Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

Awan rubbed her chin. She lived in Qiongxiao Palace for half a month, and heard that Luofeng almost shattered the inner alchemy of many people who wanted to touch it. Later, fewer and fewer people wanted to touch Shenwu, and gradually Everyone hid their love for Luofeng in their hearts, and they were happy watching from a distance.

But Shenwu is Shenwu after all, every time Yan Jingfeng takes it out, it attracts many people's attention, even Elder Misong can't help but take a second look, comment "That's all, huh", then turn and leave.

I don't know why today, but Yan Jingfeng actually put Shenwu in the room.

"Shenwu," Awan discussed: "You are so beautiful, can I touch you?"

The golden streamer on Luofeng's body flickered, as if silently refusing.

A Wan said again: "I'll just touch you a little bit, don't give me a shock, okay?"

Luofeng was still up and down quietly, the golden streamer on the blade seemed to have noticed something, and the speed was a little faster, but Awan didn't notice.

A Wan took out a piece of dogtail grass in her pocket, which she finally dug out in the heavy snow. Although it was dry, it was still quite long.

The long dog's tail stretched out tremblingly. A Wan was just curious, but she didn't dare to touch it directly. She could only try it with the dog's tail first. If the other party didn't reject her, she would go further. try.

"I'm an acquaintance with your master, so I'm an acquaintance with you!" Awan said: "I'm leaving Qiongxiao Palace right away, just touch you and leave, don't shock me."

When the dog's tail grass touched the blade, Ah Wan saw the golden streamer on the Luofeng sword slowly spinning and circling along the dog's tail grass, and watched helplessly as the golden streamer crawled over the grass pole and wrapped around A Wan's wrist superior.

A Wan raised her hand, looking at the golden streamer circling on her wrist, she felt very magical.

After turning a few times, Liu Guang entered A Wan's wrist and disappeared.

"What does this mean?" Awan knew that Luofeng had a mind, and seeing it like this, she asked excitedly, "Did you admit me and want me to touch you?"

Luofeng fluctuated in the air, unable to figure out what it was thinking.

A Wan dared to touch Luo Feng with that hand that was entangled in the streamer, but felt a pain in her fingertips the moment she touched it!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Yan Jingfeng, who had just come back from the outside, heard a scream coming from her room, she was so frightened that she rushed in, and saw Awan sitting on the ground crying with her wrists in her arms, and said as she cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Woohoo, it hurts so much, why did you call me back!"

Yan Jingfeng came over, looked down at her and knew what this girl had done, and said, "That's fine, what are you doing here?"

Ah Wan is a pharmacist after all, she took out a silver needle from her small pocket and pricked herself a few times, which temporarily paralyzed the nerves in her fingers, so that she wouldn't cry from the pain, but she still looked up at Yan Jingfeng with red eyes, opening her mouth to cry.

"Okay." Yan Jingfeng knew what happened without listening, and said helplessly, "You can fix it yourself, I can't help you with a sword repair."

Holding the silver needle full of hands, A Wan cried and said, "Why don't you take it with you when you go out, it's so dangerous to keep it in the house."

Yan Jingfeng thought it was funny, put down her things and sat down and said, "Luofeng has a good temper, if you don't provoke him, he won't attack first."

A-wan was a little wronged, but it was true that she touched it first, so she accepted the dumbness.

"It's true that I did it first, but you have misunderstood the fact that it has a good temper." Awan murmured, "You are the only one who thinks it has a good temper."

Yan Jingfeng looked at A Wan and said, "You didn't come to see me to get electrocuted by Luo Feng, did you?"

A Wan nodded, and talked about business: "I'm leaving Qiong Xiao Palace today, and I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Yan Jingfeng was not surprised, but said: "The Spring Festival will be in a few days, why don't you stay?"

Awan shook her head: "Master doesn't like my senior brother and I staying in Qiongxiao Palace, so he wants us to come back quickly. I think we have troubled you here for a long time, so we should go."

Don't like A Wan and the others staying in Qiongxiao Palace?

Yan Jingfeng was a little puzzled when she heard this: "Isn't Qiongxiao Palace and voodoo on good terms? Why do you have to rush you so much?"

Zhai Xinxue sent Elder Misong to Miaojiang to help them guard the Demon Town Tower before, why don't they like it now?

A Wan shook her head: "I don't really know. At first, I thought that our two sects should have a good relationship, but the master was very upset when he heard that we were here. My senior brother and I didn't dare to disobey the master's words. Just set off, and if you hurry up, you can go back before the Spring Festival."

Although Yan Jingfeng felt strange, she still didn't say anything. After all, there was no need to insist on stopping her if she wanted to go back.

Awan smiled and looked at Yan Jingfeng: "The secret sound transmission technique you taught me is very useful. I can chat with you even if I go back in the future, so I won't give you a sachet this time."

Yan Jingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll see you off."

Later, Awan and her seniors bid farewell to Zhai Xinxue, Zhai Xinxue let them leave after saying some polite words, Yan Jingfeng sent them to the post at the foot of the mountain, and watched them leave.

The snow in the deep winter kept falling, as if there were endless words to say, but it could only condense into frost, covering the ground.

Half of the most difficult winter for Qiongxiao Palace has passed. Because the Spring Festival is approaching, the always bustling Qiongxiao Palace has also quieted down. The disciples packed their bags and went down the mountain. Not many stayed in Qiongxiao Palace.

In the early winter of this year, the entire Kunlun Mountains in the northwest were covered in a vast expanse of whiteness, and some high-lying mountains were covered with snow all year round, so there was no greenery to be seen.

Qiongxiao Palace introduced a batch of new year's goods, embellished the snow-white mountain tops, and it seemed to have some flavor.

On New Year's Eve, all the people who stayed in Qiongxiao Palace gathered in the main hall, which had already been decorated in red, and the earth dragon made the hall warm, and everyone sat around happily.

"It seems that there are a lot more people this year than in previous years." Zhai Xinxue sat on the main seat, turned her head to Nuo Ning beside her and said, "Senior sister, if you are tired, you don't have to come. Your health is important now."

Nuo Ning sat beside Zhai Xinxue and said calmly: "The other elders are here, so there is no reason for me to be absent. Besides, I can't move, why don't you come?"

Zhai Xinxue looked at the moon-white dress that Nuo Ning was wearing. Although she couldn't see it now, Zhai Xinxue knew that her pregnant belly was already very inconvenient, so she said worriedly: "I'll take you back later, if you don't I am anxious."

"It's okay." Nuo Ning looked at the lively crowd and said enviously, "Anyway, I'm still sitting in Changshuifang corridor, there is no difference."

"But……"

Zhai Xinxue wanted to say something more, but was persuaded away by the disciple who was toasting. Before she left, she glanced at Nuo Ning, still somewhat worried.

Delicious food is of course indispensable on New Year’s Eve. The chefs have already cooked more than a dozen tables of delicious dishes, such as chicken, duck and fish, flying in the sky and on the ground. Come celebrate this festive season.

"Elder Nuo Ning!"

Several young disciples followed the brothers and sisters to Nuo Ning's small square table with wine glasses, looked at her with a smile and said, "I wish you a happy new year, and I hope you can decorate us less in the new year." Trial!"

Looking at the children with hippie smiles, Nuo Ning also had no temper. She glanced at the wine in the glass and deliberated for a long time. She forgot Xuanji's "pregnant women are not allowed to drink alcohol" and drank their wine in one gulp.

After drinking a glass, Nuoning felt a little dizzy, took a sip of the wine, put down the glass, covered her mouth and coughed a few times.

"Elder Nuo Ning, are you alright?"

"Cough-cough-"

Nuo Ning waved her hand. Although she said she didn't drink alcohol before, it's not that she couldn't drink. Who knows that it's so difficult to even drink a glass of wine in the past few months.

At this moment, Nuo Ning felt a person walking by, and the younger disciples looked up and hurriedly greeted: "Senior Sister Jingfeng!"

"Yeah." Yan Jingfeng came over and took a look at Nuo Ning who was sitting on the soft couch with a slightly pale face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young disciples next to him chattered about the toast just now. After hearing this, Yan Jingfeng frowned slightly, walked up to Nuo Ning, bent down and asked, "Are you in good health?"

Nuo Ning only felt that Yan Jingfeng held her hand under the table and quietly channeled spiritual power to herself.

But she was not injured after drinking, and the transmission of spiritual power would only make the wine in her body flow faster. She blushed and said, "Dizziness..."

Yan Jingfeng stretched out her hand to support her shoulder, and said to the other young disciples: "Master is a little uncomfortable, you go play by yourself, I will take care of her."

The young disciples didn't know the relationship between the two of them, they just took it as the elder sister's kindness and left after saluting.

"You..." Yan Jingfeng helped her up from the slump, and said in bewilderment, "Why drink when you can't drink?"

Nuo Ning pushed Yan Jingfeng, and said unhappily, "Are you really drunk as a teacher?"

Yan Jingfeng brought the man back with quick eyes and hands, and sighed helplessly: "Master, don't make trouble, I will take you back."

Later, Nuo Ning wanted to struggle, but Yan Jingfeng held her hand tightly and led her out of the hall.

The wind and snow outside were still a bit heavy, Yan Jingfeng found an umbrella and propped it on top of the two of them and walked slowly towards Changshuifang corridor.

As she walked, Nuo Ning looked at the paper umbrella above her head in a daze.

"very nice."

Nuo Ning stood under the umbrella and said softly: "Everyone is well, it's great to have such a peaceful and peaceful era."

Yan Jingfeng supported Nuo Ning, but didn't say a word.

Nuo Ning looked back at her, her cheeks were slightly red and she smiled and said, "You also have to be well. In the new year, I hope that Jingfeng will be safe and everything will go well..."

"Is everything going well?" Yan Jingfeng looked at Nuo Ning, looked at her pale eyes and let out a breath of white air, which dissipated in the air.

In the next year, "everything goes well" may be as difficult as climbing the sky.

Yan Jingfeng held an umbrella with one hand, and wrapped her arms around Nuo Ning's waist with the other. She lay on her neck and whispered, "Thank you, Nuo Ning."

You have a secret to hide from me, so why don't I have a secret?

Yan Jingfeng clasped Nuo Ning's waist, how much she wanted to be an ordinary disciple who didn't know anything, but the relationship between the two seemed to be getting further and further apart...