Although Huo Qing knew something was wrong, he was unwilling to believe that Xiao Zhiming had returned to the verge of sleeping!

Three years of lovesickness suddenly became empty, Xiao Zhiming's voice, appearance, smile, and flashed through his mind. Huo Qing was sad and staggered to the bed more staggered than Xiao Yu, holding Xiao Zhiming's hand with his hand, and said sadly: "Zhiming..."

"Bada..." Xiao Zhiming's tears finally dripped in his right face.

Although this voice was light, it still shocked Huo Qing, "She... she died with her eyes closed, and she still... is waiting for me to come..."

"My father-in-law..." Huo Qing raised his head and shouted, "How did Zhiming die? What disease did she have??"

Xiao Yu didn't say anything and gave a wink at Wenpo. Wenpo naturally knew Huo Qing and hurriedly brought a baby wrapped in a thin quilt from the bedside.

"What?" Huo Qing was confused when he looked at the thin quilt in Wen Po's arms.

What does this mean?

Hug...why do you give me a kid?

"I'll die of dying from labor tomorrow..."

"Ah!!" Huo Qing jumped up and shouted, "My father-in-law, you... don't joke with your son-in-law, how is this possible? This... this is not done by your son-in-law!"

"If you did it..." Xiao Yu said calmly, "Will I let you wait outside for eighteen days?"

"How is that possible?" Huo Qing's face turned like a mortal face. He turned to look at Xiao Zhiming and said incrediblely, "She...she..."

"If I know who it is, I will definitely crush his bones and ashes..."

"Master, young master..." At this time, the stable woman said hurriedly, "Little... Miss is still... still virgin..."

Wenpo said this, more than the thunder outside, Xiao Yu and Huo Qing were shocked. They said in unison: "How is that possible?"

"Master, young master..." Wen Po explained, "I have seen countless people, how can I lie to you? When I delivered the baby, my virgin jade bi was not damaged!"

"Ah!" Xiao Yu suddenly thought of something. He walked to another part of the bed and carefully took out Xiao Zhiming's other arm from the thin quilt. Sure enough, on his shoulder, a geological sand was as dazzling as a star!

Huo Qing couldn't help but feel dizzy and his body shaking a little. By chance, the light of his eyes just swept to the baby in Wenpo's arms. He had never seen the baby's appearance. He first saw half a faint jade pendant hanging on the baby's neck. At this time, the jade pendant emitted a faint halo, as if a gentle call.

"This... this Ming Pei is..." Huo Qing asked.

The gentle lady replied: "It was the lady who hanged the child with her own hands..."

"I...I understand..." Huo Qing bit his lip lightly, as if he heard Xiao Zhiming's voice in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out to touch Ming Pei.

"Not good!" Just as Huo Qing touched Ming Pei, his eyes suddenly shrank, looked at Xiao Yu, and shouted anxiously, "Golden Feather Guard!"

Xiao Yu said word by word: "Jinyu Guard Zhao Fan is in the city guarding palace in Luobei City..."

"I understand..." Huo Qing nodded fiercely, and finally glanced at Xiao Zhiming who was like a holy lotus on the bed, and said resolutely: "I will let Zhiming's bloodline stay in Luofu Tiandi!"

The rainstorm was like a rush, the black clouds were pressing against the top, the mountains were like crawling monsters, the mountains and forests were like fairies shaking flags and shouting, and the world was mourning for Xiao Zhiming's death.

A talisman ship flashed through the continuous rain. Huo Qing held the child in his arms, and wrote in mid-air with an ink pen. The child blocked the red light and shadow on his chest, but the shiny colors on the ink pen were eye-catching. The seal characters fell into the shiny colors as the shiny colors fell into the shiny ship, and the shiny ship trembled and broke through the rain!

"Young Master Huo..." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the wind and rain, "Why is this? Xiao Zhiming betrayed his marriage and had a child. You should strangle her child to death with his own hands..."

"Hmph..." Huo Qing snorted coldly and did not answer, but he was distracted after all, and the seal characters in his pen were not smooth, so the talisman boat paused in the rain.

In the darkness, a golden talisman ship was chasing him quickly.

Huo Qing was anxious, and the red light and shadow on his chest was made of red, "Puff..." Huo Qing's ink pen exploded, and the talisman ship slid hundreds of feet in the air and slowly fell down!

The talisman ship that was chasing also fell down, and a Jinyu Guard about meter tall stepped out from inside. The Jinyu Guard's cheeks were thin and his eyes were sunken. Isn't it Zhao Fan?

"Young Master Huo..." Zhao Fan walked over step by step, mud and water splashed under his feet. He stared at Huo Qing and said, "Zhao and You Have Something to Do You... It's a embarrassing Zhao!"

"It's just a little flashy socializing..." Huo Qing was already wet at this time. He couldn't wipe away the rain from his face, and protected the wrap in his arms with all his might, shouting, "What's the point compared to flesh and blood affection?"

"Oh, you finally admit it!" Zhao Fan sighed, "However, I hope the young master will understand Zhao's embarrassment. This... This is the decree issued by His Majesty in Hao Palace. If Zhao does not obey the sage, the one who dies will be Zhao. Xiao Zhiming on the left is already dead. The young master is looking for a partner and how about giving birth to a new son?"

"Dream..." Huo Qing shouted hysterically and slowly retreated.

"Then I'm sorry!"

Zhao Fan took out a slender ink pen from his sleeve. The ink pen was blue and purple, and the brush was pure red. As Zhao Fan rotated between his chest, a mighty air flowed into the ink pen. Zhao Fan wrote quickly, and seal characters were revealed one by one. These seal characters were not ordinary poems, but these characters fell into the air, and the rain and mist were pouring in crazily. It took only a moment, and a long arrow with a foot thickness of a fist and a length of several feet condensed.

The long arrow was covered with strange textures, and the ant-sized handwriting slowly overflowed. A must-kill aura covered Huo Qing's chest with the tip of the arrow!

Huo Qing's color changed. He stretched out his index finger and put it in his mouth to bite it. He wrote a blood-colored poem and essay "brushed". The blood-colored poem condensed into a shield to block his chest, but the cold could not be blocked at all, and it was close to the bone marrow.

"Young Master, I recite poems and paintings, and I am singing to the moon. I can't compare to you!" Zhao Fan said leisurely, "But when it comes to killing people, your talisman pen is not stained with blood..."

As Zhao Fan was just talking, the talisman hanging on his armor suddenly flashed with red light.

Zhao Fan frowned and hurriedly took the Fuxin. Unlike Huo Qing's Fuxin, a green crane popped up from Zhao Fan's Fuxin. The green crane opened his mouth and said, "Reported to the Lord, Xiao Qian, the butler of Xiao Mansion, drove the Fuxin car out of Luobei City. It was also found that there were Yuanfeng Tea Shop clerk Ding Yuan and Ding Yuan's foolish woman on the car, and there was a vague sound of a baby crying in the car..."

"Ah?" Zhao Fan was stunned.

"Damn it!" Huo Qing was furious. He threw the package he had just protected in his hand into the mud and water on the ground, and then threw out a talisman horse. When Huo Qing's hand was blood on the talisman horse's eyes, the talisman horse roared "sparsely" and suddenly became bigger.

Huo Qing jumped onto the talisman horse, and slapped the talisman horse's forehead. Fog grew under the talisman horse's feet, and quickly followed the original path.

Zhao Fan woke up and patted the condensed arrow. The arrow turned into black gas and fell into his ink pen. Then Zhao Fan raised his hand and grabbed the package that Huo Qing had discarded in the mud!

There was naturally a baby inside the package, but the baby did not seem to have just been born. It was special. The baby's eyebrows and eyes were crooked and saliva flowed between the corners of his mouth. Even if it was thunder and heavy rain, the baby closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear.

"No wonder there has been no sound or crying. It turns out that he is a dementia!" Zhao Fan was so amazed and cried, saying to himself, "This... is the child of that fool's woman!"

After saying that, Zhao Fan shook his hand and threw the package into the mud and water, lifted his feet and was about to step on it. At this moment, a red flash in the Fuxin again. Zhao Fan knew that there must be something urgent. He glanced at the baby who was covered with rain on his face, and he still didn't cry or make a fuss like a dead corpse. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, turned around and jumped onto the Fuxin boat, and left.

After about half a cup of tea, a black shadow rushed out of the bushes in the distance. Isn’t it the mute girl?

She looked around and hugged the package and drilled into the bushes along the same path...

The rain hangs and the clouds scatter. A sunset hangs on the west mountain, and the bloody light scatters on the earth. The mute girl carried the package and walked through a mountain valley. When the bloody sun shone on the child in the package, the child actually opened his mouth and yawned. He had no idea that he had already walked in the gate of hell.

In the child's open mouth, there was a nine-colored dragon scale mark the size of a fingernail under his small tongue. In his right hand, he hugged in his package, and there was a shallow word "Xiao" on the small jade bottle mark!

Huo Qing's words were like gurgling water, telling the dusty past in Luobei City. The memory may be the reason to support Huo Qing's life, but for Xiao Ming's words, it was another rolling thunder that made him stunned, but when he heard his mother exchanged his life for his birth, Xiao Ming's tears couldn't help but drip.

Xiao Ming knelt in front of the tombstone, letting the tears wet the tombstone. He did not doubt his mother's Bingjing Yujie, nor did he doubt his extraordinary origin.

The only thing that made him unsure was the call of his mother in the dream.

Is my mother in this grave? Or is Ming Penine on her chest?

"Tomorrow..." Huo Qing looked up at the full moon like a plate and a watery moon, and said a little sadly, "The adoptive father is about to leave. I don't know if he will have the chance to come back to see your mother again in the future. Today is the day of your birth and the day of your mother's death. The adoptive father hopes that you can come for your adoptive father at this time every year... to see your mother!"

"I know!" Xiao Ming replied in a low voice with tears in his eyes.

"Don't blame your grandfather..." Huo Qing helped Xiao Ming up and said, "After all, he wants you to live. Even if you are a fool, it is his daughter's flesh and blood."

"Yes..." Xiao Ming gritted his teeth desperately, preventing tears from falling.

"I'm leaving!" Huo Qing smiled and patted Xiao Ming on the shoulder, "I guess you'll be taller than me when I see you next time!"

"yes……"

Xiao Ming wanted to ask some things, but he couldn't say it, some

Just tears...

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