He frowned suspiciously, put on his coat again and opened the door.

The person outside the door is Baihu, he will come to look for him, Wei Lin is not surprised.

"What's the matter?"

He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame.

Bai Hu's eyes were complicated, and his expression was extremely serious.He hesitated to speak and glanced at Wei Lin's abdomen, and said in a deep voice, "Child, whose is it?"

Wei Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood up straight.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Bai Hu said firmly: "It belongs to Duan Xi, right?"

Chu Jingyun originally said that he would expose this moment to his colleagues, but in fact he kept it a secret.Because he knows the characters of Baihu and Jiufeng very well, one can be violent, and the other is extremely impulsive although they look stable.If they found out, they would definitely disregard Wei Lin's order and forcibly break into Tianmen to pick him up.

Baihu is not as careless as Jiufeng, he was born with a keen intuition, and every little change in Wei Lin's body can attract his attention, let alone the powerful breath of life of a little boy on him.

"It's his good."

Wei Lin didn't mean to hide it at all. He looked at Bai Hu who clenched his fists and was full of anger, as if he was going to rush to Duan Xi to settle accounts in the next second. He said calmly: "This is between me and him. It's best not to interfere."

Wei Lin's attitude is unquestionable, no one can change what he decides, even if Bai Hu is unwilling, he can only suppress his anger.

He took a deep breath and compromised, "Okay, I don't care about this, but you have to remember that no matter what happens, we will stand behind you."

He watched Wei Lin grow up, although Wei Lin always called him elder brother, but he put himself in the position of father.

Wei Lin has always had his own ideas, since he didn't let him take care of it, there must be his considerations.

He stopped talking about the child, but talked about Guigu's recent situation.

"The valley is still stable, but the divine power of the people in the valley has been weakened. Suzaku has lost half of his soul, and his sanity has not recovered until today. And..." He paused, "Lingxi misses you very much , when will you go back to see her?"

He didn't tell Wei Lin that Lingxi's health was deteriorating, and it might be difficult for him to survive the catastrophe.

Wei Lin softened his attitude, "I'll go back after the secret realm is over."

"Okay." Bai Hu didn't bother when he got the exact answer, let Wei Lin rest earlier, and then left quietly.

Wei Lin stood at the door in a daze for a while, and just turned around to enter the room, but that fellow Kunpeng appeared out of nowhere.

"That white tiger just now is one of the four spirits?"

Kunpeng squatted on the beam of the house, I don't know how long he listened to the corner of the wall, but Wei Lin never noticed his existence.Fortunately, Kunpeng is already one of his people, otherwise it would be very difficult to deal with such a mysterious ancient beast.

Wei Lin was already very tired at this time, but he knew that Kunpeng would not give up until he got the answer he wanted.

He said: "It's the white tiger, and the other one is Jiufeng."

"Ghost Valley is full of remnants of prehistoric creatures?"

It was rare for Kunpeng to get straight to the point without being long-winded. Wei Lin nodded his head, admitting it.

Kunpeng jumped down from the beam, looked at him inexplicably, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he could only say: "Take me to Ghost Valley next time, I'm very curious about it."

Wei Lin was stunned, and smiled: "Since you have already belonged to Guigu, you are a member of Guigu, so you can go back if you want."

"Then..." Kunpeng rolled his eyes, "When will you give me Bai Ze's longevity card?"

Wei Lin said: "Master's longevity card is in Guigu, even if I want to give it to you, I have to wait until I return to Guigu."

Satisfied, Kunpeng smiled: "You are not allowed to break your promise, if you dare to lie to me, I will turn into my own body and crush your little Ghost Valley."

Without waiting for Wei Lin to speak, he raised his hand and waved, "I won't bother you anymore, you should have a good rest."

As he said that, he turned over and climbed the sharp corner of the eaves, and went up to the roof.

Wei Lin shook his head amusedly, this time it was true that no one came to bother him, so he turned and closed the door.

The night was silent. On the hillside one mile away from the palace, someone stood with his hands behind his back against the moonlight. The cold moonlight passed through his side, and his facial features were immersed in the boundless darkness.

The breeze gently brushed his temples, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he murmured in a low voice: "The good show...is about to start."

The author has something to say: If there are no accidents, Zai Zai will appear within ten chapters [hee hee hee]

Zai Zai:! ! ! 〔Secretly out of the shell〕〔Happy to the point of fuzziness〕

ps: Quietly Mimi fixes a bug

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