Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

A light boat, swaying on the rough sea.Surprisingly, wherever the boat traveled, the waves seemed to be tamed and became very calm.

This flat boat seems very flimsy, as if it should not be fighting the wind and waves at sea, but should be floating in the Jiangnan water town.However, if you look carefully, you can find that its bottom is made of fine steel, which is not only very strong, but also very drafty, not afraid of the wind and waves, which adds to the weight of the ship and makes it sail smoothly.

And the internal strength of the whole ship is also unique.A bed made of nanmu with Eight Immortals, and the feet under the bed rest on a purple copper foot stove with purple cloud patterns.There is no incense in the foot stove, but the carefully split peace wood is burning. The maid turned the stove cover, but there was no trace of fire, but the fine bitter fragrance came out from the hollow pattern.

A man in white was lying on the bed.With a slight trembling of his fingers, a maidservant opened the tightly covered curtain a little, allowing the not too strong sunlight from the sea to shine in.Opening the window slightly, the coolness of the sea breeze and a slight fishy smell rushed in. The man's eyebrows twitched a few times, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing him waking up, the maid hurriedly stepped forward to help him wash.After taking care of himself, the man did not get off the ground, but sat up leaning against the bed.It was only then that he realized that his face was already very pale, not the usual jade-like warm white, but a sickly, cold gray.

"I beg the young master to have some food." Two maidservants in white came in, holding a bowl of pure white rice porridge. If you looked closely, there were some fish meat the size of rice grains in it.These fish are produced in the deep sea. The deep sea is bitter and cold, and the biological growth is extremely difficult. The fish caught are very small, and the pressure in the deep sea is different from that in the shallow sea. It is inevitable that it will be contaminated with bitter sea water, which will affect the deliciousness of the fish.

These two seemed to be slightly older than Ye Gucheng, and they had been taken care of by his side since childhood.Not to mention that Ye Gucheng treats them as his own sisters, he always has some kind of friendship.At this moment, the two maidservants had knelt down, raised the porridge over their heads, and begged Ye Gucheng to take a bite, but Ye Gucheng still refused with a wry smile.

"What are you two sisters doing? I'm not on a hunger strike these days, I just have to feed that thing before I eat it." Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand to the two of them, but the swordsman, who was once amazing and talented, was actually weak at this moment I didn't even have the energy to get out of bed.He slept until noon today, not a snooze, but a lack of energy and blood, so weak.

The two maidservants were already crying with distress, but they knew that they couldn't resist Ye Gucheng.He had to take out a sandalwood box from the hidden compartment on the boat, took the key handed over by Ye Gucheng, carefully opened the box, and took out a small purple sand urn.There is still an exquisite jade lock on the small urn. After opening the lock, twist the knot on it, and a small opening will appear in the body of the urn, which can only be inserted by one finger.

The maid carefully handed the purple sand urn to Ye Gucheng, who took it and put his left index finger into it.There seemed to be some kind of living thing in the urn. When he smelled Ye Gucheng, he was so excited that the whole body of the urn vibrated. If Ye Gucheng hadn't held it in his hand, the thing would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

Ye Gucheng only felt a chill on his index finger, and the little urn gradually quieted down. After a while, the baby giggled faintly.This situation is obviously very strange.

Ye Gucheng and the white-clothed maidservant took it for granted. Ye Gucheng kept his finger in the urn, and even had a doting smile on his face, as if he hadn't noticed that his face had faded from all the blood, and it had turned into a face that looked like Transparent white.

The slightly older maidservant in white stepped forward and gently pulled out Ye Gucheng's index finger, ignoring Ye Gucheng's refusal.However, Ye Gucheng was already powerless to stop her behavior.

"The city lord spoils the little city lord too much. You should drink some porridge quickly and adjust your breath. Look at this face, how pale it is." Another maid hurriedly brought the porridge in front of Ye Gucheng, Personally serve Ye Gucheng to finish drinking bit by bit.Then he took away the cushion behind Ye Gucheng and tucked in the quilt for Ye Gucheng.

It is now approaching October, and the sea is already very cold.In the past, not to mention Ye Gucheng, even the maidservants beside him had practiced internal strength and were not afraid of the cold wind at all.It's just that now that Ye Gucheng has lost both energy and blood, he had to use the foot stove early.The quilt covering his body was also a high-quality bear skin prepared by Yu Luosha himself, which kept him very warm.

Ye Gucheng drank a bowl of porridge, and his energy was a little better, but he still felt tired all over. He let the maid help him to lie down. It hurts, it doesn't matter if you let it go a little bit. It's just that a man is acting against the sky, I just hope the world doesn't think he is a monster."

The two maidservants looked at each other and knelt down with a plop.

Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly opened, "What are the two sisters doing?"

The slightly older maid walked to the side of Ye Gucheng on her knees, "Don't worry, the city lord, Mulan and Hibiscus must keep a secret about the origin of the little city lord, and we will never let the blood of Baiyun City be underestimated."

Ye Gucheng sighed, "The two elder sisters took care of me to grow up. I don't believe in the two elder sisters. Even if I hide it from the world, the origin of this child is still unclear."

The two maidservants looked at each other, got up and tucked Ye Gucheng's quilt again, and smiled at him comfortingly, "Don't worry, the city master, our little city master must be righteous, and there will never be any stains. When the leader came up with this method, he had already arranged All right."

Although Ye Gucheng hesitated, he didn't ask any further questions. He was too tired and needed to rest.Seeing that he was gradually falling asleep, the two maids exited the cabin just now.A flat boat sailed towards Baiyun City.

Western demonic religions have been passed down for several generations, mostly from father to son, and also from master to student.The only surprising thing is that there are very few wives of the leader in the Western Demon Cult.Not only is there no such thing in name, but the leaders of past dynasties would not let women get close unless they had a sweetheart like a Jade Rakshasa.

However, the descendants continued, but never stopped.Among them, there is a unique method of blood inheritance.

The Western Regions are good at Gu. 300 years ago, a talented Gu master raised a child Gu.It is not the child Gu in the usual Mother-Child Gu.Rather, for those who got this Gu, the blood of the offspring can be completely passed on to the father, without any contamination of the mother's body.

It's just that this Gu is really overbearing, and it needs to be fed with the blood and semen of the father for 49 days.Ten fingers connect to the heart, the blood of the heart is the blood of the fingertips.The daily blood loss can probably fill a bowl, and what's more, Gu worms will devour half of the father's internal energy every day. Although the internal energy can be regenerated, it doesn't feel good to have half of the internal energy drawn out.

Because the pain caused to the father was really great, so no one raised this child Gu for the next 300 years.Yu Luosha's subordinates are the best Gu masters in the Western Regions, and they love strange Gu very much. It took many years to re-cultivate and improve this Gu.There is no need to feed semen every day, just a little for the first three days.And there is no need for 49 days, half a month and it will be done.

Originally, the essence and blood need to be produced by one person, but Ye Gucheng and Gong Jiu have the same roots and veins, so it doesn't matter.So Ye Gucheng was fed every day on the way back to Baiyun City, and it was no joke that half of his internal energy was taken away every day, let alone a person like Ye Gucheng with deep and unpredictable internal energy.The deeper it is, the weaker it is when it is lost.

Today is the last day, after half a month of torture, Ye Gucheng is still a loving father, he would only pull out his fingers every time the Gu worm sucked his fill, making Ye Gucheng so weak now.

What Yu Luocha didn't tell Ye Gucheng was that every gain has something to lose. Originally, the stock Gu worm randomly found a woman to enter its body, and after ten months of pregnancy, it could give birth to a healthy baby boy.But the modified Gu worms must be of the same bloodline.

Yu Luocha had already explained all this clearly to Gong Jiu.And, for this reason, Gong Jiu completely overturned his many years of planning.This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Ye Qingge was in Baiyun City, waiting for her son.She caressed the little bed that Ye Gucheng lay on when he was a child, the wooden horse he rode on, and the wooden sword that was tightly held in Xiaopang's hand when he was grasping Zhou.Later, she got a little older and started to practice calligraphy. Because she was not tall enough to reach the desk, she made a custom-made small table and chair. When she was a teenager, she dived into the deep sea and fished pearls for her.He scanned the blood coral potted plants and crystal glass brought by Ye Gucheng himself in the room, and suddenly, he burst into tears.

"Miss, don't be sad. The young master and the young master are just confused for a while." The nanny next to him is Ye Qingge's nanny. Ye Qingge lost his mother when he was young, and his father is obsessed with restoring the country. The relationship with this nanny is really true. Mother and daughter in general.Therefore, everyone in the city called Mrs. Ye Qingge, but she was the only one who still called Miss Ye Qingge.

The pain that Ye Qingge had been holding back for many days finally broke out, and she threw herself into the arms of the nanny and cried bitterly.She choked up, "Mother, tell me, what crime have I committed, what crime have I committed?"

Nanny supported Ye Qingge distressedly, patted her back and cheered her up, but she didn't know how to comfort her.In her heart, the eldest son and the younger son have always been prudent, filial and obedient children.They even joined forces to fulfill Ye's dream for many years, and used a different method to restore Ye's mountains and rivers.From this point of view, they are Ye's pride and Miss's pride.

However, it was such an obedient and excellent child who left her young lady with the most embarrassing wound.Brothers are forbidden, sons and grandchildren are cut off.Which parent can accept such a result?Ye Qingge is not a secular woman, she is not afraid of the world's slander, and she is not afraid of others poking her son's back, her back, and Baiyun City's back.The only thing she was afraid of and worried about was that the two children were not serious and ruined their lives for impulsiveness.

Everyone adopts a son who hopes to be smart.However, Ye Qingge's lifelong wish is for Qing.All she begged was for her son Fu Jiu Chang'an.However, they cut the knife when they were most likely to be close to happiness, leaving their mother with the most painful and unexpected wound.How is it possible for Ye Qingge to watch her son sacrifice known happiness for unknown possibilities.

Duanxiu is to take a chestnut out of the fire, and the brother is even more dangerous.Even if it's better to just find a secular woman and live in peace with each other.

Ye Qingge closed his eyes, crying, but couldn't stop it.When she was separated from her lover and from her own flesh and blood, she didn't cry.Now, really, I can't cry.

The author has something to say: This piece abuses the city owner.