Chapter 1297

"It's the pulse of joy!"

Kun Wu's eyebrows flashed, showing a few joy.

"What?"

If Lin Xuan had not been seriously injured and dying, his life and death would not have been known.

Luo Feng, Xiao ChuChu and others will jump with joy.

However, when their eyes fell on Lin Xuan, they were worried.

Kunwu seemed to affirm it again, and continued leisurely: "Miss Qin is pregnant and has signs of joy."

Xiao ChuChu's look of astonishment, when she looked at Lin Xuan, she had an inexplicable sour feeling in her heart.

Although she already knew that Lin Xuan and Qin poetry had completed the round house, she did not expect that Qin poetry was really pregnant?

As a good friend and sister, I feel happy for her.

Luo Feng, Jiang Tao and others looked at each other, both sad and happy.

On the one hand, Lin Xuan and Qin's poetry are happy and surprised that they are pregnant.

On the other hand, did not xuanlin lament his fate when he was pregnant?

All of them had complicated expressions, one sad and one happy one. After all, they were still sad about the disaster in front of Lin Xuan.

Xiao ChuChu went to the bed where Lin Xuan was lying. He squatted down and sat on the edge of the bed. He whispered, "Lin Xuan, if you are conscious and you can still hear me, you must make it through for me."

"You certainly don't know, my good friend poetry, she is pregnant, pregnant with your flesh and blood, is the crystallization of your love than Jinjian..."

"I know that you have experienced too many ups and downs between you and poetry. In any case, you have to go through this hurdle. When the poetry is pregnant and you have xiaolinxuan, you can't be so cruel. Before xiaolinxuan was born, there would be no father!"

With that, the people standing on one side were all in tears.

Although Xiao ChuChu told himself again and again that he was strong, the more he said it, the more he was sad in his heart. His nose was sour, his eyes were hazy, and his tears could no longer stop. He slipped down his cheek.

Luo Feng looked at Kun Wu, "Uncle Kun, can't we do anything now? Just like this, I look at Lin Xuan

Kunwu lamented: "you don't know. After Lin Xuan was seriously injured, the general medical treatment did not work. It was equivalent to zero."

"Now the only hope is that Lin Xuan's inner alchemy can stimulate the power, which can be said, depends on his heart of Tao."

Luo Feng and others are confused and don't quite understand what Kun Wu said.

"Dao Xin?"

Jiang Tao widened his eyes and asked, "what is Daoxin?"

"The heart of Tao is immortal, and nirvana is reborn."

Kunwu said in a quiet way, "maybe his disaster is not a disaster, on the contrary, it can enable him to surpass the level of cultivation and directly enter Nirvana."

Luo Feng and Fu Ao are also stunned and look at Kun Wu in astonishment.

At the end of his speech, Kun Wu frowned, "it's just that there has never been such a precedent..."

"According to Lin Xuan's current cultivation, he has just broken through the three realms of creation, not to mention the creation of spirit and spirit."

"It is absolutely impossible to create a spiritual state and a god state directly in Nirvana."

Fu Ao was silent for a long time. "Uncle Kun, it sounds like brother Xuan's robbery, in any case, can't get through, right?"

Kun Wu nodded, "difficult! It really depends on the will of God and his own creation. "

"If his Daoxin is stable enough, even if he is seriously injured and his heart doesn't collapse, he still has a good chance to wake up again with a remnant of his mind."

"Of course, this kind of opportunity is slim, the probability is extremely small."

This kind of narration, all people are oppressed by a kind of dignified atmosphere, almost suffocating.

Jiang Tao smashed his fist on the wall and said, "Damn it, what's the origin of this horrible pervert? How can he be more powerful than brother Xuan when he is so young? "

Kun Wu also pondered for a long time. He searched his mind about the masters he knew well. He had no impression of Jiangxia described by Luo Feng and Jiang Tao.

"At such an age and with such a high level of cultivation, it is unique in the world. However, he reminds me of another powerful immortal cultivator... "

Luo Feng, Jiang Tao and others asked in one voice: "who?"

"Qingchuanzi!"

"Who is qingchuanzi?" Jiang Tao was in a fog and asked again.

Kunwu sighed: "speaking of qingchuanzi, he should be the most outstanding genius with the potential of cultivating immortals in the present era. In earlier years, with his outstanding cultivation of immortal roots, cultivating immortals has entered nirvana."

"After that, he suddenly disappeared, and after so many years, I think he must be close to the turning point."

Although Luo Feng and Fu Ao don't know the specific system of cultivating immortals, listening to Kun Wu's narration, they also feel a kind of ignorance.How terrifying is the power of the immortal cultivators? Today, they saw the confrontation between Lin Xuan and Jiang Xia, which was also an eye opener.

Jiang Xia's power under the palm of his hand is more rampant than the fastest tornado.

This kind of power, if not Lin Xuan is the immortal, is simply unable to resist.

"Cough!"

With a slight cough, Qin poetry gradually woke up.

Xiao ChuChu immediately rushed to the edge of the bed of Qin's poetry. His hands were tightly holding the delicate hands of Qin's poetry. His face was tense and anxious, "honey, don't be excited. You must protect your body. In case of a slip up, you will have a vital breath and affect the child in your stomach..."

Qin's poems and poems were dumb, blushing and blushing: "ChuChu, you How do you know that? "

Xiao ChuChu looked at Kun Wu on one side. "You fainted just now. Uncle Kun took care of your pulse, just..."

Qin Shi Shi nodded to Kun Wu and expressed his thanks, "Uncle Kun, thank you!"

"Miss Qin, don't thank me. You'd better take care of yourself. After all, nowadays, Lin Xuan is in a coma. If you have another situation, you will be in great trouble."

Kunwu also comforted Qin's poetry, "Miss Qin, don't be too sad. Lin Xuan's physical condition is not good. If he can hold on to the past and have a firm heart of Tao, then he will surely wake up. "

"Ah? Uncle Kun, this Is this true? Lin Xuan, he He's really going to wake up okay, won't he? " It seems that in the darkness of despair, Qin poetry suddenly saw a glimmer of hope, and looked at Kunwu with disappointment and expectation.

Kun Wu nodded and said with a heavy voice: "although the probability is very small, it doesn't mean that there is no such possibility at all. Maybe Lin Xuanfu will be lucky because of misfortune..."

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