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date="2021-09-25"

title="66.Chapter 66"

weight="137127"

series = ["Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate"]

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When Xia Yi was about to throw away his legs and run wildly, a large outer shirt with body temperature fell on his shoulders, and then was wrapped tightly and airtight.

Turning his head to see, Gu Wen stood in front of him with a dark face, wearing only a white blazer.

"Um, I—" Xia Yizheng wanted to explain, as the sky turned around, the whole person had been beaten and hugged by Gu Wen in his arms.

Well, Xia Yi had to shut her mouth angrily.

All the way towards Wangzhuyuan, Xia Yi was shrunk in Gu Wenzhu's arms, only the two snow-white legs that were not blocked, swayed rhythmically in the air following his steps.

"Brother Zhu, how did you follow this time?" Xia Yi stretched out two fingers from his clothes, trying to hook a button on Gu Wen's chest.

"I saw you rushing out suddenly, without saying anything, just stretched out your hand to me, and there was something like a whirlpool floating around me, and I understood."

Gu Wen looked down at Xia Yi as he spoke, and saw that as his fingers moved, the shirt that originally wrapped his arm gradually slipped off, revealing a smooth arm. He quickly grasped the messy hand and re-stuffed it. Into the clothes.

"So you rushed in too?"

"Yeah." Gu Wen agreed in a low voice.

The sound seemed to come from the chest, causing Xia Yi's ears to tremble slightly.

Along the way, ran into several Qishan disciples. When they saw Gu Wenzhu for the first time, they all showed expressions that were first astonished and then complicated and difficult to understand.

Needless to ask, Xia Yi also knew that after they walked back to the farming world, people in the whole school knew that Brother Zhu was the son of Jie Entropy, that is, Ze Yuan, the young master of the Demon Realm.

After all, there were not many disciples who had experienced the siege of Yulu Mountain, so most people had only heard of Ze Yuan, but never met him.

After knowing that he is Gu Wen, there is not much fear in life, but the majority of them are curious.

Not to mention that Cang Yi Xianzun also said that he was also his father.

Usually, the big brother looked at Fairy Yunxia twice, from the lingering eyes until the index finger that moved slightly at that time, it was enough for them to talk for many nights and analyze a big truth.

As soon as the matter of Cang Yixianzun came out, it was said that they should have been discussing it enthusiastically for ten or eight years, but all the disciples were silent on the matter instead.

It was too shocking to say anything.

First digest it inwardly for half a year.

Back to Wangzhuyuan, it was late, the two took a bath together and went to bed to rest.

Xia Yi buried herself deeply in Gu Wenzhu's solid chest, feeling his generous palms touching her belly. He yawned, and a burst of sleepiness came.

In a daze, I heard Gu Wen sigh softly, "I don't know how my father would guess if we were gone."

"Don't worry, they know we passed it back." Xia Yi muttered vaguely, and fell asleep.

"Junior Brother Xia, Junior Brother Xia." Xia Yi was awakened by a cry.

He rolled over sleepily and buried himself deeper in the quilt, but the voice still echoed in the yard unyieldingly.

The sound is like clear sleeves.

"Boom boom boom," Seeing Xia did not respond, Qing Xiu began to knock on the door again.

Xia Yi opened her eyes helplessly and replied, "Wait a minute."

Leaning sideways strenuously, and using both hands, he lifted his cumbersome body from the bed, pulled over the shirt on the back of the chair, and sat on the edge of the bed with a wooden face.

The sky was already bright, and his side was empty. Gu Wenzhu didn't know when he had already gotten up.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yi's voice still woke up with a hint of breath, "Come in."

When Qing Xiu heard Xia Yi let him in, he opened the door, "Junior Brother Xia, I heard that you are here, and Elder Phecda sent me to pick you up."

Liu Siqian? Why is he looking for me.

"Where will Elder Tianji pick me up?" Xia Yi asked while propping up her waist.

Then I saw Qingshou's gaze fell on his round belly, his eyes slowly widened, and his mouth turned into an "O" shape.

"179, would they believe me if I said I was a beer belly? By the way, there is no beer here, so it's a middle-aged blessing?"

"Haha. You might as well say that you are dying, this is ascites."

"Junior Brother Xia, are you middle-aged getting a blessing? Or, still, what kind of illness?"

Look, my brother Qingxiu is so caring and automatically passed the explanation to my mouth.

"Neither, I'm pregnant." Xia Yi said with a grin, then took a sip from the cup of tea on the table.

It was still warm, obviously it was the hot tea that Gu Wen had poured him before he drove out the door, waiting for him to drink it after he got up.

Qing Xiu said with a "pouch" laugh, "Junior Brother Xia, you are really interesting."

He smiled, but found that Xia Yi was looking at him expressionlessly, and his smile couldn't help but slowly condensed on his face.

"What I said is true, I'm pregnant." Xia Yi reiterated again to Qingsiu.

In the past few months, Xia Yi has been resisting and embarrassed from the very beginning, and now she has told the world if nothing happened.

How proud is it even faintly?

Next, Qingxiu looked like three views, standing there blankly, his expression changing very wonderfully.

"Are you really, Junior Sister Xia?" After a while, he asked in a low voice.

"No." Xia Yi took out his roughest voice and replied: "Do you know where I have gone?"

"I met him on the way just now, and he went to the kitchen to catch you chicken and said he would cook soup for you."

"Hmm." Xia Yi nodded, "What happened to Elder Ji who asked me that day."

"Elder Tianji has replanted a batch of Muge. I would like to ask you to see if the method is correct." Qingxiu may have been too irritated. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered the purpose of his trip.

Xia Yi thought for a while, and it won't be too long to go and have a look. Come and go, and Brother Zhu's chicken soup has just been simmered.

So he stepped outside and said, "Then let's go take a look."

Until he walked out of the hospital gate, Qing Sleeve still looked in a trance, and his eyes fell on Xia Yi's stomach several times.

When Xia Yi looked past, she drifted and flickered and looked away.

Hehe, people in the world of cultivating immortals have never seen the world before.

It wasn't until Qingxiu recruited the magic weapon that Xia Yi remembered that Qilin hadn't come with him this time, so how could he go to the medicine field?

Look at the magic weapon for cleaning sleeves. Fortunately, it is a large smooth folding fan, flat and wide, and there is no suspicious object like spoon essence on it.

I am a laborer, and I can no longer jump at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Riding on the folding fan, the clear sleeves drove the magic weapon to slowly fly towards the mountain gate.

I think it was the first time that he carried the pregnant husband, and felt the pressure, so he flew low and slowly, and turned at the greatest angle.

Fly towards the mountain gate at a speed of 20 yards per hour.

I met many disciples along the way, among them many disciples who had accepted Xia Yi’s gift of carrots and onions. Whenever they saw Xia Yi, they greeted him with great enthusiasm.

But as soon as his gaze fell on his straightened belly, his eyes widened and his mouth opened.

Although it seems that don't know what the disease is, but the proud look of Junior Brother Xia and the hands holding the back are really easy for people to think about.

"179, when I come back, I will give everyone in the door a radish and an onion. Anyway, they are under my mother-in-law's door. By all accounts, they are all a family."

"No problem, host, your mother-in-law is also my mother-in-law."

Under Qingxiu's nervous control, the magic weapon slowly flew out of the mountain gate, along the stone steps, all the way to the medicine field at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain gate is only a dozen miles away from the medicine field, and it only takes a few minutes to fly. But at the speed of clearing sleeves, it won't take more than ten or twenty minutes.

The folding fan swept over a few stone rocks. Because it was close to the ground, the folding fan also jolted a few times with the arc of the stone rocks. Qingshou quickly turned around to see if there was any problem with Xia Yi.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he looked back at ease and prepared to move on.

But at the moment he turned his head, without warning, the sky suddenly went dark.

Xia Yi subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a big fishing net similar to fishing, unexpectedly dropped from the sky and covered the two people on the folding fan.

Immediately afterwards, a strange fragrance was introduced into the nose.

As soon as Xia Yi yelled badly in her heart, she felt that her head was dizzy, her eyelids were heavy, and the scenery in front of her became double shadows.

Before falling into a coma, he reached out to protect his stomach.

He only heard what 179 was screaming in horror in his head, and he lost consciousness and knew nothing.

Drowsy, Xia Yi saw the turquoise pool again. Amidst the rippling water, the gentle and deep voice rang in her ears, "Xiaolan, Xiaolan."

As soon as the picture turned, he seemed to be a teenager who was pushing open the wooden door and hurriedly running out, holding a bunch of fragrant strelitzia in his hand.

"Xiaolan, where are you going?" A call came from behind, and Xia Yi turned his head and looked at her mother.

"I'm going to see Ze Yuan, he promised to take me to see the sea today." Xia Yi heard himself answering, it still had a childish youthful voice.

"Wanglan, Ze Yuan also has to cultivate, don't always pester others."

The voice behind him got farther and farther, and the boy named Xiaolan had already ran far away.

"I know" Xia Yi saw her hands cupped to her mouth, shouting at the figure in front of the distant mountain col.

"Ze Yuan won't bother me, he wants me to pester him every day."

Wang Lan, it turns out that this young man is Wang Lan. Xia Yi thought in a daze.

Wang Lan happily walked through the forest, letting the sun shine on him, like a small deer leaping in the forest, humming a little song that Ze Yuan often sang to him:

The little orchid is white and beautiful, as clean as snow and bright as the moon.

Small orchids, thin branches, small waist, like jade carvings.

Soon, he came to a pool of water, Wang Lan looked around, as if looking for someone. There was no one on the left and right, and she started shouting again, "Ze Yuan, Ze Yuan, brother, I'm coming."

The sound reverberated in the mountains and forests, starting a flock of birds and rushing into the blue sky.

Without waiting for any response, Wang Lan pouted, holding the bunch of Strelitzia and sitting on a rock by the pool.

Hanging his feet on the rock and shaking, Wang Lan waited boredly.

Seeing the clear water of the lake, he couldn't help but soak a pair of snow-white and round feet in addition to his shoes and socks.

Suddenly, the sky was spinning around, and he was picked up in the air from behind. Wang Lan was about to scream in horror when he smelled the familiar fragrance of plants and trees behind him.

Suddenly the panic dissipated, and my heart was shocked and happy.

The small earlobe was held, the warm nose slapped against the neck, and at the same time a familiar low voice sounded, "How long have you been waiting for me?"

Hearing this voice, Xia Yi also moved her lips in the dizziness, and uttered two words very softly.

It sounded at the same time as Wang Lan's surprise voice in his mind:

"Brother Chase."

"elder brother."

Various fragments began to appear in his mind more and more clearly, and Xia Yi seemed to have experienced the story of Wang Lan and Ze Yuan in person.

When they were young children, the two met in a mountain forest and ran out of the devil world to play Ze Yuan, where they met Wang Lan, who was lost.

Ze Yuan coldly looked at the white jade dumpling with pink makeup and jade, crying out of breath, clutching his hand tightly, and sobbing as his brother.

"Brother, I can't find my mother anymore. My mother took me to see Huahua. I chased Xiaodie and my mother was gone."

Ze Yuan broke his face solemnly, and broke the tiny fingers that were holding him one by one.

Just turning around and intending to leave, his waist was tightly hugged again.

Bai Yuduanzi cried so much that he couldn't open his eyes, "Brother won't go, brother won't go."

Ze Yuan struggled twice and didn't break away. The ball was crying more heartbreakingly in his ears. He couldn't help but sighed and said discouragedly: "Do you know you are noisy, crying makes my brain hurt? ."

"If you keep crying, I will throw you here."

Hearing this, the dumpling stopped crying like a jam.

Because of his efforts to hold back his breath, a tear-stained face flushed red, and he hiccuped.

Ze Yuan looked around, frowning like an adult, "What is your name? Where do you live? I will send you back."

"My name is Wang Lan and I live at home." Tuanzi replied milkily.

On the big round almond eyes, the eyelashes were still stained with tears, clusters of clusters condensed.

"Since you can't tell where your home is, then you stay here and wait for your mother to find you." Ze Yuan wanted to throw the kid down, so he went to the forest to find the little monkeys.

"No, I want to follow my brother." Wang Lan is now like a lost chick, following the first person she meets.

After thinking about it, it has been long enough. If you don't hurry to find the little monkey, the demon guard will find that he has slipped out of the demon world, and he will be scolded by his father.

So Ze Yuan could only hold Wanglan's little hand and said fiercely: "Then you are not allowed to cry or make noise, and walk by yourself."

Wang Lan was not at all afraid of the fierce look he had made. He smiled so that his eyes were narrowed, covered his mouth with his other hand, and said with a breath of voice: "Brother, I don't make a noise."

The two played wildly in the mountains and forests for an afternoon.

Ze Yuan went after the group of monkeys, and Wang Lan sat on the rock on one side and watched with a smile. Ze Yuan was sweating profusely, so Wang Lan took out her small handkerchief from her arms, reached out to wipe the sweat on his toes, and said repeatedly, "Brother bowed his head, brother bowed his head."

Ze Yuan looked at him, paused for a while, and finally leaned down.

Wang Lan learned the way her mother wiped her sweat, and carefully wiped Ze Yuan's face indiscriminately, still saying: "Don't run too fast, be careful of falling."

Impossibly, Ze Yuan pulled the corner of his lips and showed a fleeting smile.

The two kept playing until someone in the distance called Wang Lan, and it was his mother who had found it.

Seeing that it was not early, Ze Yuan would also return to the Demon Realm. Before leaving, the sleeves were torn again.

Wang Lan blinked pitifully, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, will you come tomorrow?"

Ze Yuan just wanted to refuse, but looking at the expectant gaze of the villain in front of him, he couldn't say anything when he spoke.

He nodded, "Come back."

Wanglan immediately smiled, "Then tomorrow I will be waiting for my brother there just now."

Since then, as long as the demon guards didn't pay attention, Ze Yuan would shake them off and leave the demon world and head straight to Xiyuegu where Wanglan was.

And from a distance, I would always see a group of small figures sitting on the rock, waiting for him quietly.

Whenever saw Ze Yuan, the pair of round eyes lit up like two small stars, suddenly bursting into light. While yelling his brother in surprise, he rushed forward.

Ze Yuan caught the figure, although he didn't say anything, there was a gentle smile on his lips.

As Wang Lan grew older and spoke more and more fluently, Ze Yuan gradually learned everything about him.

His parents are all flower essences, who have been cultivated in human form by Strelitzia. They have lived in this spiritually-rich Xiyue Valley for more than two hundred years.

The two couples only wanted to practice peace of mind in this retreat, but they were pregnant with a spiritual fetus and gave birth to Wang Lan.

At this time, the two flower essences had no intention of even practicing, and they wandered around their son all day, putting their hearts on Wang Lan's body.

Seeing that Wanglan met an outsider from the demon world at some point, and followed the boy around every day, running across the mountains and collaterals, the two couples were full of anxiety.

They knew in their hearts that, like Wanglan's womb, whether it was the Immortal Realm or the Devil Realm, the flesh and blood could greatly improve the cultivation level.

But no matter how you stop it, Wang Lan will sneak out. Hit it, looking at that white and tender appearance, you can't get it off. Scold, he will look at you with big watery eyes.

Seeing that such a long time passed, Wang Lan was also safe and sound, and Lianghua Jing was helpless, so she shook her head and sighed, and no longer prevented him from waiting for Ze Yuan every day.

As Ze Yuan grew up, his power became stronger and stronger, and the name of the demon Ze Yuan gradually became known.

On this day, Wang Lan waited on the usual stone again, pulled a grass in his hand, and looked eagerly at the direction of Ze Yuan's arrival.

Seeing that a long time has passed since the usual time for the two to meet, the sun is about to set, and Ze Yuan's figure has not yet appeared.

Isn't your brother coming today? Still something delayed? Wang Lan pouted aggrievedly, his eyes were covered with moisture.

Seeing that the setting sun had fallen into the distant mountain top, the forest was also covered with a hazy black mist, and the little figure was sitting motionless even though his head was lowered.

Just when the crystal drop on the eyelashes was not falling, a voice rang from the side, "Wang Lan."

Ze Yuan stood there all over, his chest rising and falling and panting.

The face that had begun to take on the contours of an adult man, and drops of water slid down the firm and handsome chin.

As soon as the voice fell, saw that figure suddenly raised his head, and then, like a bird, rushed straight over, plunged into his arms, and buried his head on his chest.

"Why are you so late today? Where have you been?"

A muffled voice came from his chest, with an aggrieved nasal sound.

Ze Yuan stood there bewildered, looking at the dark and soft hair top in his arms.

The boy was still dripping wet. wanted to push away, but couldn't bear the softness, and the raised hand froze in the air like that.

"Say, where have you been, tell me to wait till now."

As soon as the grievances passed, Wang Lan began to interrogate angrily.

Now in front of Ze Yuan, he is no longer the soft ball, there is often a little bit fierce with teeth and claws.

"I heard from the Demon Guard that the dragons in Shuanglongtan often go out of the water to do evil recently. I just went to kill those two dragons today. I gave my father some pairs of boots with the skins of the dragons and brought you the dragon pill."

"This Jiao Dan is also called Dragon Ball. It will glow at night. I will give you two pills. Put them in the tent at night. You can't even use candlelight."

Although Ze Yuan's tired face was a little bit proud, after speaking, he stretched out his hands in his arms and fumbled for a while, and took out two shiny and shiny beads.

Gently raised Wang Lan's hand and placed it on the palm of his hand, "Here it is."

Wang Lan looked at the Flood Pill in her palm, and then at Ze Yuan.

I saw a lot of scratches on his clothes, revealing blood stains inside. A wound on his back was deep and long, and the flesh was still faintly rolled up.

My eyes started to turn red, and my lips trembled, "Who cares about your beads, I don't want them."

Seeing his expression like this, Ze Yuan couldn’t help but panicked, and said quickly: “Don’t just don’t, let’s don’t want this flood pill. My big black egg is about to hatch. When the little unicorn is out, I’ll catch one for you, okay? Let you keep and play."

"No, I don't want it." Wang Lan's tears began to fall.

Ze Yuan hurriedly wiped his tears. Seeing that white and tender skin, a red mark suddenly appeared as he wiped it with one hand. He couldn't help but feel more chaotic. He didn't know what to do.

While crying, Wang Lan couldn't help turning to look behind Ze Yuan to check the wound, and asked in a crying voice, "Do you hurt it?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, really." Ze Yuan said quickly.

Seeing Wanglan's tears still falling, Ze Yuan had only one thought in his heart, don't let him cry anymore.

Then, he gently lifted the face with his hands.

Wang Lan's face was small and white, because it was washed away by tears, it looked like a shiny piece of warm jade with crystal clear water droplets on it.

When the ghost sent him to the ground, he leaned down and held the tear with his mouth.

Wang Lan closed her eyes docilely, her eyelashes trembling lightly, but her tears flowed more violently.

Ze Yuan sucked those tears, and moved all the way, falling on the two pink lips.

...

When Ze Yuan raised his head, Wang Lan still closed his eyes.

I don't know when he has stopped tears. At this moment, his lips are slightly swollen, and the whole face is intoxicating pink. Seeing the thin eyelids with blue blood vessels open slightly, revealing the shining eyes of a morning star. Ze Yuan hurriedly let go, stepped back two steps, and stammered: "It's getting late, I, I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Wang Lan also rarely harassed him to prevent him from leaving, just lowered his head and groaned inaudibly.

Looking from the direction of Ze Yuan, the white and slender neck that was hanging down was covered with a layer of pink.

When he ran out for two steps, Ze Yuan stood still and turned his head and said loudly, "Wait for me tomorrow, I will come on time."

After finishing talking, he drew out his guns while running, threw them in the low air, and jumped up.

As soon as he flew out, I heard Wang Lan shouting behind him: "I know. You must remember to go back and get the medicine."

Ze Yuan stepped on the long spear and headed towards the Demon World, reached out his hand and touched his lips, a smile appeared on his face.

Soon after, Ze Yuan brought him a little unicorn who had just been weaned.

The whole body was pitch black, and his two yellow-orange eyes looked like two ambers. Wang Lan couldn't love it as soon as they saw it.

"Da Hei is fierce, I brought Little Black out secretly to play with you, and I have to take it back when it gets dark." Ze Yuan fiddled with Xiao Qilin's Xiao Nen horn, while looking at Little Black who was holding Little Black. Lan said.

"I know, I will play with Little Black occasionally." Wang Lan kissed Little Black's forehead, Little Black closed her eyes comfortably, and rubbed his chest affectionately.

Ze Yuan came to Xiyuegu every day with Xiao Hei. The two began to not only play in the valley, but to explore further areas.

On this day, Ze Yuan was holding a long spear, leaning against Wang Lan, who was holding Little Black in his chest, and the two flew low over the hidden sea.

The calm sea was blue, and from time to time there were dolphins jumping out of the sea lightly, and then hitting a small wave of waves, making Little Black let out a low roar.

At the end of the hidden sea is a high mountain, and the strange peaks towering into the clouds, you can still see the sky faintly, and there are some floating islands hanging in the air.

"Wow, what is that, the islands flying in the sky." Wang Lan excitedly tugged at Ze Yuan's clothes corner, pointing to the front with her finger, "Brother, let's go there to play and see those islands."

However, rarely, did not hear any response from behind.

Wang Lan turned her head curiously, seeing Ze Yuan dullly not talking, her eyes didn't look at the floating island, but stared under her feet.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you upset?" Seeing his appearance, Wang Lan couldn't help lowering his voice and asked cautiously.

After a while, Ze Yuan raised his head and looked at the floating island.

"Xiaolan, did I tell you that one of my closest relatives lives on the floating island."

It was the first time Wang Lan listened to him and shook his head quickly.

"Although I know he lives here, I have never been here. And I heard my father talk about it once, or after he got drunk, he accidentally said to me." Ze Yuan was emotional. It's a bit low.

"My father usually never talks about this person, but I know he actually misses him very much. I often see him standing on the roof of the palace alone at night, drinking and looking in this direction."

"In the moonlight and starry night, the floating island here will faintly appear in the sky."

"Then, what is the relationship between this person and you?" Wang Lan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Just when Wang Lan thought he would not answer, Ze Yuan's low voice sounded, still frustrated, "It's my mother."

After saying this, Ze Yuan looked at Wang Lan, wanting to see the expression on his face.

Hopefully, there is nothing strange on Lan's face, as if the sentence he heard was just the neighbor next door.

"Let's go, brother, let's go and take a look closer to your mother." Wang Lan looked up at him and said softly.

Ze Yuan's heart was immediately moved.

Because of anger or other reasons, he has never approached the floating island, nor has he asked his father about Cang Yi.

But when Wang Lan mentioned this, a strong emotion suddenly rose in her heart.

He silently said to himself: "Go and take a look, just take a look. It's not that I want to go, but Wang Lan wants to go."

The long spear flew up to the floating island, flying low over those lakes and fairy mountains.

Ze Yuan looked at the Qishan Gate, which was looming in the mist and mist in the distance, feeling like a drum.

That person, he lives in it.

The magic weapon landed in a medicinal field, and the purple herb rods undulated with the wind, and the strong color stretched to the horizon like a wave of wheat.

Wang Lan was running in the field, laughing and shouting, with excitement, "Brother, this place is so beautiful, we don't want to go back, okay?"

Ze Yuan looked at his shining eyes, the white porcelain skin on his face was also pink, and he couldn't help but nodded with a smile, "After that, we will live next to him."

"Well, let's build a wooden house and we will live here." Wang Lan nodded vigorously, for fear that he might not be sure enough.

Seeing the sky gradually dimmed, the two had to get up and leave.

As soon as took the magic weapon, saw a few people flying in the distance, and when saw them, slowly stopped in front of them.

"Two immortal friends of the Qishan School, Chen Qian in Xia Yulu Mountain, at the invitation of the Qishan Tianxuan elder, followed the head Wu Shizun to Qishan." A man dressed as a monk stood up and pointed at the two.

Wang Lan and Ze Yuan looked at each other, giggling and said, "We are not from Qishan, we are here to play."

A few people on the other side listened and looked up and down the two of them. The person who started talking turned his head and said behind him: "Master, let's go."

The person behind slightly nodded, but at the moment when Wang Lan passed by, he slightly narrowed his eyes and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Spirit baby! It will only take a few years to grow."

The smile was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, exuding the cold air of a yin bird.

Xia Yi suddenly felt a panic of fear and pain rising from the bottom of his heart, and the picture before him turned into darkness.

He heard himself panting quickly, and a group of people laughed triumphantly in his ears, his body seemed to be tied to a cold stone slab, and his whole body was in pain.

He was full of panic, wanted to yell, wanted to yell elder brother, father and mother, but he opened his mouth and heard only the strange noise from his throat.

It hurts, whole body hurts, feel wronged, where is brother, where are you? Xiaolan hurts...

Xia Yi felt that his throat was tightened by huge fear, and he began to struggle violently, breathing heavily.

"Junior Brother Xia, Junior Brother Xia, wake up." An anxious call came from my ear, pulling Xia Yi out of the abyss-like darkness.

"Junior Brother Xia, what's wrong with you?" Qing Siu looked at Xia Yi who was trembling in coma and opened his eyes suddenly, watching the heavy breathing violently above his head, and couldn't help asking tremblingly.

Xia Yi slowly turned her gaze while panting. As far as she could see, she looked at a huge rock dome, surrounded by a few strange faces looking at herself anxiously, one of whom was an acquaintance who cleared his sleeves.

The author has something to say: a fat chapter.