A somewhat impatient look appeared on Chen Zhifang's face.
This woman's cultivation has not improved, but she has become much more obedient in the past few years. Although she and he are not as close as husband and wife, but after all, he can't let her suffer too much due to the kindness of husband and wife in a night and a hundred days.
"But I just went to visit my third brother. He didn't seem to want to talk to me, and he didn't seem to have much respect for you, the second brother."
Sun Ruoyu pretended to be angry and said, looking like she was defending Chen Zhifang.
"Okay, my third brother has been away from me a lot since we were young, and we have never had any feelings for each other. Now he and I are on good terms, and there is no need to argue about these empty respect etiquettes."
"Besides, my qualifications are much worse than those of my third brother. In the future, you and my children will have to rely on him!"
Chen Zhifang stood up and took Sun Ruoyu's hand and said tenderly, while his eyes were always staring at Sun Ruoyu's swollen belly.
Obviously he had great expectations for the child in Sun Ruoyu's belly.
"You're a loser, you'll have to rely on your third brother for the rest of your life."
"I will not rely on him, I will rely on myself."
Thinking in her mind, Sun Ruoyu's hand holding the handkerchief tightened, and the color on her face became a little heavier.
"Ruoyu, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Zhifang looked at Sun Ruoyu with some doubts and asked.
"No...nothing!"
Sun Ruoyu said hurriedly. But when he looked at Chen Zhifang, his eyes were even more disgusted. It seemed that he still had to rely on himself to deal with the poison pill.
"We have to find a way to meet my mother!"
Just for what reason?
While Sun Ruoyu was still struggling, a male voice brought her thoughts back to reality.
"Ruoyu, what's wrong with you today? You're so distraught, come and go to bed!"
Chen Zhifang, who had already walked to the bed, opened his arms and shouted to Sun Ruoyu.
"I'm coming"
Sun Ruoyu walked forward with a heavy body to help Chen Zhifang undress and take off his belt.
This damn Chen Zhifang really spared no effort in tormenting her.
Although Chen Zhifang valued Sun Ruoyu's body, it wouldn't be enough without it. After all, he had two beauties.
Therefore, Sun Ruoyu still had to do these daily tasks of washing, undressing and undressing.
Speaking of it, this is not necessarily the case for cultivators of immortality. It’s just that Chen Zhifang has no hope of cultivating Taoism, but he particularly likes the ways of mortals, so Sun Ruoyu became the test subject.
"Have a rest!"
Chen Zhifang got on the bed first, followed closely by Sun Ruoyu.
After the bed curtains are drawn down:
"Husband, I am still pregnant with a child!"
"It doesn't matter, you're almost in labor, it's long past the time you can't touch..."
Then a groaning sound came out.
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Sun Family, Yunsang Mountain, Xijiang County.
"Ancestor, it's not good, it's not good!"
A middle-aged man looked panicked and staggered to the top of Yunsang Mountain.
"What happened? You're so panicked!"
The middle-aged man running up the mountain is one of the more outstanding grandchildren of Sun Hongyao.
His name is Sun Ruoyan, he is the son of Sun Jianqiang's younger brother Sun Jianhai, and he is also the most qualified person in the "Ruo" generation of the Sun family, except for the two sisters Sun Ruowei.
If there were a lot of resources, there would still be a few chances to break through the foundation building, but it is a pity that Sun Hongyao's calculation was wrong. Now that she has offended both the Wang family and the Chen family, this little chance is naturally gone.
"There is an enemy attack and they have already attacked the mountain!"
Sun Ruoyan said out of breath.
"Your uncle, where has Sun Jianqiang gone?"
"When something like this happened, where did he, the head of the family, go?"
Sun Hongyao stomped his crutches, his whole body was filled with pressure, and a pair of cloudy old eyes flashed with light.
Ever since Sun Ruowei escaped last time, Sun Hongyao knew that her son and she were not of the same mind, so she didn't call him to the top of the mountain for a long time.
"Uncle, he...he"
Sun Ruoyan stuttered, meaning it was incomplete.
"What's wrong with your uncle? Tell me quickly!"
Sun Hongyao looked at her grandson's performance and became more and more anxious. An unknown premonition had already appeared in her heart.
"Old lady Sun, your son is here!"
A sound of wild laughter appeared in the sky, and then a heavy object was accurately thrown from the air to Sun Hongyao.
Sun Hongyao turned his head and took a look. Wasn't that familiar face his second son, Sun Jianqiang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time?
But at this time, his son had already died a violent death. His huge head was stained with donated blood, his hair was messy, and his eyes were still open when he was dying. It was obvious that the person who killed him did not have much defense against him.
"Jianqiang, my son!"
Sun Hongyao staggered back a few steps, and a mouthful of donated blood spurted out of her mouth.
She finally knew where this bad premonition came from!
His second son is dead!
In addition to practicing her whole life, she has been working for her family. Among her several sons, the one she values most is her youngest son, Sun Jianhai, because he is the next generation of the Sun family and she is proud of him.
Although the second son, Jianqiang, was the most obedient to her, his qualifications were not very good. She didn't treat him well, and she didn't give him much help in his cultivation.
Even him taking the position of head of the family was just her plan to stabilize her position and keep the Sun family firmly in her hands.
But now he is gone, walking ahead of her as a mother.
A feeling of grief that pierced his bones came over him. Sun Hongyao turned his head, looked at the three people in the sky with a ferocious expression, and said through gritted teeth:
"You deserve to die!"
"I want you to pay for my son's life!"
Then the crutch in Sun Hongyao's hand turned into a giant python and quickly attacked a middle-aged scribe-like monk high in the sky.
"Third level spell, Shuimu Qinghua"
Immediately afterwards, Sun Hongyao shouted again, a spiritual light flashed in his hand, and countless vines burst out of the ground, grabbing the three of them from all directions like the tentacles of an octopus.
At the same time, a sky-blue water column rose from the vines and struck the three of them.
"No, old lady Sun Hongyao is crazy!"
In the air, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe embroidered with a small flower said to the two people next to him.
"Get out of the way quickly"
The man dressed like a middle-aged scribe spoke again slightly anxiously.
Immediately, the three figures retreated several meters away in a flash.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them also used their own unique moves.
The middle-aged scribe took out a jade pen that always exuded a delicate fragrance, and made gestures in the air, and the word "Feng" appeared in the air.
"go"
The middle-aged scribe shouted, and the shining golden characters moved toward the vines.
The purple-robed monk also summoned a thin red whip and danced wildly in the air. Dozens of fireballs the size of jars flew towards the water column.
As for the remaining man, he opened his mouth slightly, and a small sword came out of his mouth, firmly blocking Sun Hongyao's crutch.