Chapter 314 Reclaiming the Famous Chapter

It is really hard to bear. When the love is so strong, you can't help but want to invade everything about the other party.

Restrain, restrain and restrain, this unbearable poison is like a tarsal bone, which makes people's internal organs churn.

Since the power lost control when I summoned the divine tiger, the two little ancestors began to sleep and didn't kick me for a long time. They seemed to be accumulating strength to prepare for their final growth.

I vaguely felt that this moment was right in front of me. This kind of spiritual connection made me very nervous, and I became a little scared and anxious.

"Qiyun, I feel like it's getting soon. Today my stomach seems to be much quieter. At most, they will turn over... Will they be born suddenly?" I held his hand and had no intention of learning to pinch and chant the mantra.

Jiang Qiyun let me pinch his finger: "You are not in the book of life and death, and you can't find such an accurate time, but the spiritual fetus is in harmony with you. If you feel that you are about to give birth, it should be... Don't go out these two days, just stay at home."

"Ah, but tomorrow I will go to Tongxuan Society to visit the old lady Ma, and ask her if she knows about Mingzhang and see if she can come back." I said seriously.

"...Mu Xiaoqiao, why are you so paranoid? What you have determined is so disobedient?" He pinched my cheek and shook it: "It's not your fault that it's your fault that Ming Zhang is lost, why are you keep taking it on yourself?"

"That's what you gave me... I attach great importance to it." I looked up at him.

His strands of hair, the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and the tips of his nose and lips, accompanied me through the four seasons in the quiet night.

I held my body up and tried to touch his cold lips.

He immediately raised his hand and pressed the back of my neck, pressed me in his arms and lowered his head to kiss him deeply.

Exercise force, but restrained.

I wanted to swallow it violently, but I was afraid of being hurt at all.

His emotions were transmitted through his chest, and his love surged and domineeringly swept across his body, like a trickle of water soaking his bone marrow.

"Xiao Qiao..." He called softly, his lips slightly separated.

The little silver thread that was connected to our lips was shy and crazy.

I took the initiative to kiss him, and I was so sacrificed that I could not dedicate my flesh, blood and even my soul, just to support him.

"In Miaowang City, I just want to say..." His breath was a little unstable, and he brushed across my lips coldly.

"say what?"

"...When will I be with you without any worries? I don't have to watch your reluctant gaze leave every day. Every time I turn around, I feel indebted..." He bit his fingers down my ears with a little bit of a ruthless voice, and his voice sank into the side of his neck.

"What did you say, "Don't you worry? Are you just together now?"

He chuckled and shook his head: "...It's different. If I can be free and easy, I can hold you on my knees at any time without letting go of you."

"Ah~~ You're not tired of it." I smiled and shrank my neck.

"I've been tired of it? I haven't been tired of it for so many years. How many days have I been with you? If I want to get tired of it, it will be a thousand years later." He said with a chuckling.

"That's a matter of time sooner or later. What should I do if I get tired of it?"

"...I'm tired of it, just change your position and just lie down and hug you."

I couldn't help but bit my lips and smiled. I didn't have any power to resist his love words.

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The office of Tongxuanhui in this city is a big mansion that is aged. It was applied to be a place of religious activities. There is a sign of Tongxuanhui hanging at the door, as well as several small golden plaques from related units.

Such an open and upright "feudal superstition" will not be underestimated.

The three monks, Taoists and laymen, each took turns to be in charge of the affairs for three months. Now it is the old lady Ma who is in charge. She is over 100 years old and has to leave the trivial matters to her disciples. She should have many disciples, and the one who is in charge of the woman named Zhao is the one who is in charge of her.

"Just call me Sister Zhao. Do you want to join the club or..." Sister Zhao looked in her early forties, looking smart and capable.

"We want to report to Mrs. Ma for something and ask her to return something."

"Return the things?" Sister Zhao expressed a little unhappy: "Are you here to ask for things? When did my master take your things?

"Sister, don't be nervous. We are here to find Mrs. Ma to make the decision." My brother quickly explained.

He was a little afraid of such a stingy middle-aged woman. He always felt that such a woman was particularly difficult to deal with because she was thick-skinned and unforgiving, and was very tiring to deal with.

Sister Zhao snorted softly: "Tell me clearly, I thought you were here to make trouble."

"How could it be? Have you ever seen pregnant women come to the door for trouble? What about brains? As expected, people say that beautiful women are not very good at brains." My brother smiled and complimented.

Sister Zhao curled her lips and smiled, "You southern men are just sweet-mouthed and can coax people. Let's go, my master doesn't see anyone easily, it depends on your fate."

She took us to the main house in the backyard of the big mansion, where old lady Ma stayed inside, and a young female disciple in her twenties opened the door.

Sister Zhao said, "Junior Sister Qi, there is a man and a woman who come to find the master to make the decision. How is her master in spirit?"

The junior sister Qi pursed and said, "Master already knows. I let them go in and talk, and drove me out. Hey, who are you two? Can you actually give your master a different look?"

My brother smiled and said, "Your master is much smarter than you. I know that some people cannot offend you."

"snort."

When I first saw Mrs. Ma, I thought I had seen a zombie.

The old lady was thin, short, with shriveled limbs and sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking like she was sitting and melted!

The peach wood beads on her hands were very small, but they coiled around the forearms of her hands. Judging from the number, she had walked at least nearly a hundred times in her life.

If an ordinary person is attacked by a ghost once, the sequelae can last for many years, and some people who are entangled will die.

And her ability to walk on the upper body is amazing.

"Old Mrs. Ma, the two juniors from the Mu family are here to pay tribute to you." My brother said hello with a sweet mouth.

Old Mrs. Ma opened her turbid eyes and stared at me and said, "Mingzhang...Mingzhang was taken away by those people. Do you want to chase after me?"

"How do you know what we are asking? We want to know who is a person who is not very eye-catching and dares to hide the name of the God of the Underworld."

"Hmph... I am an old witch, and I'm the best at guessing." She smiled self-deprecatingly: "The things you are looking for are hidden in the nightmare by someone using great magic. Humph, I'm afraid the immortal gods dare not get involved... Listen to my advice, let's forget it..."

"What you said is so mysterious. How many immortal gods have you seen?" My brother smiled disapprovingly.

The witch can only believe in three points.
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