yan yi lowered his face, "what are you talking about?" "
the flower girl sobbed, and her weak shoulders trembled: "aaron's time has come..."
yan yi gritted his teeth: "you make your words clear." "
"what's the time?"
the prison was very quiet, and the child cried for a while and then stopped crying, with green eyes similar to xuanlong,000 obediently lying in the arms of the flower girl, as if to speak.
ignorant and ignorant, completely unaware that he will lose the person closest to him.
"aaron can't do it..."
the man's body in his arms was cold, and through his clothes, yan yi could feel the thin and cool temperature, and his hands and body were stained with xuanlong's blood...
but he didn't believe the flower girl's words.
"you hugh is going to cheat!"
"isn't the child born well?!" he is a xuanlong with ten thousand years of daoist behavior, how could he die!! "
the flower girl was about to speak, when the man's breath in yan yi's arms changed slightly, and it was xuan long who woke up.
he slowly opened his eyes, and yan yi called out, "apo..."
xuan long's vision changed from blurry to clear, he saw the white and tender little ball in the arms of the flower girl, knew that it was his own child, and said with difficulty: "let me see..."
the flower girl cried and approached xuan long and handed the child out. when he got closer, xuan long saw the child's appearance clearly, and saw that he had the same dragon horns and eyes as himself, and his heart was very sad.
how should he be accepted by the world.
in addition to the sadness, there were many, many joys, this little thing had been in his belly for so long, and finally met.
unfortunately, meeting is the trick to say goodbye.
"wu'er..." xuan long couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand, trying to touch the child's little dragon horn and snow-white little face, but his fingertips were about to touch, and he paused in mid-air.
his hands were too dirty, all bloody, so forget it, lest he stain him.
the flower girl shed tears: "aaron..."
xuan long finally did not touch the child, his arm was raised with difficulty, his palm was over the child's head, his eyes were closed, and after a moment, a green light like a flow of water appeared in his palm, flowing into the child's eyebrows.
a dark green streak flashed between the child's foreheads, xuan long's breathing became visible to the naked eye, and the cold sweat of the forehead rolled down his cheeks to his thin jaw and fell on the blood-red prison coat.
hua niang's eyes widened and she shook her head in disbelief: "aaron... no! aaron..."
he was burning his little soul power, condensing neidan for the child, and channeling the spiritual power transformed into the soul power into the child's body.
he is afraid that his children will be bullied in the human world in the future, and he wants to give his children the strength to protect themselves.
but at the cost... the price is...
hua niang did not dare to think about it any longer, she freed up a hand and grabbed xuan long's wrist: "aaron... no...... please, don't..."
xuan long: "i want... this is the last thing i can do for my baby..."
yan yi frowned and asked hua jing, "what is he doing?" "
hua jing did not speak, and cried vigorously.
yan yi determined from their conversation that this was definitely not a good thing, grabbing xuan long's hand and forcing him to take it back: "what do you want to do?!" "
the divine lines between the child's foreheads faded and were as smooth as ever. the green light in xuan long's palm then disappeared, and his right hand fell weakly.
neidan had been formed, and the spiritual power had crossed a lot, enough.
he leaned weakly into the arms of yan yi, very sleepy.
"don't dry... don't do anything. "
yan yi's eyes darkened: "why do you always say such inexplicable things?" "
"you honestly explain clearly, what exactly are you hiding from yuan, why hua jing said that you are going to die, you better not play tricks, otherwise yuanjing will not let you go."
xuan long's green eyes were half-blinded: "ah yi..."
yan yi looked at him: "what? "
xuan long: "baby, there is no name." "
although the small name is there, the big name always needs one.
yan yi: "you want shuo to give him a name?" "
"okay." xuan long closed his eyes, and his voice became lighter.
yan yi: "no, it is not easy to say whether this child is a degenerate, you are entangled with so many men, how do you know whose bloodline he is?" "
"you will talk about this matter later, you quickly ask hua jing to diagnose and treat you, if it is too late, it is you who will suffer."
xuan long coughed twice, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and did not have the strength to raise his hand to wipe it: "... you won't even name him. "
yan yi was panicked at this time, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the blood on xuan long's lips, but his hands were already stained with blood, and the more he wiped, the more unclean it became.
yan yi looked up and yelled hysterically at the flower girl, "what else are you doing?!" hurry up and treat him!! "
the flower girl trembled with fright and cried even harder.
yan yi's eyes were red and maddening: "if you don't move again, you will immediately send someone to arrest your daughter." "
hua niang choked back and said, "he's dying!" even if you arrest me and my daughter, it's useless... it's all too late, everything is late..."
"aaron's neidan is long gone, his life is as fragile as the terrans, he is pregnant with a child, you always beat him, torture him, and cut his flesh and blood to save your queen, and now he is finally going to die, you are satisfied... you're satisfied..."
yan yi did not react: "neidan is gone? "
"why not?" how did it go away? "
now that xuan long's limit is approaching, hua niang is no longer afraid of what yan yi will do to xuan long, crying, "in order to save you!" you were already dead, and in order to save you, aaron scattered ten thousand years of daoist deeds and used neidan on you, and since then his life is no different from that of mortals..."
"he was also pregnant with a child, he needed to use the power of his soul to raise him, he could have had three years of good life, it was you who tortured him little by little like this, it was you..."
yan yi interrupted sharply, "no way, he never told me!" "
hua niang's tearful eyes blurred: "what can you do after talking to you, you have not hurt him for half a point, you will only treat him as an animal, ask him for what you want, and it doesn't matter if he hurts or not, whether he is afraid or not..."
"you terrans are wolf hearts and dog lungs, and you terrans are wolf hearts and dog lungs..."
yan yi had a sharp pain in his head: "shut up!! "
the flower girl was silenced by his roar, and her crying was smaller.
yan yi looked down and asked the man in his arms, "is what she said true?" "
"your neidan was already given to me?"
"she lied to me, right?" you're not going to die, are you? "
"as you said, you will accompany me through this life, and you will never renege on your promises to me, and you are not allowed to renege on your word this time, otherwise, otherwise, you will be defecated..."
he always likes to threaten him, once with mistletoe, children, and now? if a person really wants to go, what else can be done to keep it?
xuan long did not reply, his eyes drifting into the air: "... ariel. "
"take it now..."
yan yi hugged him tightly: "i said that i don't take it, and such a big thing as taking a name should be decided by going through the classics well, how can it be so hasty." "
"you obey, treat you well, and think with you."
xuan long: "you don't want to... that... never mind. "
"how can it be counted?" yan yi said hoarsely. "when you become so undecided, saying good things is saying good things, and you can't change them at will."
it was clear that yan yi was stingy, and said that he was undecided, and xuan long did not have the strength to talk to him too much, only to pick some important things.
he tugged at the sleeve of yan iris's coat, "look at the old days... in terms of affection, you promised me one thing... please. "
yan yi: "no promise!" "
"if you don't agree, you won't agree to anything!"
"unless you live well... anything can be discussed, otherwise not a single thing will be agreed! "
xuan long's lips squirmed, "let go of the flower girl... and sakura..."
"will the child ... nurturing and growing up... it's yours, it's your bloodline... for your sake, don't treat him badly..."
"please..."
"you can't raise the child you give birth to, you want to raise it yourself, what is it to throw it to you?" yan yi raised his hand and patted xuan long's face. "you're sober, don't sleep!" don't sleep..."
xuan long's exhaled breath was light and heavy, "i have something... exchange with you, with you. "
yan yi: "don't want anything!" "
"what you want..." xuan long smiled rarely, he slowly raised his right hand, covered his devastated hand at the position of the mouth of the heart, and the sharp claws appeared at the nails, and before yan yi could react, he aimed at the mouth of the heart and stabbed it.
with a 'poof' sound, yan yi was stunned.
"apo..."
xuan long drove the last of his soul power into spiritual power, and his right hand suddenly sank into his heart, turning, and yan yi could even hear the sound of the tiny flesh and blood tearing.
when a complete heart was pulled out of the mouth of the heart, it was still beating vividly in xuan long's hand, leaving a bloody hole at the mouth of xuan long's heart, and thick blood spurted onto yan yu's face.
his eyes widened and he called out in confusion.
"apo... apo..."
blood poured out rapidly from xuan long's heart, yan yi had never seen so much blood in his life... maybe he had seen it, but he had never seen it here in xuan long.
people will die the moment they lose their hearts, and the same is true for demons, but xuanlong burns the power of the soul, and the body can live temporarily in the world, supporting him to finish what he has to say.
"take it..."
"didn't you want it for a long time... neidan is good... there is always no dragon heart to use. "
"go and save him..."
xuan long held that bloody heart and waited for yan yu to pick it up, his eyes were closed, and he didn't have the strength to look at this world again.
"i know... there is no emotion between you and me. "
"you never loved, i... i... i know. "
"then... for the sake of this heart... let go of the flower girl, let go of the child... give them a way to live..."
"good or bad..."
yan yi shook his head, the sharp pain in his brain became more and more intense, and his eyes were almost cracked: "no... no..."
suddenly something warm hit his cheek, xuan long's hand hung down weakly, and the heart in his hand rolled to the ground, sticking to the mud.
"it just snowed... how come it's raining again..."
yan yi raised his hand to cover xuan long's heart, but his heart was dug out, where he could still cover the blood: "apo..."
"apo..."
xuan long: "yan iris... you promised me. "
"promise me..."