"No!"

The old wind roared, and he was scared silly. If the sword goes down, the child who was conceived after a long time will be gone?

He grabbed the sharp sword directly, and the blood immediately slipped down his palm.

At the critical moment, the ancient wind stopped Nie Qian's behavior, and the audience also breathed a long sigh of relief.

After all, no one wants to see a tragedy happen.

Nie Qian's fate is miserable enough. No one wants to see another tragedy happen to her.

"Go away, you devil, do you still have the face to stop me?"

Nie Qian roared. When the long sword in her hand twitched, the two palms of the ancient wind were directly cut off. The sad and beautiful blood, accompanied by two halves of the palm, makes people sigh.

After pushing back the ancient wind, Nie Qian waved her long sword again and chopped at the ancient wind. She cried and shouted, "you devil, you hurt me. What kind of good man are you pretending to be now? Do you still expect me to give birth to this evil seed? "

Brush!

With a sword in the middle, the ancient wind was cut in half. Another sweep away, the ancient wind's head is completely separated from his neck.

At this time, the ancient style was split into four parts by Nie Qian's two swords.

With the circulation of divine power, the ancient wind forcibly stitched the body together. Suddenly, he came forward, grabbed the long sword in Nie Qian's hand, and shot one after another, temporarily sealing Nie Qian in place.

"Girl, I'm sorry for your advance, but I also let you kill three times. The gratitude and resentment between us should be cancelled. You go, and I hope you treat the fetus carefully! "

"Ha ha, ha ha, Yan Feng, don't you think it's funny? The grudges between you and me can only be tasted with your life. You can be exposed by killing you three times? Xingcheng is dead, the dragon is dead, and let me have a son for you? "

Nie Qian's face showed a sad and beautiful smile. She only felt that the whole sky was dark. Unexpectedly pregnant with an antique child, she not only failed to change her determination to kill the antique, but also aroused her hatred for the antique.

In the face of Nie Qian's sneer, for a moment, the ancient style is also very rare.

I thought that from the moment Mao Dalong's body was found, he and Nie Qian even came to the end.

But God likes playing with people so much that Nie Qian is pregnant with her own child at this time. In this way, it is almost impossible to make a clear relationship with Nie Qian.

Unless he can ruthlessly kill Nie Qian and the child in Nie Qian's stomach.

But this is simply impossible. From a certain point of view, Nie Qian should be more happy when she is pregnant with her own children, because he always wants to have children in groups.

I can only say that all this is injustice when I quarrel with Nie Qian.

"What should I do? Do you want to tell her that I'm Mao Dalong? The reason why she hates me so much and wants to die so much is that she feels sorry for Mao Dalong because she is pregnant with my child. If you tell her the truth, maybe the child can keep... "

The ancient wind is embarrassed. He is secretly thinking about whether to tell the truth.

At this time, Li Mingyang said, "girl, can you listen to me? With your strength, you can't kill Yan Feng, but the child is innocent. You shouldn't deprive him of his right to live. "

"No, how about that? You go back to wuliangzong with me and give birth to the child with peace of mind. In the future, I will accept it as a closed door disciple and teach it carefully. As for the child when he grows up, you can let him avenge you. Between the child and Yan Feng, no matter who lives or dies, the result will be what you want to see. "

As soon as he said this, he immediately stunned the whole audience.

What does Li Mingyang mean? You want to teach your son to kill me?

According to Nie Qian's talent and strength, it really can't kill the ancient style. But if we devote ourselves to cultivating the next generation, it is not necessarily.

After all, the children of antiquity can't be mediocre. Their blood is there. As long as they are carefully adjusted and fully trained, their future achievements will never be lower than that of antiquity.

The most important thing is that from Nie Qian's point of view, this is the most vindictive thing. Even if my son can't kill the ancient wind and is killed by the ancient wind, it will be enough for the ancient wind to regret for a lifetime.

Poison trick, this is definitely a sinister and vicious trick.

Although many people secretly scold Li Mingyang for being mean, Gu Feng knows that Li Mingyang is doing his best. It's just a slow plan. Its purpose is to help him keep his children and give Nie Qian a step down at the same time.

Seeing Nie Qian's stupidity, Li Mingyang continued to speak to Nie Qian in spite of a dark scolding: "I know you hate so much in your heart and can't kill your enemy. You're unwilling. In that case, why not keep a useful body, cultivate the next generation carefully and let your son avenge you? I believe that your child's cultivation talent will not be low. Coupled with my full training, his achievements will not be under Yan Feng. If you want revenge, you will succeed... "

"Really?"

Nie Qian was stunned. She looked at everyone.

Xing Qiuyun, the great saint of Xingchen Pavilion, hummed coldly, "traitor, little bitch, I have to say, this is a wonderful idea. Since you hate Yan Feng and this child, why don't you let them kill each other? No matter who is dead, it can relieve you of your hatred. "

"As a traitor of my star Pavilion, I should have put you in the right place today, but since you still have great revenge, I will pardon you once. I look forward to seeing his father and son kill in the future. Ha ha, ha ha... "

In contrast, Xing Qiuyun is really vicious. The reason why Li Mingyang has this proposal is to delay it. As long as Nie Qian is deceived into wuliangzong, everything is easy to say.

Because no one knows the relationship between ancient customs and Li Mingyang at the scene.

"Ha ha!" Nie Qian sneered and turned to look at the ancient wind: "OK, I'm looking forward to that day, I'm looking forward to the day your father and son kill!"

Yes, it didn't waste Li Mingyang's hard work. Nie Qian finally agreed.

In an instant, the ancient wind exhaled a long turbid breath and felt a lot unblocked in his heart.

He quickly whispered to Li Mingyang: "thank you for your help, ancient style. Thank you very much!"

"Boy, remember not to commit this kind of romantic disease in the future!" Li Mingyang gave an old-fashioned look.

Immediately, he waved and photographed Nie Qian beside him.

"I will not forget today's promise. No matter whether the child is male or female, I will accept it as a closed door disciple and do everything to cultivate it."

"Thank you, Master Li!"

This is not a small episode. As the host of the conference, Zixu finally opened his mouth with a black face“ We will continue the meeting. It is still the previous rule. All those who participate in the war will directly scuffle and fight until the last one is my Zifu son-in-law. "