Yun Xiaoqing pursed her lips and suddenly looked perturbed. She sighed softly and muttered, "If he knew about this, what would he think? Would he not like it?"
As she spoke, she bit her lips lightly and unconsciously placed one hand on her lower abdomen.
Yun Jian smiled and said, "Silly girl, don't worry. Black Wolf will definitely be very happy."
Yun Xiaoqing looked a little worried. She looked at Yun Jian and said, "Big brother, how did you know?"
Yun Jian laughed and shook his head to comfort her. "You are childhood sweethearts and grew up together. Others may not understand this relationship, but do you not believe him? Moreover, we cultivators steal the creation of heaven and earth to obtain supreme power. The price is that it is difficult to have children. The higher the cultivation realm, the more it is so. Now that you are pregnant with his child, this is a joyous occasion. Would Black Wolf be angry? "
Yun Xiaoqing's eyes flickered. There seemed to be a layer of ripples in her crystal clear eyes. They were bright and had a hint of depth. After a while, she finally nodded heavily. A smile appeared on her face again. She nodded and said, "Big brother, you are right."
Yun Jian smiled and touched Yun Xiaoqing's head dotingly. He said, "Anyway, I am waiting for my nephew to be born. Oh yes, I forgot to tell you. Father also knows about this. "
"Ah!" Yun Xiaoqing was shocked. Her face turned red and she was embarrassed and annoyed. She said angrily, "Big brother, why did you say such things? Father is going to scold me to death."
Yun Jian sneered and said, "Why would Father scold you? Let me tell you frankly. Father is very happy about this!"
Yun Xiaoqing's eyes widened and she said in disbelief, "Really?"
Yun Jian said, "Of course. Otherwise, why do you think Black Wolf could enter the forbidden land of the desolate valley and even participate in the God Subduing Mantra? Even if he has the secret technique to condense the Blood Soul Crystal, it is still possible to not let him participate at the most crucial moment. "
Yun Xiaoqing said softly, "You mean, Father wants to …"
Yun Jian continued with a smile, "Naturally, after knowing that he's about to have a grandson, he finally sees Hei Lang as a family. The Dao techniques that the two of us cultivate are in conflict with the God Subduing Mantra, so we can't get close to the valley. But Hei Lang has the bloodline of the Burning Blood Crystal, so he's close to the God Subduing Mantra. If we don't vigorously support our future son-in-law, who else can we support? "
Yun Xiaoqing's face revealed a look of relief and joy. She nodded repeatedly and looked at the dark valley. She put her hands together in front of her chest and prayed softly, "May everything go smoothly and everyone return safely."
After saying that, she glanced around from the corner of her eyes. Suddenly, she saw something and let out an "Ah!" as if she was pleasantly surprised.
Yun Jian looked from the side and saw Yun Xiaoqing walk to the side and pluck something from the wild grass on the ground.
Yun Jian took a closer look and saw that it was a red flower. Yun Xiaoqing beamed and said to Yun Jian, "Big Brother, look, the Acacia flower has bloomed."
Yun Jian shrugged his shoulders. The Acacia Flower was just a common wildflower that could be found everywhere in the mountains. It had no spiritual tattoos, nor was it a spiritual material or a medicinal herb. It was useless to cultivators, so he said grumpily, "It's just a wildflower. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Yun Xiaoqing didn't care about him and only smiled as she held the red Acacia flower in her palm and looked at it. Then, she said with a smile, "This flower has bloomed so beautifully, it must be a good omen."
The night wind blew, and the bright red petals of the Acacia flower trembled slightly in her snow-white palm, as if they were whispering softly.
…
Hei Lang walked into the misty valley. At first, the path was a rugged path between two towering peaks, but as he went deeper, the path gradually widened. What was strange was that he didn't light any lamps along the way, and his surroundings were dark, but he didn't make any mistakes, as if he was already very familiar with the terrain here.
After walking through the small path into the valley, although it was still dark ahead, Hei Lang seemed to have adapted to the darkness, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to have become even more flat. This was the middle of the valley. Because of a strange reason, this valley looked ordinary, but in reality, there were no spiritual herbs that could grow in this valley. There were mostly ordinary weeds and trees, as well as common wildflowers like the Acacia flower.
Because of this, to the cultivators in the world, this valley was desolate, and this was where the name "Desolate Valley" came from.
Hei Lang looked forward and saw that in the center of the valley in front of him, there was a ball of fire burning! This scene reflected in this valley that was completely shrouded in darkness, and the dot of fire was especially conspicuous.
He took a deep breath. At this moment, when there was no one around, he looked a little nervous, and kept staring at that spot. After a while, he gently spat out a turbid breath, and his face quickly returned to calmness. Then he strode towards the light of the fire.
Under the night sky, the depths of the valley seemed to be filled with a strange aura. It was invisible and colorless, but it seemed to be everywhere, which made people's heart beat faster. It seemed to be an emotion of admiration and fear for the unknown and terrible power.
The flames came from a bonfire burning in the valley. What was lit was not firewood, but some strange things. Bones, furs, stones, oddly shaped medicinal herbs, and the strangest thing was large chunks of flesh and blood. They burned silently just like that.
If one walked closer, he would find that the strange fuel would flash with strange spirit patterns from time to time, flashing and emitting invisible but strong waves.
A large wooden sign about 10 meters high was inserted outside the bonfire. As Hei Lang had seen before, it was painted with a giant tree pattern of immortals and ghosts.
Next to the bonfire sat three old men. One of them had a plain face that looked like an immortal, and the outline of his face was vaguely similar to Yun Jian. He was sitting on the main seat of honor. The old man on his left was bald and fat, but he had a pair of white eyebrows that hung down his cheeks. The old man on his right was thin, dark, and haggard, with only skin left on his face. He looked somewhat terrifying.
Hei Lang walked to the bonfire and bowed to the three old men, saying, "Greetings, elders."
The three people turned to look at him at the same time. The dignified elder and the fat elder both nodded, but the skinny and haggard elder's face darkened. He suddenly sneered and said, "Yun Shouyang, what right does your subordinate have to be in the Divine Formation?"
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