Chapter 850 Long Yuan Zhang Xuan comes across time and space!
Longyuan City, the backyard of the Wangfu.
It was a quiet winter afternoon. Everything was as usual in the front yard of Prince Longyuan's Mansion, but the back yard was very solemn.
Entering the courtyard, there were at least dozens of people guarding all sides, not allowing anyone to get close.
In the quiet courtyard, there were only Zhang Wen'an and the old princess, not even a maid around.
"How long has this been, how long has this been..."
Zhang Wen'an paced back and forth, feeling uneasy and a little anxious.
This day came too late. It was not an hour late, but a full year and a half late.
As the saying goes, pregnancy lasts ten months, but this was already two ten months. Even if this was not a normal birth, it still seemed too unusual.
He was pacing back and forth, and the noisy old princess couldn't calm down, and her movements of turning the prayer beads bracelet couldn't help but stagnate:
"If you don't shut up, get out!"
"have to……"
Zhang Wen'an quickly shut his mouth, but the palm of his hand holding the bamboo stick was a little moist.
"Amitabha, Amitabha..."
The old princess closed her eyes and kept turning the beads, praying silently in her heart.
"Miss……"
What was different from what the two imagined was that in the room, the little maid, who had learned midwifery for half a year, was in a dilemma and had nowhere to start.
Water vapor evaporating like mist came from nowhere and filled the whole room, making it foggy.
Can't see anything clearly.
"Donglong Dao Fruit, the magical power is never extinguished..."
In the mist, Yu Fengxian sat attentively and quietly, with fine beads of sweat dampening her hair and flowing down her cheeks.
She is giving birth.
But it's different from what anyone imagined.
She gave birth to a child through supernatural powers.
Buzz~
A vague buzzing sound seemed to flow from the depths of her soul, converging on the dense light mass in her lower abdomen.
After his magical power was promoted to the second level, Yu Fengxian finally understood how the old dragon of the river had plotted against him.
The east dragon is unquenchable and the inheritance is endless.
This magical power not only gives her unparalleled energy, but also gives her magical abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
The combination of God and Qi can give birth to a son of God.
She didn't need an heir, but since grandma wanted it, she couldn't refuse it, and even if she was asked to marry, she couldn't.
After her magical power was promoted to the second level, she was completely relieved. However, magical power cannot be created out of thin air. It needs support.
In other words, a ray of ‘god’ is needed.
In the end, she chose Yang Prison, and for the first time in her life, she took advantage of her kindness and repaid her kindness...
"call!"
"suck!"
In the room, the mist rose, and the little maid backed away in horror. She felt that there seemed to be a huge thing breathing in the mist, which made her feel terrified.
She wanted to rush out the door several times, but she didn't dare, so she had to approach the wall cautiously, not daring to get angry.
call!
It seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long time.
The long breathing sound in the mist disappeared, but instead, there were extremely violent fluctuations.
Only Yu Fengxian could notice that strands of essence leaked out from her lower abdomen and gathered into balls between her hands...
"Is baby coming out?!"
Outside the mist, the little maid's heartbeat was racing. She wanted to step forward, but she didn't dare.
And while she was suffering and waiting, a very loud cry suddenly sounded in the mist!
"Wow!"
As soon as the cry sounded, the whole house seemed to tremble, and immediately, the mist that filled the house suddenly squeezed through the doors and windows!
All the decorations in the house, as well as the little maid, were all pushed out.
"mother!"
The exhausted Yu Fengxian had no time to catch her breath, but a cry with a cry sounded in her heart.
mother……
Yu Fengxian was stunned by the unprecedented address, and almost forgot to investigate the origin of this voice.
What girl?
calls me?!
Yu Fengxian lowered his head in shock, looked at the crying flesh ball in front of him, and subconsciously held down the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in front of the bed.
"Mom, it's me! Don't draw the sword, don't draw the sword!
I am Henry Zhang. I am talking to you after twenty-nine years. I don’t have much time. Please listen to me..."
The moment Yu Fengxian reacted and wanted to lift the knife, the voice in her heart suddenly became louder, but at the same time, it also became extremely blurred and distorted:
"... Go save him, go save him! Tell him never to break through Shidu, Lu... everyone will die!!!"
"???"
Yu Fengxian looked around blankly, then looked down at the crying baby in front of her. She didn't react for a long time:
"Save, save who?"
…
…
Huhu~
The cold wind blew heavy snow, and the sky and the earth were filled with chills.
Ding'an Road is still separated from the border area to the northwest, but it is still a border area. Heavy snowstorms come early and leave late.
At this time, the New Year has just passed, but there is no peaceful atmosphere in Ding'an City. There are only a few pedestrians and vendors, and the cold wind reveals desolation and desolation.
It looks like a storm is coming.
If someone looks down from a high place, he can see that in Ding'an City today, the smoke seems to have decreased a lot, but the ones that are less are not just the soldiers rushing to the border.
"This day has finally arrived..."
Walking alone on the empty street, Li Chuang looked indifferent, but felt sad in his heart.
With the support of Lianshengjiao, in just a few years, he captured the entire Ding'an Road, and many cities fell in the wind wherever he passed.
However, for the next ten years, he was trapped in this Ding'an city.
Both belong to the three border roads, and the terrain of Ding'an Road is much better than that of Northwest and Longyuan. According to what the masters of Liansheng Cult said, the best way to retreat is to Northwest and Longyuan, and to advance you can get a glimpse of Dongyang and Linlong.
But it was only when he was actually here that he realized how difficult the situation was.
Dongyang Road is far away from Dongyue across the inner sea, while Linlong Road on the other side has the shadow of King Zhao of the West and is powerful.
And Longyuan, northwest...
"Yang prison!"
Countless times in the middle of the night, he would wake up from his dreams, and at one point he didn't want to hear anyone mention this name.
But when the day finally arrived, Li Chuang found that he felt very calm.
"As the saying goes, if the tree falls, the hozens will scatter, but you haven't fallen yet, but the hozens above and below the tree seem to have escaped a lot..."
An indifferent voice came:
"After half a lifetime of suffering, the foundation we have worked hard for for more than ten years seems to be about to fall apart. Are you willing?"
Li Chuang slowly raised his head, and unknowingly, he came to this small temple again. In the wind and snow, the clay sculptures in the small temple that looked like Buddhas and gods seemed to be smiling.
"Actually, you should have expected all of this. Whether it is the Liansheng Cult or the rabble under you, they cannot be used as a foundation..."
The clay sculpture faintly opened:
"If the times go well, they will be able to do everything against you, but if the times go against them, it is natural for them to abandon you. Not to mention Yang Yu, who pushed Mobei away alone and overturned two countries with one hand..."
"If you want to ridicule, you don't have to! Li Chuang can't beat Long Yuan's post. He originally had nothing, but now he loses it, what will happen?"
In the wind and snow, Li Chuang stood with his sword in his hand:
"Even though the king of the northwest has unparalleled achievements, Li Chuang is not afraid of him. He is just mortal!"
It's just a pity for the soldiers and civilians who followed...
With a flash of sadness in his heart, Li Chuang turned around and left. The army was already on its way. As the Lord of Ding'an, he must not retreat even half a step.
"Actually, you still have a chance..."
Click.
The floor tiles under his feet were crushed to pieces, and Li Chuang suddenly turned around:
"What did you say?"
"In the battle outside the Great Wall, the world was shaken and all the kings were frightened. Yang Yu has the power to devour the world. Neither Tie Hengliu nor Xue Dilong can stop him..."
Clay sculpture opening:
"But you are an exception."
"Li doesn't think there's anything special about him."
Li Chuang laughed at himself.
It is true that he had been proud of himself since he was a postman at the border and became the leader of a group, but this arrogance was nothing in front of the northwest king.
"You may not believe it, but in fact, you have the spirit of an emperor. You were a hidden dragon in this world. You should have dominated the northwest road.
The Ming Dynasty should have been overthrown and the Ming Dynasty should have been overthrown, and the Ming Dynasty should have been proclaimed emperor. It should have been..."
"enough!"
Li Chuang interrupted him coldly:
"Gods, gods, ghosts, Xuanxuanxuxu, do you think Li is a three-year-old child, and let you coax and play with him?"
In this world, where the strong are superior and the weak are small, there is nothing that should be done and there is nothing that is predetermined!”
This was not the first time he heard these words from a clay sculpture.
At first, he still had some faith, but now, how can he still believe it?
"Over the years, you have asked Li to build eighty-one transfer platforms, but what's the result?"
"The troops are coming to the city soon!"
Li Chuang's chest heaved. If he hadn't known that he couldn't do it, he would have wanted to take action immediately and smash the clay sculpture into pieces.
Over the past ten years, he had been given guidance on clay sculpture many times, and he started building this so-called transfer platform when he first met it.
According to what the clay sculpture said, this move can reverse the course of time and regain his stolen life. However...
"Everything I said is true, it's just that you didn't listen. In the past ten years, you had at least three opportunities to attack the northwest, but you were indecisive..."
The clay sculpture shook his head:
"It's okay to pay it off once or twice. Then when Yang Yu was released from prison, you actually stood still and didn't move. How ridiculous is that?"
Li Chuang was silent.
In the past ten years, he did have several opportunities to attack the northwest and Longyuan, but in the end, he gave up the idea.
He was born in Longyuan, and half of his family members died in the invasion of aliens. He really couldn't accept it for him to take advantage of others' danger and join forces with aliens.
"Etiquette, justice, integrity, moral laws, are all shackles used by superiors to control the people..."
Clay sculpture sighs:
"In the past three thousand years, some people imprisoned their mothers, some killed their fathers and brothers, some bullied orphans and widowed mothers, and some assassinated those in power...
But as long as you succeed, everything means nothing. If you don't realize this, you won't be able to be a master."
"perhaps……",
Li Chuang stood silently.
"After all, your fate was ruined and your luck was taken away. Otherwise, how could you be so indecisive?"
"enough!"
Li Chuang was impatient:
"Are you going to say anything to steal your life again?"
"If you don't believe me, why are you waiting here?"
The clay sculpture responded with a sneer:
"Now, you have no choice! Believe me, you still have a chance to survive and fight. Otherwise, if you don't see Yang Yu, you will be crushed into powder by Qin Lihu!
That sick tiger, but Wu Qu responded to his orders!"
"call!"
After a long silence, Li Chuang was unable to turn around and finally lowered his head:
"Where is the hope?"
Good night, good night everyone... my fingers hurt again,