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The three of them were getting better and better. Everyday under the nourishment of Qing Wan, the body did not grow much, but the body shape was developing more and more horizontally. Even Su Yuewu was unable to carry him.

On this day, the four of them packed their luggage and boarded the boat, preparing to head to the Qi Province. Tian Tian accidentally fell down with a "pata" sound and the boat shook. Only then did Su Yuewu realize that her son's weight was starting to exceed the norm.

Tian Tian, you are not allowed to eat a single meal in the future. You have to be a vegetarian and not just eat meat." She pinched the ear of her precious son. He then looked at Qing Wan who was sitting at the side and said, "Qing Wan, you can't pamper him just by looking at how cute he is. "In this way, you can show me the menu you make every day, and I'll let you do it.

When she saw Su Yitian who was almost like a ball, she smiled and said, "This servant understands. However, little mistress is adorable, so I couldn't help but cook his favorite food. I will never eat it again."

Su Yitian saw that it was useless trying to act cute towards his precious mother and Aunt Qingwan. His eyes turned and his plan landed on Leng Fanyun. He ran over to Leng Fanyun with small steps and pouted, "Father, look, mother and aunt are bullying me."

Leng Fanyun knew what he was planning, and immediately fixed his body at an arm's distance away. Seeing his teary eyes, he said, "Kid, your father at least has lived more than twenty years than you do, don't you think I understand your little trick?" She glanced at Qing Wan again and said, "Your Aunt Qing Wan's cooking skills are indeed good, but you can't eat like this. Your mother won't love you like this."

When Qing Wan heard Leng Fanyun praise her, she felt a warm feeling in her heart. Although he didn't talk to her much, she was satisfied as long as she could do something for him that he would be happy about. Her eyes moistened as she thought about it. However, looking at Su Yue Wu's beautiful face, she felt a wave of melancholy.

She looked at the family of three as they happily ate, and sadly retreated.

After returning to her own cabin, she looked at her delicate and pretty face in the mirror. Although it couldn't compare to Su Yuewu's, it still had some beauty. How she wished that Leng Fanyun could smile at her with the same gentle smile he would have when facing Su Yuewu, just like when she first met him, shining into her life like the sun.

When she thought of her miserable five years of marriage, then thought of how Su Yuewu could be held in the palm of such a stunning man, like a pearl or a gem, she couldn't help but feel jealous. Su Yuewu, your life is too fortunate.

Just as she was fiercely cursing Su Yuewu from the bottom of her heart, she suddenly heard the sound of weapons colliding outside.

She immediately ran out, Su Yuewu was facing a group of masked men dressed in black alone, while Leng Fanyun was nowhere to be seen. Su Yuewu's martial arts had already reached the Ink realm, so she didn't really care. She just wanted to keep him alive.

Seeing that Qing Wan had ran over, she said coldly, "Take good care of Tian Tian, I'll come over here." As she finished her sentence, her moves became more and more powerful. The black color spread throughout the entire cabin, and when Qing Wan saw the masked man's body being unable to bear the pressure, her inner force was damaged, and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

Qing Wan had just been cursing Su Yuewu for an accident, but now she had such a good opportunity in front of her. If she could kill Su Yuewu, wouldn't she be able to push her death onto the masked man who tried to assassinate her? Moreover, Su Yitian was the reincarnation of the God of Death. With him, wouldn't his own skill have improved greatly? Right, the most important thing was Leng Fanyun. Without Su Yuewu, he would definitely be in great pain.

When she thought of how he could hug her and look at her with such a doting gaze, she felt her entire body brimming with power.

However, Su Yuewu's current strength was still above all of them. How could she let Su Yue Wu die?

To the side, the little red furred beast saw that the woman who had been carrying it before was now surrounded and was frantically wailing. Looking at his appearance, he had no way to help her, so he could only grind his claws on the ground.

She suddenly knew what she had to do. She carefully brought Su Yitian to the cabin and gently advised, "Mother is outside, and there is no danger. "Blades and swords have no eyes, if it hurts you, mother will die from heartache."

As she put Xiaotian into Su Yitian's arms, she said, "It's a little crazy. Hug her tightly. If it's within the mother's circle, it won't be easy for her."

Su Yitian did not doubt him at all. He hugged Xiaotian tightly in his arms. At this moment, Xiaotian suddenly and viciously bit Su Yitian's arm. Su Yitian released his hand in pain. The small sky immediately rushed towards Su Yuewu.

Su Yitian thought back to what Qing Wan had said. If the little beast came to his mother's side, it would definitely be either dead or injured. It was not easy for him to have a pet, and it was also very agile, so he couldn't let it die. He then turned around and chased after Little Tian.

Everything happened in an instant. As Su Yitian was turning around to run, he coincidentally bumped into Qingrou who was also preparing to catch Xiaotian. His body involuntarily changed directions, falling towards a masked man who was slashing towards Su Yuewu. Su Yuewu had already dodged it, but when she saw her son, she immediately rushed in with Little Tian and Qing Wan. In order to prevent them from getting hurt by the Qi, she weakened the use of her inner force.

Turning his head, he discovered that Su Yitian was heading in the direction of a sharp sword. In an instant, Su Yuewu had no way of resolving this situation. She could only withdraw from her retreating position and shift her body to the direction of the sword. Her skill was far greater than Su Yitian's without any inner strength, so when her sword struck Su Yitian, she could use her body to block the sword.

Regardless of whether or not it was poisoned, it was time for Leng Fanyun to chase after the other group of masked men. Before returning, Qing Wan should be able to hold this group of people for a while, so she felt that it shouldn't be a problem. As she wished, she heard the sound of the sword stabbing into her body. At first, it was cold, but in the next moment, it was filled with a sharp and numbing pain.

She endured the pain and continued to confront the masked man in front of her. However, she discovered that she was rapidly retreating. The ink marks on the moves had slowly turned purple, and then blue. She knew that if she continued to use inner force, she would only be able to use up more of it. Her figure gradually slowed down. A masked man aimed at the gap between her movements and shot out a hidden weapon.

Su Yuewu suddenly felt like she was stuck in a trap, and she couldn't move an inch. "Madam, be careful!" The hidden weapon that should have entered Su Yuewu's body was now in her body. She rushed towards Su Yuewu and helped her block the hidden weapon, but she actually pushed Su Yuewu towards the area between the masked men. Su Yuewu's inner force retreated rapidly. Facing this blue-level killer in front of her, she could no longer muster any strength. The poison on her sword made everything in front of her eyes blur. She could no longer see which direction the killer was coming from.

As Su Yuewu's moves became increasingly slow and messy, the assassin suddenly started to attack her mingmen. This time, there was no one else who blocked the attack for her. He could only close his eyes and wait for death. Suddenly, he felt someone grab his hand and cover his back.

Su Yuewu looked at the white figure blocking in front of her. This was the first time she felt so touched. Only when he felt death so close to him did he understand the value of life.

His white Zhen Qi slowly enveloped their surroundings. He was already at the fourth level of White Xuan. Facing these blue rank killers, he was nothing but a piece of cake. He looked at Su Yitian, who had fallen to the ground, and Qing Wan, who had lost a lot of inner strength, and Yue Wu, who had lost a lot of inner strength behind her.

The assassins fell down one by one. The knife in his hand became faster and faster, and a bloodthirsty red light started to flash in his eyes. When Qing Wan saw Leng Fanyun like this, it was as if she didn't recognize him. He was so strange, but also so great.

When Su Yuewu saw the killers fall one after another, Leng Fanyun felt like he was possessed. His hands moved faster and faster, and she couldn't help but pull his sleeves. Yun, leave him alive. "

Upon hearing Su Yuewu's words, the remaining two people on the other side saw that they were already powerless to fight back. They looked at each other for a moment before falling to the ground. The corner of his mouth overflowed with black poisonous blood.

Leng Fanyun opened their mouths and shook his head, "There's no other way, there's poison in their teeth, they're already dead."

He slowly walked over. His face and clothes were covered in blood, as if he was a bloodthirsty Asura from hell. His eyes were red, but Su Yuewu wasn't afraid at all. He tightly embraced Su Yuewu. She could feel that his body was trembling.

"Fortunately …" His voice was a little shaky, so he did not say the rest. However, she instantly understood what he meant. She tightly hugged the man in front of her and smiled. "Fortunately, you've come back."

After Leng Fanyun removed the acupuncture points on Su Yitian's body, he immediately ran into Su Yuewu's embrace with a "wuuu" sound and said anxiously, "Mother, I'm so scared."

Su Yuewu's wound had already been temporarily stopped by Leng Fanyun's acupuncture point. She carefully hugged her son's soft body in her arms and gently coaxed, "Good, Tian Tian. Mother will be fine." Quickly go and see Auntie Qingwan, she helped you block the concealed weapon, you have to thank Auntie. "

Leng Fanyun was helping Qing Wan pull out the concealed weapon on her body, which was right on top of her chest. He calmly said, "Sorry about that." He tore off the woman's clothes, revealing a large part of her snow-white skin. He carefully slit the skin on both sides of the weapon with the knife without any distractions. There were barbs on the weapon that stabbed deeply into her body. The weapon was poisoned and the blood on the wound emitted a faint purple glow.

He handled her wounds carefully, his movements careful. She didn't see the pale face from the pain, nor the sweat from her face. She used an undisguised and gentle gaze of adoration to look at the man who was bending over her to treat her wounds.

The concealed weapon landed on the ground with a "ding" sound. Leng Fanyun let out a light breath. He looked at the woman: "I have to help you to suck out the blood." Qing Wan was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red, "Since young master was kind enough to help this servant take drugs, this servant naturally knows about it."

Leng Fanyun knelt by her side, pressing his lips against her chest and taking in mouthfuls of the poisonous blood. Qing Wan's wound was painful and numb at the same time. She could feel Leng Fanyun's soft and slightly cold lips pressing against her soft areas. Her heart was beating so hard that she was about to break free.

The poisoned blood was quickly cleaned up, and he swiftly helped Qing Wan apply the Gold Sore Medicine and tied the gauze. Qing Wan half hoped that she would be hurt more, so that she could attract his gaze to her.