Longyuan City, the backyard of the royal palace.

It was a quiet winter afternoon. Everything in the front yard of the Longyuan Prince Mansion was as usual, but the back yard was very solemn.

There were at least dozens of people on duty in the courtyard, and no one was allowed to approach.

In the quiet courtyard, there are only Zhang Wen'an and the old princess, and even a maid is not around.

"How long has it been, how long has it been..."

Zhang Wen'an paced back and forth, feeling nervous and a little anxious.

This day came too late, not an hour later, but a year and a half.

As the saying goes, ten months of pregnancy, but this is far more than two ten months. Even if this is not a normal childbirth, it seems too unusual.

He paced back and forth, and the old princess couldn't calm down, and she couldn't help but stop turning the Buddhist beads and bracelets:

"If you don't shut up, get out!"

"have to……"

Zhang Wen'an hurriedly closed his mouth, but the palm of his palm that was holding the bamboo stick was a little wet.

"Amitabha, Amitabha..."

The old princess closed her eyes, kept turning the Buddhist beads, and prayed silently in her heart.

"Miss……"

What was different from the two of them imagined was that in the room, the little maid who had been studying for half a year had a hard time delivering her baby and had nowhere to start.

The water vapor that was evaporated like fog came from nowhere, filling the entire room with a fog.

Can't see anything clearly.

"Donglong Dao Fruit, magical powers are not extinguished..."

In the mist, Yu Fengxian was sitting quietly, and the fine beads of sweat wet their hair and flowed down their cheeks.

She is giving birth.

But it's different from what anyone imagines.

She gave birth to a child with supernatural powers.

Buzz ~

The buzzing sound seemed to be there and there was nothing, and it seemed to flow out from the depths of the soul, gathering in the misty light on her lower abdomen.

After being promoted to the second level of magical power, Yu Fengxian realized how Langjiang Laolong had plotted against him back then.

The East Dragon is never extinguished, and the inheritance is endless.

This magical power not only gave her an incomparable huge energy, but also gave her an incredible magical power for ordinary people.

God and energy can give birth to the Son of God.

She doesn't need children, but since her grandmother wants it, she can't refuse, but she can't let her get married, but she can't.

After she was promoted to the second level of magical power, she breathed a sigh of relief, but magical powers could not be created out of nothing, and needed to rely on them.

Or, it requires a wisp of ‘god’.

In the end, she chose Yang Yu for the first time in her life, and she repaid with gratitude...

"call!"

"suck!"

In the room, the fog rose, and the little maid retreated in the horror. She felt that there seemed to be a huge creature in the fog, which made her feel terrified.

She wanted to rush out the door several times, but she didn't dare to. She had to approach the wall carefully and dared not come out.

call!

It seems like a moment, but it seems like a long time.

The long breathing sounds in the fog are gone, and what can be replaced by extreme fluctuations.

Only Yu Fengxian could detect that strands of essence overflowed from her lower abdomen and gathered into a group between her hands...

"Are you going to give birth?!"

Outside the fog, the little maid's heart beat faster. She wanted to go forward, but she didn't dare to go forward.

And just as she was suffering and waiting, a very loud cry suddenly sounded in the fog!

"Wow!"

As soon as the cry sounded, the whole house seemed to tremble, and then the mist filled the house suddenly squeezed through the doors and windows!

All the decorations in the house, as well as the little maid, were rejected.

"mother!"

The exhausted Yu Fengxian couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and a crying scream came to her heart.

mother……

The never-before-known name made Yu Fengxian stunned on the spot, and almost forgot to find out where the voice came from.

What mother?

Call me?!

Yu Fengxian lowered her head in shock, looked at the cried meat ball in front of her, and subconsciously pressed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in front of her couch.

"Mom, it's me! Don't draw your sword, don't draw your sword!

I am Zhang Xuan. I will talk to you twenty-nine years later. I don’t have much time, so listen to me…”

Yu Fengxian reacted. The moment she wanted to lift the knife, the voice in her heart suddenly became a few loud tones, but at the same time, it became extremely blurry and distorted:

"...Go and save him, go and save him! Tell him, don't break through Shidu, Lu... everyone will die!!!"

“???”

Yu Fengxian looked around in a daze, then looked down at the crying baby in front of her, but she didn't react for a long time:

"Save, who should I save?"

...

...

Huh ~

The cold wind blows heavy snow, and the world is full of slaughter.

Ding'an Road is still northwest and is still a border. The heavy snow comes early and goes late.

At this time, just after the end of the year, there was no peace in Ding'an City. There were few pedestrians and vendors, and the cold wind was filled with bleakness and coldness.

A storm is coming.

If someone looks down from a high place, you can see that the smoke from Ding'an City seems to have decreased a lot, but the few are not just soldiers rushing to the border.

"This day has arrived after all..."

Walking alone on the empty street, Li Chuang's expression was indifferent, but his heart was filled with gloom.

With the support of Liansheng Education, in just a few years, he captured the entire Ding'an Road. Wherever he passed, many cities fell in sight.

However, in the next ten years, he was trapped in this Ding'an city.

The three border roads are the same, and the terrain of Ding'an Road is much better than that of the northwest. According to the experts in Liansheng Sect, you can retreat to the northwest and Longyuan, and you can see Dongyang and Linlong.

But only when he was really here did he realize the difficulty of the situation.

Dongyang Road is far away from Dongyue across the inner sea, while Linlong Road on the other side has the silence of King Zhao of Xifu, and is powerful.

And Longyuan, northwest...

"Prime Yang!"

He would wake up from his dreams countless times when he dreamed at midnight, and once reached the point where he didn't want to hear people mention this name.

But when this day really came, Li Chuang found that he was very calm.

"As the saying goes, the money falls and the money scatters scatter. You have not yet fallen, but the money scatters on and under the tree seem to have escaped a lot..."

A faint voice came:

"Half a lifetime of hard work, the foundation that has been working hard for more than ten years seems to collapse. Are you willing?"

Li Chuang slowly looked up, and before he knew it, he came to this small temple again. In the wind and snow, the clay sculptures that looked like Buddhas and gods in the small temple seemed to be smiling.

"Actually, you should have expected all this. Whether it is Liansheng Sect or the mobs under your command, they cannot be used as the foundation..."

The clay sculpture has a light opening:

"It is natural for them to abandon you when they go astray. Not to mention that Yang Yu, who pushed Mobei alone and overwhelmed the two countries with his own hands..."

"If you want to ridicule, there is no need! Li Chuang could not be a postman from Long Yuan and had nothing, but now he lost it again, so what can he do?"
To be continued...