When Yan Ping and his party received a letter from afar, his expression could only be described as the combination of ancient Jing Wubo and the turbulent waves and conflicting. The warning that this news must be kept secret, except for his woman who can keep things at ease, the woman who is most eager to stare at the moon, and wishes to put on her wings and fly to him immediately.

Hongxiu found that Yue Ling'er smiled very brightly that day. Maybe the child in her belly was about to give birth, and why didn't she do it?

On a particularly ordinary morning, with a cry of birth, Yue Ling'er finally had her destined first child. She seemed to have had a long time of peace. This child who only belonged to her and Wu Yonglin had actually discussed the name before leaving. The girl was called Wu Ruolan and the boy was called Wu Xiaodao. Now that she gave birth to a son for him, the remaining name would naturally not be stingy to give the name of the poetic girl she gave to her most learned man to wait for a long time. Now there is only Yin Lengshuang's daughter, whose nickname is Damao.

The confrontation between Yue Ling'er and Yin Lengshuang is completely incomparable. Looking at Wu Xiaodao's hand-carrying person, Yin Lengshuang's heart was filled with a hint of sadness. She felt that Yue Ling'er was lowered, but the one who got the Thousand Swords was not around. When she turned over, she would probably have been trampled on by Yue Ling's fighting will burst out in her body.

"Come on, little guy, let Ernie hug. This little guy is much heavier than the big hair falling from my belly." When Yin Lengshuang hugged the little kid, the little Queque who had been staring at the little guy in her eyes. She stubbornly swore that one day if such a rare thing came out of her belly, she would definitely be with Wu Yonglin.

"Da Mao, come here quickly and see your younger brother Ermao." After Yue Ling'er said this intentional or unintentional statement, Yin Lengshuang's dazed eyes immediately turned from Wu Xiaodao's croaker to the deep part of her pupils that were afraid of being teased by the other party the moment before. There seemed to be a hidden excitement.

Thinking that Ermao might almost be beaten by Damao every day in the future, Yin Lengshuang felt a sense of joy that was pressing on her head from the bottom of her head.

Yue Ling'er was hesitating whether to tell Yin Lengshuang what he had just received from Yan Ping not long ago. With the temperament of this woman, she would probably follow Yan Ping without hesitation. She didn't seem to be assured of where the disaster was put. The best way was to stay by her side. As for the big snake that she didn't know where she got it, no one dared to approach within a few miles of this radius. Yin Lengshuang said lightly, "This is a guardian snake, which will bring endless wealth to us men." After Yue Ling'er no longer had the courage to let this evil woman harm others.

"Sister, is that man coming back?" Seeing Yan Ping gradually disappearing into the eyes of the two of them with his appearance as a Dali businessman, Yin Lengshuang finally couldn't help but ask.

"What if he brings another woman back?" Yue Ling'er asked self-deprecatingly.

"It's okay to bring it back. If that woman dares to give birth to a croaker before I give birth to a croaker, I will definitely make her regret appearing here."

Yue Ling'er walked away with a little amused and crying. She was very glad to avoid the kindness that appeared in this woman. Whether that woman can escape in the future may depend on the other party's conduct and luck.

Yan Ping finally met the familiar monk who hadn't seen in Heilongtan for almost half a year, but the other party seemed to be greedy for the world, and changed from a monk to a lay disciple, or a very vulgar person who had completely broken away from Buddhism.

They used a hug to resolve the gap that seemed to be caused by time. After Wu Yonglin said in a voice that almost squeezed out of his throat, "I may have to thank you for your hard work this time." Yan Ping was so surprised that he could hardly say it. Wu Yonglin seemed to have never thought of going home with him.

Yan Ping was depressed for a long time and finally remembered a happy event. He hoped that this might make him change his mind. He quickly clasped his fists with a smile and said, "Brother Wu, congratulations on adding another child, and he is still a young man."

"Are you saying I have a son?" Wu Yonglin almost trembled. It was not because of nervousness, but because of excitement. It was often said that men would be at a loss when they saw their newborn child. Even though they were separated from their two children, their mind was blank at this moment. He hoped to capture some broken memories from his mind to form a natural picture, but it seemed that this had no effect at all. Those fantasies were immediately melted away by reality, leaving only a big man standing next to the black water pool with apologetic and tears in his heart. This time he really cried because of joy.

When Dao Wuchang saw the familiar eyes behind the scarf, he had already taken off the wine bag on his waist and threw it over, muttering: "Why are you doing such a mess? You're like a little wife? If you don't know, you think your butt is itchy."

Zhao Huaien stared helplessly at Bi'er beside her. Her inappropriate outfit was of course due to the so-called old man beside her. At this moment, Bi'er seemed more interested in Dao Wuchang. She secretly looked at Dao Wuchang, who seemed to be emitting a fierce light in her eyes. The most inappropriate standing stance between Zhao Huaien and Dao Wuchang, and she was very afraid that her man would be abducted from him.

"Tashidler." When the two men stretched their arms towards Bier at the same time, the woman walked away like crazy.

"Two stinking hooligans."

"This woman has a chance, which is much more reliable than Feng Shiniang's woman whose eyes are penetrated into the piggy bank. Don't miss it. After passing this village, there will be no such station." Dao Wuchang looked at Bier who turned around every five steps and sighed deeply.

"You are really not going back with us? You know, I'm afraid I can't help you this time." Zhao Huaien looked at the team of more than 200 craftsmen, and there was an unknown pressure on his shoulders. As he walked over, the Long Master Tiger Master Leopard Master Wolf Master really gave him a headache for a while.

"No, I always want to look at the white lotus again. In this life, there is only this little thought left. If you don't seize the opportunity and take a look at it a few more times, I'm afraid there will be no chance."
Chapter completed!