Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

Pu Huaijin tried to avoid it with a cold face, but was controlled by Pei Muzhi and could only let him touch her.

"Take your hand away."

"Don't move."

The more he struggled, the tighter Pei Muzhi pressed.

In desperation, Pu Huaijin could only grit his teeth and spit out two words: "Shameless!"

This level of reprimanding Pei Muzhi would not take it to heart at all, but instead, he felt that the immortal who had always been cold and never said a word could scold others, which was really interesting.

The two demon cultivators waiting outside the door looked at each other, with a smile in their eyes, tacitly speaking, so as to prevent the people inside from hearing it, they chatted in a secret voice.

"Look at you, you are in a hurry, it's not yet full moon, how can you show your pregnancy."

Another demon cultivator retorted: "Don't talk about the honorable seat, even when my wife is pregnant, I wish I could stay by her side every step of the way."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered: "By the way, this Huaqing Immortal is not a man, so why can he?"

The person next to him shrugged: "You have to ask the honorable seat, I don't know, besides, that is Huaqing Xianzun, even if he can, it's not what you and I think."

After listening, the demon nodded, thinking that what he said was reasonable, if he wanted to change to the past, don't even think about it, if he heard his name, he would have to run away.

After waiting outside for a while, the movement inside gradually subsided, and the soup in the bowl was almost cold, so the two magicians had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door.

"Your seat, Xianjun, your subordinates are here to deliver the medicine."

Hearing the sound from outside, Pu Huaijin began to struggle to break free again, and distanced himself from the person next to him. Pei Muzhi refused, moved his hand to his waist and grabbed it, and said, "Come in."

He seemed to want others to see Pu Huaijin's appearance on purpose.

But Pei Muzhi had this intention, and the demon cultivators under him didn't dare. After stepping into the Chenghuan Palace, they lowered their heads the whole time, for fear of angering Pei Muzhi with one more look, and losing their lives.

One person carried the tray, while the other lifted the white jade bowl on it, put it on the table, and then stepped aside.

Seeing that the medicinal food was brought, Pei Muzhi had no choice but to let go of his hand, but as soon as he let go, Pu Huaijin quickly distanced himself from him, as if he didn't want to get close to him for a second.

Pei Muzhi was not annoyed, he tapped the white jade bowl with his finger and said to him, "I watched you drink the medicine."

Pu Huaijin frowned and tilted her head, a trace of reluctance floated on the face of the black and bitter decoction, after drinking for so many days without knowing what it was.

Seeing that he didn't want to drink, Pei Muzhi didn't say much, but tapped on the table twice with his knuckles with a half-smile.

Moxiu who was waiting next to him broke into a cold sweat for Pu Huaijin.

Zunzuo has always been impatient, let alone sympathetic to jade, if he doesn't drink, the result will only be like last time, forceful pouring.

The coercion around Pei Muzhi suddenly increased, and the two demon cultivators were so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe, their legs began to tremble, and they almost knelt down, but Pu Huaijin, on the other hand, still looked calm and expressionless.

"Don't want to drink?" Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was not warm at all.

Pu Huaijin remained silent, but finally picked up the white jade bowl and drank the soup in it.

The coercion on their bodies suddenly disappeared, and the two demon cultivators were released, panting heavily.

Pei Muzhi's gloomy expression was also swept away, he looked very happy, his brown eyes were like moonlight filled with green water.

"Well, you're so good. For the sake of being so obedient today, I can grant you a request."

His thoughts were like clouds and rain passing over a mountain, unpredictable.Obviously one second he was putting on pressure with a cold face, but the next second it was like a sunny day, and he actually gave Pu Huaijin a chance to make a request.

Then you have to take advantage of this opportunity.

But contrary to the expectations of the two demon cultivators, Pu Huaijin just asked in a cold voice: "How are the six sects of the Immortal Gate doing now?"

Pei Muzhiyuan also thought that he would take this opportunity to make some impossible requests, such as removing the magic fetus in his belly, such as letting him go back to the Thirteen Continents.

But not at all.

"Think clearly, you just want to know this?"

Pu Huaijin lowered her eyes lightly, expressing her certainty.

Worthy of being a pillar of the fairy world, the Huaqing Immortal Venerable who only cares about the safety of the fairy world, even if his spiritual power is lost, the only thing he can think about is this one thing.

Pei Muzhi didn't answer for a long time, and finally said something completely irrelevant to Pu Huaijin's question: "In three days' time, there will be a banquet in Shenzhu Palace, and both the Demon Emperor and Ghost Lord will come, so you can attend it with me."

Answering the wrong question, Pu Huaijin also seemed to have never heard his words: "You haven't answered what I asked."

Pei Muzhi smiled, waved Moxiu to put away the medicine bowl on the table, and then said to Pu Huaijin, "You will know when you get there."

Before leaving Chenghuan Hall, Pei Muzhi stopped suddenly, turned his head and carefully looked at the person sitting at the table from head to toe, then walked back to Pu Huaijin, and stretched out his hand towards his lower abdomen.

Pu Huaijin was frightened, instinctively shrank back, and said in a cold voice, "What else do you want to do!"

In the past few days, Pei Muzhi came here almost every day, and whenever he came, he wanted to touch his lower abdomen, as if he was addicted, and after a lot of tossing, he finally wanted to leave, thinking that he could finally calm down for a while, but he didn't expect him to go back and forth.

But this time Pei Muzhi didn't grab the person by force, but straightened up, let it go, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Although it is still flat now, it will definitely grow bigger in the future. This girdle looks too tight. I'll ask Dai Tong to help you measure your body and make some looser clothes."

Pu Huaijin turned her head, but did not reply.

After Pei Muzhi left, people came from Cheng Huan Hall in a short while. The woman was wearing a red dress and a black dress. She had a beautiful appearance, but she looked a little more solemn because of her seriousness.

Pu Huaijin had seen this woman before. She was standing next to Pei Muzhi when the two sides were fighting. She seemed to be highly valued. Mo Yue was the Daitong he mentioned just now.

Daitong knew that Pu Huaijin's eyes were clean, and she never liked being touched by others, so let it be the master, she would definitely not let her be touched by the little devil, so she could only stand at a distance, take a random visual inspection, and then lead the people back. down.

In Shenzhu Palace, the purple magic flames complement each other, dreamy and decadent, the dancer girl with soft waist and graceful figure, with charming eyes like silk, dances lightly on the main hall, the copper bells echo, and the music is long.

Demon Emperor Yinhuang and Ghost Lord Weiyan have already brought along.

Yin Huang, as always, dressed up to attend, with crimson lips and fox eyes, full of charm.

Weiyan wore a blue robe and was still dull and silent, but today was different, he even brought someone with him.

The two waited for a long time before Pei Muzhi arrived late.

The dancers retreated to the sides one after another, Yin Huang and Wei Yan also stood up to greet them.

However, it was the people who followed Pei Muzhi that attracted everyone's attention.

I hadn't seen him many days ago, when he descended from the sky, dressed in white clothes better than snow, cold and elegant, with such a face that even Yin Huang would be jealous.

Although it still looks so unattainable now, compared to that day, the chilling air finally melted a bit.

Pu Huaijin changed from before, with straight robes and a high hair crown, he changed into a slightly looser long gown with wide sleeves and a silver silk sash loosely tied around his waist. Feel free to roll up your hair in a bun.

Even so, there are still no wrinkles on the clothes, and the finishing is meticulous.

"Why did the honored seat come, people are waiting anxiously." Yin Huang coquettishly annoyed.

Pei Muzhi sat down, raised his hand to signal for everyone standing to sit down, the singing and dancing continued, and then he said: "Something is delayed, why, is it that they are not serving the Demon Emperor's wishes?"

Although he was talking to Yin Huang, Pei Muzhi's eyes never left Pu Huaijin's body. He kept a distance from him when he sat down, obviously sharing the same seat, but he wished to set up another seat next to him to do it alone. go.

Yin Huang covered his lips and said with a smile: "Where, isn't he anxious to see the honorable seat?"

Seeing that Pu Huaijin's expression was calm and his eyes were indifferent, Pei Muzhi intentionally put his arms around his waist and moved to his side, watching him frown slightly with an expression of displeasure, and then he took his hand back in satisfaction.

Yin Huang had a panoramic view of the small actions between the two of them, he laughed coquettishly and joked: "Now Zun Zuo and Gui Jun are accompanied by people, but they are still alone, so pitiful."

Wei Yan said: "The Demon Emperor is so magnificent, it is not easy to find someone to accompany him."

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and after putting down the empty glass, the person sitting next to him poured wine for him consciously.

"By the way, Mr. Gui, you don't want to introduce your new recruit to Huaqing Xianzun?" Pei Muzhi said in a lazy voice, as if he mentioned it on purpose.

Following his words, the eyes of other people also focused on the person next to Weiyan. The elegant and elegant blue robe, with the unique dark pattern of Tanhua, should be one of the six great immortals, from Luoyin Peak. disciple.

Pu Huaijin also looked over, the man seemed ashamed, he lowered his head and did not dare to lift it up, but he recognized him at a glance.

Falling tone peak peak main string.

If one removes the two deities from the Thirteen Continents, this person is the most famous person in the Immortal Sect. He is lonely and arrogant. , Even the annual Fairy Gate Conference, they sometimes do not participate.

When he didn't want to see each other again, the self-esteemed Le Xian had become a prisoner beside Gui Jun.

It is not difficult to guess the status of the six sects of Xianmen.

Even if it is not captured, it must be seriously injured.

Pei Muzhi caught a glimpse of Pu Huaijin's dim eyes from the corner of his eye, and felt inexplicably happy.

If he still had the idea of ​​coming to the rescue from various factions of the Immortal Sect, he should give up now.

Wei Yan understood Pei Muzhi's meaning, and said to the music string beside him: "What are you doing in a daze, I will meet Zunzuo and Xianjun soon."

Le Xian hummed like a kitten, raised her head timidly, and bowed to the two sitting above: "Le Xian has seen the honorable seat, seen, and seen the Huaqing Immortal."

This obedient, whispering appearance is completely different from before.Especially when he bowed his head to speak, the exposed neck and scattered red marks fell into Pu Huaijin's eyes, which made him feel quite uncomfortable and turned his head away.

Yin Huang said: "Previously, Gui Jun was always alone, and he didn't have any confidante to accompany him. Could it be because of his masculinity?"

Wei Yan shook his head: "It's not all like that, it's just a change of taste once in a while."

"It's good to change your taste, but you are too picky." Pei Muzhi glanced at Le Xian's deliberately ingratiating appearance, his eyes were full of disdain: "At first glance, it looks vulgar."

This sentence accurately hit the sore spot of the music strings.

Thinking back to before the catastrophe of Xianmen, Lexian was very noble, and thought that except for spiritual power, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Huaqing Xianzun, so he always regarded Pu Huaijin as his opponent.

As soon as Pei Muzhi's words came out, Le Xian's shoulders shook slightly, but he didn't dare to say more after all.

Wei Yan echoed: "What Zun Zuo said is true, but we would never dare to think about such an exiled person as Hua Qing Xianzun."

These words hit Pei Muxia's heart, so he was not humble: "He is indeed good."

As he said that, he raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his sideburns, but this time Pu Huaijin directly reached out to block it.

Under the few strands of black hair hanging down, a red mark on the side of his face came into view impressively. Pei Muzhi frowned, feeling very disappointed, turned his head to Yin Huang, who was smiling, and said, "This red mark on his face, I see It's very uncomfortable, can the Demon Emperor help?"