In Wenqing Palace, little Yan Yun's laughter continued. The demonic blade grew bigger and was swaying in the air while carrying him. Little Yan Yun shouted from time to time, "Father, shake it faster, shake it faster …" Yan Zhuixing crossed his arms and looked at him with a doting expression.
The hipster sat on the steps in the house with a blissful expression. Her knees were cushioned by a piece of white silk that was stretched tight with a bamboo strip. She was embroidering a butterfly that was about to fly. One of the pairs of butterflies had been embroidered, and the other one was almost done as well. It would be completed with just two tentacles.
The hipster who was immersed in her embroidery would look up at the father and son from time to time. She would shake her head and smile warmly before continuing to embroider. She had completely shed the image of an unruly princess and was now a good wife and loving mother. Some people said that a good wife and loving mother was not born naturally. Most of them were formed after time. It was probably referring to women like her!
She liked her current life very much and was very satisfied with it. The exciting Cultivation World that Yan Zhuixing told her about was not tempting to her at all because it was too far away from her. She did not have too many desires and only hoped that her family could live peacefully like this.
"Father, I want to ride a horse!" Little Yan Yun, who was riding on the demonic blade, suddenly shouted.
"Okay!" Yan Zhuixing nodded amiably. The demonic blade flipped over and little Yan Yun landed in his father's arms with a cheer. The demonic blade also quickly shrunk and flashed into Yan Zhuixing's storage bag. Yan Zhuixing put down his son and knelt down on all fours. Little Yan Yun immediately climbed onto his back and sat on it, hitting Yan Zhuixing's butt with the back of his hand and shouting, "Giddy, giddy, giddy!"
Yan Zhuixing immediately smiled and quickly got up from the ground. Who would have thought that the great devil that shocked the Cultivation World would do something like this? When the hipster saw this, her face immediately changed and she shouted, "Yan Yun, don't treat your father like this. Get down now."
Yan Yun pouted. Yan Zhuixing immediately turned around and smiled at the hipster. "It's okay. If the kid wants to play, play with him!" However, perhaps Yan Yun realized his mistake or was afraid of his mother who was fierce in appearance, he immediately slid down from Yan Zhuixing's back.
"Why are you unhappy?" Yan Zhuixing raised his hand and scratched little Yan Yun's nose. Then, he carried him and sat beside Hipster. Wen Qing glared at the father and son pair, then continued to bury her head in embroidering her butterfly.
Seeing that his son was still looking away with a straight face, Yan Zhuixing immediately turned his little head over and frowned, "Yun 'er, don't be angry with your mother. Remember, when you grow up, you have to take good care of your mother, or I will be unhappy. "
Yan Yun pouted and said, "Don't I have Father to take care of me?" His words obviously still remembered the hatred of Wen Qing scolding him, he completely had the temperament of a child.
"If Father goes far away, can't you help Father take care of Mother?" As soon as Yan Zhuixing's words came out, Wen Qing beside him trembled and suddenly turned to look at him. After the expression on her face changed for a while, she didn't see any other meaning from Yan Zhuixing. It seemed that he was just educating a child. She then lowered her head and continued to embroider her butterfly, but the stitches were messy. It seemed that she was a little absent-minded and worried about something.
"Then I will take care of Mother, but Father, don't go too far away! Come back soon! "Yan Yun threw himself on him and said while hugging his neck. Yan Zhuixing smiled and replied with an "En". He gently patted his back and asked, "If Father goes far away, will you miss Father?" Wen Qing suddenly bit her lips while Yan Zhuixing glanced at her slightly.
"Yes!"
"Why?"
Yan Yun propped himself up and looked at Yan Zhuixing righteously. He said, "Because Father is the most powerful person in the world. I will think that Father will teach me to be the most powerful person in the world when he comes back."
The most powerful person in the world? The scene of Yue Qianchou severely injuring him and causing him to flee appeared in Yan Zhuixing's mind, but he still said, "Okay! It's a deal! " He held his son in his arms again and looked outside the palace with a resolute gaze. He thought to himself, "Father won't let you down. When father comes back, you will see the most powerful father in the world. I will also train you to become the most powerful person in the world …"
After all, a child's physical strength and energy were limited. After playing for a while, he soon fell asleep on Yan Zhuixing's shoulder. Yan Zhuixing gently carried him into the room and settled him down. Then, he came out and sat beside Wen Qing. He looked at Wen Qing who was embroidering and had a lot of thoughts.
"Finally finished!" Wen Qing heaved a sigh of relief and pulled Yan Zhuixing's thoughts back to reality. She said with a smile, "Let me see how good Madam's craftsmanship is." When he took the embroidery from Wen Qing's hand, his nose slightly twitched and he smelled a little blood. He glanced at Wen Qing's hand and saw a few small needle marks on her left index finger. Obviously, she was pricked by an embroidery needle. In fact, the embroidery needle was not sharp. It could be seen how absent-minded she was to be able to prick her finger.
Yan Zhuixing looked at the embroidery carefully. There were two pairs of butterflies hovering on a big auspicious red peony flower. There were a few spots of blood beside the peony flower. Obviously, it was left by the embroidery needle when it pricked her hand.
"It's really beautiful. I can almost smell the fragrance of the peony flower. And these two butterflies are almost alive. I didn't expect the dignified Bi Wan Kingdom's princess to have such craftsmanship." Yan Zhuixing glanced at Wen Qing, who was stunned at the side, and pointed at the tentacle of a butterfly. He shook his head and said, "But the stitches here are obviously not tight enough. It's a little messy. Little Qing, are you thinking of something?"
Wen Qing came back to her senses and stared at him. She bit her lip and said, "Are you leaving again?"
Yan Zhuixing smiled and exerted force in his hand. The round bamboo strip with the white silk immediately shattered into dust. He shook the embroidery, folded it, and put it into his storage bag. He said with a smile, "I want to keep this embroidery with me. Whenever I see it, I will think of you and Yun 'er." The meaning in his words was very obvious. He had already indirectly answered Wen Qing's question. In fact, the conversation he had with his son before was to let her be mentally prepared.
"Can you not leave me and Yun 'er behind? Stop fighting and killing. Can't you just stay with us mother and son for the rest of our lives?" Hipster suddenly knelt down in front of him, hugging his leg as she pleaded. However, Yan Zhuixing's indifferent expression as he looked outside the palace made her unable to continue pestering him. She could only take a step back and squeeze out a forced smile, "Then how long will you be gone this time? When will you be back?"
Yan Zhuixing turned around and reached out to caress her cheek. He said with a smile, "The reason I'm leaving this time is so that one day, our family can live together forever. I have already forged a demonic body and can live forever. Yun 'er also has the aptitude for cultivation, so he can at least live for a long time. However, you … How can I bear to see you grow old alone? "
The image of her white hair while her husband and son were still young appeared in Wen Qing's mind. She couldn't help but shudder and didn't know what to do for a moment. When she woke up from her daze, she realized that she had already been carried by Yan Zhuixing to the bed in the inner room. Needless to say, it was another flood of erotic light …
After their indulgence, the two of them hugged each other naked. Yan Zhuixing caressed her smooth body and sighed, "You don't have to worry about Yun 'er's future. I have already made arrangements in secret. When he grows up and starts to understand, there will naturally be people who will teach him what to do."
"Could it be that you are so heartless to abandon us and leave on your own?" Wen Qing sobbed as she lay on his chest.
"Father's vengeance is absolutely irreconcilable! Besides, there's still grandfather, master and a group of senior brothers. As long as a man is courageous, how can he endure humiliation to live … "Yan Zhuixing slowly told Wen Qing the information he had obtained from Wen Rui in detail, so that she could understand the deep hatred she had to bear.
"It's Yue Qianchou again! Why does he always make life difficult for you? "Wen Qing was gnashing her teeth in hatred.
"You are still young, only in your twenties. You still have many days to live. If there is still no news of me after ten years, then don't wait for me. Change … find a good man and remarry! I don't blame you. "
After Yan Zhuixing said this, he ignored Wen Qing's crazy sobs and directly pushed her to the side. He got off the bed naked. He walked to the center of the spacious room barefoot. He raised his hand and the devil blade flashed into his hand from the storage bag on the floor. He grabbed the devil blade with his right hand and fiercely slashed the palm of his left hand. He clenched his left hand into a fist and fresh blood immediately dripped onto the bright and clean floor. Blood splattered everywhere and not long after, there was a large pool of bright red and dazzling blood on the floor.
"What are you doing?" Wen Qing on the bed cried out in alarm. She jumped off the bed in a panic and hugged him. Yan Zhuixing suddenly turned around and stared at her coldly. "Did I waste my words just now? Go back to the bed and don't ruin my plans. "With a wave of his hand, Yan Zhuixing lightly threw her back to the bed and cried.
When the blood on the floor had almost accumulated, Yan Zhuixing suddenly opened his bloody fist. Black killing intent immediately enveloped the bright red wound on his palm. The wound became smaller and smaller and soon, there was no scar at all. It was truly miraculous. Wen Qing was dumbfounded. Only then did she know that he wasn't harming himself. There was indeed an important matter.
Then she saw him put his hands together and holding the devil blade in between his palms while muttering to himself. No one knew what he was chanting. When the devil blade in his palm started to shine with a faint red light, he single-handedly grabbed a corner of the devil blade and twisted it like a spinning top. The devil blade that was emitting a faint red light suddenly spun in the air like a red ball of light. It lightly floated down to the pool of blood on the floor and began to spin. The pool of blood on the floor also suddenly emitted a faint red light, shining dimly and dimly …
On the Obedient Island of the Demon Domain, a strong wind suddenly rose in the surroundings, whistling incessantly as if it was going to blow the house away. Lady Mu, who was sitting cross-legged in the house, suddenly opened her eyes and teleported to the side of the Thousand Mile Lake. The wind was abnormally strong, causing her white dress to flutter. She couldn't help but look around strangely. One must know that the Obedient Island had always been sunny. Apart from man-made factors, there had never been such a strong wind …
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