Against the Gods

Flowing Cloud City, Xiaomen Behind the Mountains, thought of the Gorge.

Xiao Lei returned from the hunt with only a few dried rabbits in his hand and a slight delight on his face. He sat down, listening to his daughter practicing her sword in her ear, and began to manipulate the prey in his hand.

After being confined here, Xiaomen would come to deliver meals every day for an initial period of time, and he could occasionally learn from Xiaomen's disciples who delivered meals about Xiaomen. Later, the frequency of food delivery became less and less frequent. Three months later, no more food was delivered. Obviously, they needed to be locked up for an entire 20 years. There were no immediate family members in Xiaomen. No one was lazy enough to care. From the initial remaining mercy, they eventually developed into self-extinction at the back of the mountain.

Fortunately, this backhill is not completely barren, he can find some vegetables in the area where he can move and occasionally catch a delicious bastard or two. That's how the two fathers and daughters stood up in the mountains all day. Xiao Lei also wanted to take Xiao Xiao out of this place, so that her daughter's most beautiful years could not just be blocked in such a place. But once they flee, they will inevitably be hunted by Xiaomen… because they are still being held here at the behest of Fourth Son Xiao, and he is not afraid of being punished, even if he is caught running away with treachery, but he cannot ignore Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao has had the most time of the day for this period of time, is mindfulness cultivation, besides this, she really has nothing to do. Heartless cultivation also allowed her to enter fairly quickly, and now the power of Xuan has broken through to the ninth level of the new Xuan Realm.

“Ah!! ”

The maiden's shock suddenly came from the outside. Xiao Lei stopped the action in his hand and quickly jumped out. He saw Xiao Xiao sitting on the ground with his hands covered in his heart. The iron sword, which already had some rust marks, was thrown aside.

“Xi 'er, what's wrong?” Xiao Rushed over and asked nervously.

Xiao Xiao's clothes are old white, but clean and spotless. The wind and dust in the back of the mountain did not rough her skin. Instead, she is now more beautiful and beautiful, even old clothes seem to have a spiritual effect on her. It's just that she was obviously thinner than she was at the beginning, and a pair of truly beautiful eyes hidden a little melancholy, making her look like an injured elf, yet heartbreaking and pathetic.

“I don't know...” Xiao Xiao shook her head gently. She covered her heart and her frowns kept shaking: “My heart, it just suddenly became so painful and painful...... it really hurts...”

“Heart?” His daughter's appearance made Xiao Lei feel painful for a while, and he thought, “Don't stand up yet, you may be too tired to practice swords, rest for a while, maybe just fine. ”

“Mm-hmm." Xiao Xiao responded obediently. She frowned tightly, the pain was like spilling from her soul, drilling her heart thoroughly, accompanied by the pain, the clouds constantly appeared in front of her eyes and in her heart, and suddenly she cried: “Daddy... I'm not afraid of the bitterness here... but... I miss him so much... where is he now... when he left, he didn't have much money and his body is so weak, will he be being bullied, will he not be able to eat, will he not even have a place to sleep, will he... will he... woo... I miss him so much... I worry about him..."

Xiao Xiao's hands covered his cheeks and wept. Ever since she was a child, she and Yunchuan lived together in the morning and evening, they had hardly been apart for a day before that change, and she never even thought about being apart from him... but all of a sudden fate became cruel, forcing them to be apart, and had been apart for a long time. Such separation also made her deeply feel how painful it was without him. She thinks of him more and more and works hard every day to change her mind.

But just now, she desperately suppressed her thoughts, under the sudden attack of heartache, like the flood of the dyke, dramatically made her no longer able to control emotions, crying rarely, liver and intestines broken.

Xiao Lei sighed a long sigh and softly comforted him: “Xi 'er, Jia 'er, he has grown up and is already a real man, perhaps leaving Xiaomen is also a good thing for him. Outside, he can get experience, really grow up, even if he has to suffer a little, hurt a little, nothing. ”

“Xi 'er, don't cry. He will become stronger out there. You, as his little aunt, should be stronger than him. When he gets back, you have to let him see you more excited than ever, which will surely make him happiest... Crystal said he will be back in three years. As a grown man, I believe what he says will come true. ”

Xiao Xiao was still sobbing. Listening to Xiao Xiao, she nodded her head forcefully and then erased the tears from her face. But the rushing thoughts in my heart and the pain of drilling cannot be quenched...

Xiao Che... where are you... I really miss you... I don't want you to come back to visit us in three years... I just want you to be safe... you must be safe...

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Heavenly Sword Villa, in front of the Royal Sword Tower.

Xia Qingyue was dressed in white. She stood still in front of Xing Tian Sword. The sword breeze shouted on the royal sword platform, constantly lifting her long hair and clothes, but could not shake her eyes. She's been standing here for a long time, alone, with only a flying sword.

The sky, gradually began to darken, and dusk arrived quietly, and the sword wind, too, began to bring a little chill. A gust of wind blew her long hair gently on her face. At this time, behind her, a deliberately gentle footstep is being distracted by the distance and proximity, also disturbing Xia Qingyue's quiet mind.

She glanced slightly and looked forward. She muttered gently: “Husband... let Tsukyue continue to be your wife in the next life... OK... then Tsukyue will be a... real wife... OK...”

Her whisper quickly faded into the wind, and no one could hear it. She turned around, behind her, a man dressed in white, as rich as a jade was standing there.

Looking at Xia Qingyue's fairy face, Lingyun's breath was slightly confused. He smiled and gave her a sword ceremony: “Xia Fairy, are you here to send for your friends too? ”

“No.” Xia Qingyue shook her head and said softly: “I am here to... send for my husband. ”

Ling Yun shook his whole body and suddenly looked up at Xia Qingyue. He was just about to ask himself if he had heard something wrong, but suddenly he saw Xia Qingyue on his left arm. He didn't know when to wrap a black towel...

“Xia Fairy, you... what did you just say? Has Ling misheard, or is Fairy Xia joking with me?” Lingyun has the calmest voice he can make. It's just his hands, but he's trembling, and his heart's a mess.

Xia Fengyue did not answer him, she stretched out her wrist, grabbed her long hair, her left hand gently line, at a pause, a piece of her hair was silently severed, and then as her jade hand rose, she sprinkled it into the middle of the sword table. Suddenly, the root hair was lifted by the sword wind of the Kingsguard, surrounded by Xing Tian's sword in the middle to fly and dance, as if in love, and accompanied by something.

Xia Qingyue closed her eyes and flew up after Shaoha, disappearing into Lingyun's sight.

Lingyun's body was stiff, his body could not help but kneel on the ground. His pupils were shrinking and shrinking. The young master of Heavenly Sword Mountain, once the strongest of his youth, at this time seemed to have lost his soul...

“They are husband and wife... Yun Che... is her husband... she is already... she is married... impossible... impossible... must be a lie... impossible..."

Ling Yun repeatedly said that his eyes were dim as if his convictions were collapsing.

At the same time, his father Ling Yuefeng was also disturbed. He kept walking back and forth in front of the courtyard where the Ice Cloud Immortal Palace lived, remembering Chu Yuechan's injuries and wondering why she reacted like that. He never thought that it was always cold and snowy. Ice like Xuanlian's Chu Yuechan could lose control of his emotions to spit backward blood.

In the nature of Chu Yuechan, even if the first disciple of the Ice Cloud Immortal Palace now suddenly crashes into the moon, her most appropriate reaction is necessarily a stifling cold... there is nothing in the world that should make her react like this.

Is it really because of that falling Yunche... No! Absolutely impossible! There must be other reasons.

He was distracted and did not notice that, just a short distance away, his wife Xuan Yufeng was watching with cold eyes every slight change in his expression, and his eyes were getting colder and more disappointed.

At this time, Ling Yuefeng's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He couldn't stand it any longer. Once he bit his teeth, he entered the courtyard and pushed open the door of Chu Yuechan's room.

Chu Yuechan was lying quietly on the bed with a pale face. Chu Yuechan stood beside the bed with anxiety and anxiety. An elderly man who looked skinny and thin was pressing his fingers against Chu Yuechan's pulse.

Grandma Jiu is in her 190s this year. She is several generations older than the owner Ling Yue Feng. Speaking of medicine, it is said that she is not inferior to Gu Qiuhong, who has the name of the first divine doctor of the sky wind. It is just that she has never set foot in Heavenly Sword Mountain in her life. Few people in the empire know her name.

“Granny Nine, how's the Ice Chan Fairy?” Ling Yuefeng asked with concern. In the face of Granny Nine, his posture was clearly respected.

Granny Jiu Mu removed her dead finger from Chu Yuechan's wrist, picked up the crutch, and stammered her body forward a few steps, making a hoarse noise like sandpaper rubbing: “She is not in the way, the reason is coma, but the spirit is greatly stimulated, sad and aggressive, the heart and blood flow backwards, it won't take long to wake up. ”

“That's good...” Ling Yue Feng lit up a little and his mind was still upset.

“However, after many years of practicing Ice Xuan Gong, her body was extremely cold, and she went on like this, only to fear that the fetus in this belly could not be preserved.” Nine shepherds graciously said.

The last sentence, like a thunder striking Chu Yueguan and Ling Yueguan Maple's ears, Chu Yueguan hastily said: "No way! Grandma Jiu, you must be mistaken. My sister has never been in contact with a man. There can be no foetus at all! ”

“Yeah. Grandma Jiu, you must be mistaken this time. The fairies of Ice Cloud Fairy Palace never marry. There is no way that Ice Chan Fairy has any fetus.” Ling Yuefeng also said immediately.

“Humph!” In the face of the doubts of the two people, Nine Shepherds' mothers were angry. She pushed her crutches to the ground a little bit. She shrugged: “In 189 years since I was a doctor, I have never seen a doctor for any strange illness or injury. I have seen more people in my life than you have ever seen. Can you mistake whether a woman has a baby or not! Huh!”