As a self-cultivator, I actually have eggs? !

Jing Chuhan was at a loss for words when he heard the questioning words. After knowing that Bai Qi was the bastard in the cave, even though he refused to admit it, Jing Chuhan knew very well that the egg in his belly had linked the two of them together. He didn't want to admit it, and he couldn't deny it. In the realm of self-cultivation, the strong preyed on the weak, and was being targeted. Jing Chuhan had nothing to do.

This is the [-] Sword Gate, the number one sword gate in the world. There are not only the mountain guards but also law enforcement elders in the sword gate, but Bai Qi feels no pressure at all when he comes in. There is an intuitive understanding of strength.

Jing Chuhan knew in his heart that Bai Qixiang was the only one who couldn't resist whatever he did.The egg in his womb is destined not only to be related to him alone, Bai Qi is looking forward to the arrival of this child.

Jing Chuhan was already half-compromising in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. He looked at Bai Qi, his black and white eyes were deep and quiet, and there was not much change. He was neither disgusted nor afraid, just as indifferent as usual: "Bai Qi, we don't know each other well. If you don't tell me, I can't know what you're thinking."

Bai Qi snorted coldly, his elegant and resolute face was as cold as ice, Jing Chuhan couldn't help turning pale with the oppression in his eyes: "I'll come and see my child." After a pause, a strange bloodthirsty smile appeared on Bai Qi's face, he Staring at Jing Chuhan, "No, I should say, I will protect my child."

"That's my child," Jing Chuhan shuddered, and then regained his composure, his pale face remained indifferent: "Bai Qi, I have no obligation to give birth to a child for a criminal."

Before the words finished, Jing Chuhan's neck was suddenly strangled by Bai Qi, and Jing Chuhan's pale face, which was having difficulty breathing, gradually turned purple. Jing Chuhan's usually calm and indifferent face rarely wore a mocking smile, and he curled up the corners of his lips ironically , under Bai Qi's gaze, said silently: "If you have the guts, kill me!"

Bai Qi's face changed, and his iron-like hands loosened. Of course, he couldn't kill Jing Chuhan. Jing Chuhan had his child, his only child, in his stomach.Bai Qi's face became cloudy and uncertain. Obviously, Jing Chuhan took advantage of his weakness and became a little bit confident.

For so many years from birth to now, Jing Chuhan was the only one who dared to threaten Baifeng Tianyao!But Bai Qi took his set, and he was really caught!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Chuhan didn't pay attention to him anymore, he got up and got off the bed, took out the washbasin on the shelf in a corner of the room, got a basin of water from the water tank outside, and directly washed his face with cold spring water Let yourself sober up,.Only Jing Chuhan knew that when his back was turned to Bai Qi, his hands were trembling slightly.

Jing Chuhan looked very calm on the outside, but he was far less indifferent than he showed in his heart. Even if he had a reliance on the anger of a monk whose cultivation level was much higher than his own, Jing Chuhan was still terrified when he stroked the tiger's beard, and his back was silent. There was a layer of cold sweat.

Jing Chuhan ignored Bai Qi, and tidied himself up. Taking advantage of his genius, he planned to go to the training hall to meditate to absorb spiritual energy, and then practice fingering.Jing Chuhan hoped that his indifference would make Bai Qi retreat and leave voluntarily. With such a big Buddha here, Jing Chuhan really felt a little overwhelmed.

What's more, he didn't forget that he was at the Hundred Thousand Swords Gate, and the clumsy peak was remote. It was better in the morning, and no one came. In the afternoon, he was going to learn swordsmanship from his master. It would be terrible if his master found out that there was such a person.Even though Jing Chuhan knew that Master already knew that he had eggs in his womb, he would not embarrass him because of this, but he still felt ashamed when he encountered this, and hoped to keep this related matter as tight as possible. Nobody knows, especially don't let Master know.

Bai Qi turned a blind eye to his actions, as if he really had nothing to do with Jing Chuhan.The moment Jing Chuhan was about to go out, he suddenly felt his waist tighten, and then the world spun, and Jing Chuhan was thrown back on the bed.Jing Chuhan instinctively felt his hairs standing on end, and secretly thought something was wrong, he hurriedly tried to get up and escape.

No matter how fast he was, he was no match for Bai Qi, a senior monk. Before Jing Chuhan could take any corresponding action, Bai Qi had already pressed heavily on him.The weight of an adult man made Jing Chuhan's heart tense, and Bai Qi's unique aura made Jing Chuhan's hands and feet panic even more. The indifference on his face melted away like a glacier in summer, leaving only a panicked face.

Jing Chuhan thought again of the day in the cave, it was the same day, no matter how much he struggled and begged for mercy, he was still nailed to his body and endured this inhuman torture.

"Let go, bastard! You fucking let go!" In a daze, Jing Chuhan seemed to have a string in his mind suddenly snapped. Fireball greeted Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was far more cultivated than him, and calmer than him. With just a slight movement of his hand, an inexplicable gust of air imprisoned Jing Chuhan, and the spiritual power in Jing Chuhan's body seemed to be stuck in a muddy state. To be honest, Jing Chuhan couldn't do anything. come out.

Jing Chuhan's current feeling is like an ant trying to shake a giant mountain, but facing Bai Qi, he is completely powerless. Now he is pressed on the bed by another man, but he can't do anything.

Jing Chuhan was trembling slightly, Bai Qi just pressed on top of him, and didn't see his next move, his face was calm, but his eyes were full of bloodthirsty impatience.

Faced with Shang Baiqi's bloodshot and red eyes, Jing Chuhan's mind suddenly trembled, and his whole body calmed down instantly as if he had been poured a bucket of ice water. He is now Jing Chuhan, not Jiang Donggao, and the only bargaining chip in his hand is Left alone, the only thing to do is to protect yourself first, hitting an egg with a stone is nothing but stupid suicide.

Jing Chuhan, whose eyes were clear again, stopped struggling, and Bai Qi also began to calm down slowly. He looked at the young man below him in surprise, but the violence on his face remained undiminished. There was a smear of scarlet at the corners of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said a word coldly. Said in one word: "Stop yelling?"

Jing Chuhan made a self-deprecating arc, half covered his long crow-black eyelashes to cover his eyes that seemed to be a little watery, and he smiled: "Is it useful?"

Bai Qi was surprised again. He calmed down a bit, relaxed his body slightly, looked at the young man next to him carefully, with appreciation in his eyes, and shook his head honestly: "No."

"Then it's over? Let me go."

Bai Qi chuckled, lowered his head a little, his slightly amber eyes were shining brightly, and looked straight at Jing Chuhan's black and white eyes, and his low and mellow voice brought a bit of charm: "You really are More than I expected."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Jing Chuhan, and then sat next to him. After all, it was about the child, and it wouldn't do if the quarrel with the handover was too tense.

"I think we should talk."

Jing Chuhan slightly calmed down the uncontrollable flutter in his heart just now, and nodded: "I also think we should talk."

"Okay," Bai Qi sat aside, resting his chin, squinting his eyes, his expression suddenly calmed down, and he said with sincerity in his voice, "First of all, I should owe you an excuse, Xiaohan, I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean it of."

Jing Chuhan glanced at the old monster who turned his face faster than a book, and shook his head calmly: "You saved my life in the original world, and it's already paid off."

"Huh?" Bai Qi agreed, "This page has been uncovered, then, Xiaohan, thank you for bringing me a child."

Jing Chuhan shook his head again, with a faint sarcasm on his calm face: "Bai Qi, that's my child."

Bai Qi didn't expect him to say that. He paused for a moment, and then let go of the question. Anyway, there are dozens or hundreds of years before the child is born, so there is no need to worry about this question now.

"Okay, even if it is your child, but Xiaohan, don't forget that it is also my blood. I hope to see it born safely, instead of facing the threat of dying at any time like last night." Speaking of this, Bai Qi's tone became stern, and Jing Chuhan felt a great sense of oppression from the power swaying from his body.

Jing Chuhan is not the kind of person who wants to save face and suffer. He readily admitted his mistake: "Yesterday was my negligence. I have no experience. I won't do it in the future. I will try my best to protect it. Don't worry, it is my child."

Although no sincerity can be seen on Jing Chuhan's plain face, but he got the result he wanted, Bai Qi didn't care about Jing Chuhan's attitude, he showed approval, and took out a bunch of bottles from the storage ring Put it on the bed, most of which are warming and nourishing elixir: "As long as you know it, these elixirs are for you."

After organizing the language, Bai Qi said: "The child in your belly is no different than other children. It may be very difficult to support this child based on your cultivation base in the foundation establishment period. You should take these panacea first. Most of them are You should take at least one pill a day for warming and tonic blue-and-white elixir, and you should also take it when you feel unwell."

A thick-skinned old monster like Bai Qi seems to be getting more cheeky with age, and he is calm and composed when he says this kind of embarrassing words to a male cultivator, and he doesn't feel that there is anything embarrassing to say: "You are pregnant with a child. Be careful on weekdays, don't practice too hard, the body is the first, if you have any questions, you can tell me directly."

As he spoke, Bai Qi took out another snow-white and delicate jade talisman, and handed it to Jing Chuhan: "This is a sound transmission talisman, you can contact me at any time."

Jing Chuhan almost twitched his mouth and looked at the pile of things that Bai Qi took out that filled his bed. It took a long time after Bai Qi left to realize what happened on this chaotic morning.

Sighing insignificantly, Jing Chuhan packed up his things and his mood, and continued his practice life. As a monk, what would he want to do without a foundation in cultivation?