Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

"Heavier, have you gained weight?"

"Big brother, you are so pretty, I will send you flowers."

Hei Tuanzi raised his small hand, tightly clutching a small white flower, and handed it to Pu Huaijin.

It seemed that the little devil boy was the stall owner's child. His mother was taken aback by this move, and she blamed herself for not watching and let the child run out.

Pu Huaijin was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect that there would be a child pulling at the corner of her clothes and handing over the little flower, she was only in a daze for a moment, and then reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Pei Muzhi did not expect that he would accept the flowers handed by an unformed little monster. After all, in his impression, Pu Huaijin hated the monster race very much.

Seeing that Pu Huaijin accepted it, the little devil boy's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly beckoned the child back, but Pei Muzhi stopped her the next second.

"Little thing, you only send flowers to him and not to me, because you think Ben... I'm not as good-looking as him?"

The little devil boy turned around, looked at Pei Muzhi shaking his head honestly, then took out a purple one from the handful of colorful flowers in his hand, reached his body and handed it in front of him: "Big brother, you look good too."

Pei Muzhi happily took the flower handed by the little devil boy, and deliberately turned it around in front of Pu Huaijin twice, as if to show off: "Children are good, they can't lie."

Pu Huaijin raised her eyebrows.

childish.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched the little devil boy's head with a rare gentleness.

"I didn't expect that one day I would see the hand of Huaqing Immortal and take the initiative to touch a monster." Pei Muzhi mocked lightly.

After all, Pu Huaijin once said that "the devil is a filthy creature with a foul nature", but he has engraved it in his heart and dare not forget it for a day.

Pu Huaijin's expression was indifferent: "His mind is pure, if he upholds his original intention, he will be able to achieve a smooth path in the future."

Hearing these words, Pei Muzhi sneered in his heart.

Pei Muzhi hated this appearance as if he was the only one who could see things clearly in the world, like a supreme god, judging the life and death of others based on what he thought was good or evil.

He closed his eyes, tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Obviously there are three people walking together, Yue Xian follows them, like an outsider.

Ever since he chose Jiansui just now, he has never been able to intervene between Pei Muzhi and Pu Huaijin, and he can only watch the two of them chattering, completely excluding himself.

Just as he was pursing his lips and watching the two people leaving, his fists were gradually clenched, and a small white flower was sent to him.

It was the little devil boy who just gave flowers to those two people: "Big brother, the two brothers in front have both, and I will give you one too."

Even picking can only pick what is left by others, and it is still the same color as the previous person.

Yue Xian felt lost and excited, she snatched the flower handed by the demon boy with one hand, folded the flower stem into two pieces with a hook of her fingers, and threw it on the ground, her eyes were full of contempt: "Damn things from the demon race, don't be dirty!" took my hand."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and followed the two people who had already left, leaving the little devil boy bent over to pick up the broken flower.

The two of them had already put some distance away from him, Yue Xian almost trotted for a while before catching up, and the stern look on his face was wiped away, he said softly to Pei Muzhi: "The flower in your hand looks ordinary, I have never seen it in the fairy world or the human world before, does it only grow in the demon world?"

"It can only show that you have little knowledge," Pei Muzhi sneered, "This kind of flower can be seen everywhere in the human world, and it grows a lot without reaching the ground."

I wanted to find a new topic to start chatting again, but I didn't expect Pei Muzhi to speak bluntly, without giving half of the face, and almost wrote on his face that he didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Music string forced a smile: "What Zun Zuo said is true."

Pei Muzhi turned his head to the side, and suddenly found that the person beside him was half a step behind.

"Why don't you follow?"

Pu Huaijin glanced at him, but his pace was still very slow.

He has only walked a short distance, but he has already started to breathe a little. These days, he is more and more tired and sleepy. For some reason, he always feels that his physical strength is exhausted very quickly, and he feels extremely tired even if he moves casually.

Even without spiritual body protection, it shouldn't be so weak.

Pei Muzhi stopped and waited for him: "Can't you walk anymore?"

The faintly audible panting sound, even if Pu Huaijin didn't say a word, explained everything.

To ask him to be subdued and answer like this is just a dream.

Pei Muzhi put the little flower in his hand into his arms, and before Pu Huaijin could react, he bent down and picked her up.

His body was suspended in the air suddenly, and when Pu Huaijin realized it again, he fell into Pei Mu's arms.

There were so many pedestrians on the street, shoulder to shoulder, their eyes were aligned at this moment, and they all cast their eyes here. When they saw Pei Muzhi, they quickly retracted, showing the kind of pretending not to look sideways, but couldn't help being curious and wanting to peek. The gesture of the last glance.

It's fine to mess around in Shenzhu Palace on weekdays, but Pu Huaijin never thought that he would hug her without warning in full view of everyone.

His face was a little hot, he pretended to be calm, pushed and struggled: "Put me down!"

The more he struggled, the tighter Pei Muzhi's arms circled, completely ignoring his appeal, he just felt the weight between his arms seriously, and asked in confusion: "It's a lot heavier, have you gained weight?"

After the words fell, he noticed that the body of the person in his arms was visibly stiff, and he stopped struggling immediately.

Pei Muzhi lowered his head to look, and saw that Pu Huaijin turned his face to his chest, and the pinnae of the ears, which were half covered by the scattered long hair, seemed a little red. Although he didn't say a word, Pei Muzhi caught the embarrassment he tried to hide.

Because of being hugged, the soft chiffon made of yarn drooped close to her body, and her slightly raised belly was faintly visible.

Pei Muzhi realized it instantly.

Feeling the scorching gaze falling on her lower abdomen, Pu Huaijin felt extremely uncomfortable all over, and instinctively raised her hand to cover it, but she didn't know that this move was just trying to cover up in the eyes of others.

His hands tightened his embrace again, and there was a trace of gentleness in his voice: "If we're tired, let's go back first, and change to the Japanese seat and then take you out, okay?"

"Ah."

Pu Huaijin answered very lightly, and now she just wanted to leave this place where people come and go as soon as possible.

Pei Muzhi hugged the person and quickly disappeared into the street.

The music strings that were left hanging aside could only keep up with their heads. I shouldn't have come out this trip, and standing beside the two of them seemed like a joke.

After the people left, everyone in the magic city hurriedly talked about the scene they had just seen, and some rumors were self-defeating.

After returning to Shenzhu Palace, Pei Muzhi directly took him back to Chenghuan Palace, put him on the bed, and lit candles all over the palace for him.

After Pu Huaijin lay down on the bed, she turned sideways and did not look at him.

Pei Muzhi was not annoyed, and looked at the time, and it was almost time to go to Mingyue Tower, so he said to the person on the bed: "You rest first, and I will come back later."

After speaking, he hurriedly left Chenghuan Hall.

Leaving Pu Huaijin alone, there seemed to be cracks in his always unbreakable indifference. It was the first time he truly felt the emotion of embarrassment, even if he tried his best to conceal it, it would show his feet.

He couldn't help caressing his lower abdomen with his hands, sighed, and frowned.

When did this annoying thing end?

On the Mingyue Tower, under the shroud of the pearly light, the inside of the pavilion is like daylight.

Mo Xiu, who was waiting at the door, saw that Pei Muzhi had arrived, and bowed to salute: "Your seat."

Daitong also turned her head when she heard the sound, seeing that it was Pei Muzhi coming, she turned sideways to make way for him: "My lord."

"let's start."

Pei Muzhi stood in front of the warming platform, the demonic energy in the palms of both hands gathered, covering the looming soul on the stage layer by layer, and the radiance of the soul pearl suddenly increased, which was several times that of before.

The souls that had been broken and scattered on the stage gradually gathered together under the enveloping magic energy and the bright light of the soul beads, and recovered into a complete soul.

Only then did Pei Muzhi stop his hands slowly, and the demon energy released was also annihilated in his palm.

The soul on the warm balcony was vacant and solid, with a faint gleam, so fragile that it seemed that it would drift away in the next second. A flash of pain flashed in Pei Muzhi's eyes, and all the thoughts in his heart finally turned into a soft sigh.

With a rough voice, he looked at the spirit on the stage and murmured, "When will I come back?"

Ning Po consumed a lot of cultivation, Pei Muzhi felt a little tired, and ordered his subordinates to continue guarding, and left Mingyue Tower by himself first.

Hesitating whether to go directly to Chenghuan Palace or go back to the bedroom to change clothes, Pei Muzhi finally restrained the urge to go straight to Chenghuan Palace.

Pu Huaijin likes to be clean, so it would be better to go back to the dormitory to change clothes and take a shower before going.

After returning to the bedroom, he took off his outer shirt, put on a black satin bathrobe, walked to the apse, raised his hand to push aside the gauze curtain, and walked into the soup pool.

The steam was dense, and the water was covered with mist, and it seemed that there was another person in the soup pool, with a graceful figure, and turned around slowly.

Pei Muzhi thought it was his hallucination, until the man pushed away the smoke and walked towards him slowly.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, it is the same as in the memory, gentle as jade, with a soft expression, it is not an exaggeration to use the most gentle words in the world to describe him.

"Wuxie?"

Pei Muzhi called out uncontrollably.

It was only when he exited that he realized something was wrong. Wu Xieer had already been pierced through Pu Huaijin's heart with a sword a few years ago, sealing three souls and six souls, and the remaining soul was lying on the warm balcony of Mingyue Tower at this moment, supported by the soul beads. How could it be here.

is hallucination.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the people in the soup pool were still there, but they were no longer Wu Xieer.

Pei Mu was taken aback, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "It's you?"

The white clothes the other party was wearing were pouring down like a mountain stream, and some water droplets were stained on the tips of her hair, crystal clear, rolling down her shoulders, soaking the skirt of the clothes, and the clothes were sticking to her body after being soaked in water, outlining an infinitely imaginative figure .

Holiness can also arouse desires.

The other party moved slowly in the water, approaching Pei Muzhi step by step. When the two were within close proximity, he answered, "It's me."

Pei Muzhi couldn't stand him getting so close, so he took a step back, suppressing the heat in his heart: "Why are you here?"

With a finger deep in the man, he picked up a strand of Pei Muzhi's hair, circling it in a circle, and said in a charming voice, "If I miss you, I'll come here."

This sentence.

Compared with being confused, Pei Muzhi wanted to laugh more after hearing this.

Against Pu Huaijin's heartless, lustless, sacred and inviolable face, saying such ambiguous words always makes people feel creepy.

But very novel.

He had never seen Pu Huaijin like this.

The smoke and waves flowed, and the words were teasing. Although he was still not stained with dust, it made people want to... bully him even more.

Pei Muzhi's eyes were playful: "You miss me? What do you miss me?"

The other party covered his lips and smiled lightly: "Of course I want to do something unspeakable with Your Honor."