Cat Lord is ready to be captured

Chapter 218 Chapter 210 Seven King Si gave birth (10 more)
Shi Yan immediately took a step back warily, and looked at Chu Yu who was under the Yaozhutai: "Are you a descendant of the Bailing cat clan?" His blood-red pupils fell on the tail of the cat, and he suddenly realized, "You are the one who set up the demon-killing platform back then. The child under the enchantment?"

Seven years ago, he exhausted all his energy and broke the demon-locking chain on the demon-killing platform. A ten-year-old milk doll returned to his original form with one move, and this bad breath blocked him for seven years.

Shi Yan snorted: "So, it's a purebred white spirit and half demon."

Chu Yu was expressionless: "I am the king of Beiying."

The other party laughed loudly: "I have only been imprisoned for 200 years, and Bei Ying is not good enough to let a half-demon become king. Where are Feng Qing and Rong Shu? Are they all dead?"

200 years ago, Fengqing, Rongshu, and Shiyan were equally famous in Beiying, and their power shocked the 72 tribes in the demon world.

Chu Yu raised his eyes, glanced at the extremely ugly three-eyed monster with his beautiful eyes, and said in a lazy tone casually: "They are not dead, you are the one who can't live."

Shi Yan was furious when he heard the words, and tore apart the gravel on the Demon Execution Platform with one paw, the pupils standing on his forehead were about to burst, scabs squirmed layer by layer on his face, and pus and blood flowed down.

The Monster Execution Platform cracked again, and countless evil monsters poured out.

Shi Yan laughed loudly, and roared viciously: "You half-human, half-demon brat, you've only been eating rice for a few years and you're so shameless, today—"

Chu Yu didn't even bother to finish listening, so he raised his hand and slapped Shi Yan back a few steps, and gave an order: "All the evil spirits in the demon killing platform will be killed."

"Yes!"

The demon lords of all clans took the orders and led the troops to kill them. Suddenly, a storm surged, and the three parties fought in a melee.

The strong demonic aura approached the demon-killing platform, and Shi Yan retreated under the stone platform, resting his hind paws on the ground, before stabilizing his body: good, good, what a king of demon kings!

A stern light flashed across his blood pupils, full of excitement, Shi Yan raised his head and laughed wildly: "I want to see how great the descendants of the white civet clan are. If I lose, I will be imprisoned for hundreds of years at worst. Alright, let me take your seat as the King of the Ten Thousand Monsters in Beiying."

Chu Yu raised his hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his palm. His fingertips slowly brushed the blade, and a smear of blood smeared on the blade, and the blue light broke out immediately.

The sword has been consecrated, killing without mercy.

Chu Yu said: "If you lose, you will stay."

"Keng--"

Under the collision of swords, guns, swords and halberds, there are corpses everywhere, and the sound of the new wind is the sound of the beacon fire stepping over thousands of bones in Fangfei in March.

Late at night, listening to the snow in the environment, it is also deep.

In the depths of the plum grove, several bamboo houses are located. In front of and behind the houses, flowers are flying all over the sky. Two spirit eagles fly on the branches of plum blossoms. The north wins the spirit eagle birds, and they go up to the sky, traveling thousands of miles at night. The defenders could see it.

"Giggle."

"Cluck, cluck."

The spirit eagle chirped softly and rang a few times, the window of the bamboo house was pushed open, a plain white hand stretched out the window, and the bird flapped its wings and landed on the white wrist.

The half-open window revealed a side face with heroic eyebrows and eyes. She was a girl. She untied the letter paper from the bird's leg and spread it out in the palm of her hand. There were thick calluses on her fingertips.

A line of words appeared on the paper, and the silhouette of the person in the window also sank, crumpling the letter paper in the palm of his hand: "Chu Yu, you forced me to do this!"

A pair of purple eyes condensed into a faint cold light, as if listening to the moon in a snowy night.

After a while, the woman in the bamboo house put on her clothes and went out of the house with a lamp in her hand. She bypassed Merlin and went to the house in the southeast. Xia Zhixu nodded, turned around, suddenly turned around, and waved his sleeves.

Zhixia and Zhixu were defenseless and fell into the snow.

The woman smiled, opened the door and entered the house.

"Clap."

Xiao Jingsi got up from the couch before falling asleep, "Who is it?"

Someone called out: "Master."

Xiao Jingsi put on her clothes and went to the outside room, and took off the cloth covering the Ye Mingzhu, and the room was bright immediately, she asked, "Is it Zixiang?"

Zixiang opened the curtain of the back room and came in: "It's me, I'm here to watch the night for the master."

Xiao Jingsi sat back on the couch again, lay down slowly on her side, and asked her, "How is your injury?"

Zixiang raised his hand, moved his wrist lightly, and replied with a smile: "The medicine that Gu Xi sent is very effective, and it's no longer a problem, and it doesn't hurt when I move it."

Xiao Jingsi was a little relieved, her body was a little heavy, but she didn't feel sleepy: "I'm a little thirsty, please pour me a glass of water."

Zi Xiangfang walked to the couch, stopped, folded out again, poured a glass of water, suddenly stopped, turned his back and stared at the water in the glass for a long time, then slowly removed the hairpin from his hair... …

"What time is it? Why hasn't Chu Yu come back?"

No one answered, Xiao Jingsi called out, "Zixiang."

"Huh?" She seemed to have regained her senses, walked over with a cup in her hand, and said, "It's already Haishi, maybe the matter at Zhuyaotai hasn't subsided yet."

Walking to the bed, Zixiang handed out the teacup, Xiao Jingsi frowned, took the cup after a while, covered it in his hand for a while, and then bowed his head to drink.

Zixiang stared at the cup of tea, his pupils brightened.

The teacup was brought to his lips, Xiao Jingsi suddenly paused, raised his head, and looked at Zixiang: "Why do you have such a bloody smell on your body?"

She lowered her eyes: "Maybe it's because of the injury."

"No, it's new blood."

When the words fell, the glass smashed to the ground: "Boom——"

The cup was torn apart, and the tea stains splashed on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

Xiao Jingsi got up suddenly, lifted the quilt and covered the night pearl lighting in the room, it was pitch black, the figure flickered, there was a clang, and the sound of the sword coming out of its scabbard.

Xiao Jingsi's voice came from behind: "Who are you?"

The woman turned around, raised her hand, and gathered her five fingers together. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her hand in disbelief. There was an enchantment in this room, and there was no magic trick...

After hesitating for a moment, the woman rushed towards Xiao Jingsi, extremely fast, and with a flash of the dagger in her hand, she aimed at Xiao Jingsi's belly!

But seeing that she didn't take a step back, didn't dodge at all, she took the dagger with her bare hands, cut her fingertips, and the blood instantly stained the blade red, but she didn't even blink, she took advantage of the situation decisively, spun with a skillful force, and caught it The woman twisted her wrist forcefully, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Xiao Jingsi clasped the woman's wrist: "Who are you?"

The woman looked up, smiled, suddenly raised her knee, and slammed into Xiao Jingsi's stomach hard. She was faster, and Xiao Jingsi was faster. She leaned back and did a somersault to avoid the woman's knee, and then kicked the woman's calf.

The woman was forced back by gravity and bumped into the jade couch behind her. Her leg softened after being kicked, and she knelt on the ground with one knee. Her calf was numb and she couldn't move for a while.

What a Xiao Jingsi, even though her monster race speed is seven times that of the human race, she is still at a disadvantage. If Xiao Jingsi hadn't been pregnant, I'm afraid that that kick just now would have crippled her.

"I'll ask again, who are you?"

Xiao Jingsi raised the sword in his hand and pointed at the woman on the ground.

She bowed and squatted, raised her chin, and slightly raised the corners of her lips: "I'm Zixiang."

Every frown, smile, and every move is Zixiang's right, but these eyes, like a beast catching prey, are burning with excitement and impulsiveness.

Xiao Jingsi looked like a torch, and said, "Where is Zixiang?"

The woman rubbed her calf and stood up while supporting the jade couch. In the dark, she raised her eyelids: "She's dead." Her pupils suddenly turned dark purple, and her blood-red lips parted slightly, "Next, it's my turn." is you."

Xiao Jingsi's hand holding the sword was clenched tightly, with blue veins looming.

The woman swept her eyes away, and stared at Xiao Jingsi's belly through the moonlight outside the window: "I want to see how long your big belly can last."

Want to kill her, idiotic dream.

Xiao Jingsi suddenly threw the sword in his hand and nailed it straight into the fist-sized night pearl beside the couch.

"boom!"

The bead shattered, and all kinds of lights were refracted from the gap immediately, and the scorching light broke out, illuminating the room brightly.

The sudden strong light pierced the woman's eyes, and she raised her hand to cover it. At this moment, the window burst open from the outside, before the woman could open her eyes, someone hit her shoulder hard, and she slammed into the screen, the inlaid The jade is falling apart.

She raised her eyes and saw the man standing at the window with a murderous look.

Mirror Lake Demon Venerable...

She is Xiao Jingsi!

The woman gritted her teeth, and as soon as she got up, the door opened.

With a voice as warm as water, lazily and coldly: "So it's a three-tailed mink running wild in my listening environment."

The person possessing Zixiang is none other than Mingmiao the three-tailed mink.

Ming Miao looked sideways, and saw the man at the door, dressed in white, gentle and handsome, he was Tingrong Yaozun.

Chu Yu, Chu Yu, you have tried your best to protect her.

Ming Miao gritted her teeth, and leaned on her shoulder: "Xiao Jingsi," her eyes were burning like a fire, and she paused every word, "Wait, I will let you obediently get out of this room."

After saying that, she grabbed the quilt on the couch and covered the glowing broken jade all over the place. When the room was dark, there was a slap on the window sill, and the person broke through the window and fled.

Without saying a word, Jinghu chased after him with one hand on the window.

"Jojo!"

He stopped, stood outside the window, and looked back at Xiao Jingsi. The eyes that were calm just now were messy and flustered.

Her face was pale, her head was covered with sweat, and her voice was heavy, accompanied by heavy panting: "Qiao Qiao, stop chasing, you go and help me find Gu Xi, help me find him."

Jinghu froze in place.

She shouted loudly: "Go! Go find him!" She blushed, "The dagger in that Ming Miao's hand just now belonged to Gu Xi, he... Maybe something happened to him."

Jinghu hesitated for a short time, then nodded. Just as she walked into the snowy moonlight, there was a sound behind her. When she turned her head, she saw Xiao Jingsi lying beside a pile of broken jade. The light from the night illuminated her face. The reflection was very white and bloodless. He raised his foot, but couldn't move a step. He turned around and went back into the room.

Gu Xi, wait a minute, he can't leave Xiao Jingsi behind.

"Hold her to the couch!"

Feng Qing's urging voice pulled the God of Jinghu back, his hands trembling, he picked up Xiao Jingsi, staggered a few times before walking to the side of the couch.

"What's wrong with her?" Jinghu was so panicked that he couldn't speak clearly, there were big spots of sweat on his head, more than Xiao Jingsi?

Feng Qing remained calm, and felt for Xiao Jingsi's pulse: "The fetus is moving, it's about to give birth."

When Jinghu heard this, his eyes almost popped out: "Then, what should I do?"

"Let her live."

Jinghu was stunned, looking completely at a loss.

Feng Qing shook her head, and said to Ming Gu: "Go and invite Yan Ci."

Ming Gu went to invite someone immediately, but fortunately, Yao Wangzun had invited the Beiying goddess doctor to Tingrongjing long ago, and was on standby at twelve o'clock.

In less than a moment, Yan Ci was invited to the bamboo house, and only told Zhixia and Zhixu: "Go and boil some hot water, and everyone else should go outside and wait."

Miscellaneous people, etc., naturally refer to Fengqing and Jinghu.

Feng Qing considered himself an idler, far away from the bamboo house, his warm eyes were a little tired and sleepy, but the blazing cat kept dangling in front of his eyes, making him really dizzy.

Feng Qing rubbed her brows: "Don't walk around, you will trample the flowers in my yard."

Jinghu ignored it and punched a plum tree anxiously.

click-

A branch of the plum tree was broken, Feng Qing: "..." Who did his tree offend!

Jinghu still couldn't calm down, stepped on his feet and looked into the house frequently. In the snowy night, it was very quiet, only the sound of snowbirds chirping softly.

"Why is there no sound?"

Jinghu thought that giving birth to a child would cause people to cry, he had read in the picture book given by Xiaohui before, that a human woman would cry hoarsely when she gave birth.

Right now, it's too quiet.

Feng Qing was an outsider, she just felt so strange, she asked Jinghu: "Is the child yours?"

Jinghu glared at him: "It belongs to Chu Yu."

So, Feng Qing raised her hand to pick up a piece of fallen plum, played with it in her palm, and said, "Then what does it matter to you?"

"You do not understand."

Feng Qing opened her palm, let the petals in her hand blow away with the wind, leaned against the tree, closed her eyes and meditated, he didn't understand?Yes, he really doesn't understand, he doesn't understand the people and monsters in this world, how nice it is to be so carefree and peaceful, why bother to have grudges, it's all just obsession.

At night, it is very quiet, the snow is falling quietly, and the plum blossoms on the trees are also falling quietly. Listening to the night pearl buried in the snow outside the country, the scene in the mirror is covered with a layer of soft haze, peaceful and tranquil.

Suddenly, there was the cry of a child.

"Wow--"

"Wow--"

The cry was loud and clear, which disturbed the tranquility and added a bit of fireworks to this fairyland on earth. Feng Qing frowned, feeling a strong sense of disobedience.

Jinghu suddenly loosened her eyebrows, and the corners of her stiff lips flattened.

Yan Ci came out holding the child, one in each hand, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "The one crying so loudly is a girl, a younger sister."

There are two in a litter, the girl of the human race is the younger sister, and there is a white spirit and a half-demon, who sleeps in the swaddling baby thinly, with a pair of pink and tender cat ears that have not grown hair yet, drooping, and are more beautiful than ordinary children Some, the skin is white and not wrinkled.On the other hand, that girl, with a blushing face, her eyes still open, a small wrinkled face, and no eyebrows, compared the two, she is really not as beautiful as her brother.

However, Jinghu likes girls, and stares at her intently, very curious. Feng Qing, who is on the side, only rolls her eyes twice, and has only one thought: that human girl is really fat.

"How is she?" Jinghu poked his head to look into the room, but it was inconvenient to go in.

"It's okay, I'm tired, I'm sleeping." Yan Ci said, "It's clear that I went to the Yan Luo Palace for a walk, but I didn't say a word, my temper is really bearable."

Naturally, Xiao Jingsi has always been strong.Jinghu continued to look into the house, thinking about the people inside.

"Meow."

Suddenly, there was a milky meow, like a mosquito.

Yan Ci said pleasantly: "He opened his eyes!" It is extremely rare even in Beiying to open his eyes at birth.

Feng Qing glanced at it with interest: "Well, the variety is good."

Like his father, a purebred white civet family, with extremely noble blood.

"It's born."

A lazy voice came along with the wind, casually lazily, with a smile, and said: "There is the call of the white civet family, and the newborn purebred white civet will definitely make a difference."

Fengqing and Jinghu turned their heads and saw the glowing plum blossoms. The man was wearing a tender green robe, with red lips and green eyes. Plum blossoms and leaves all over the place, approaching each other.

Xieyao Rongshu, I haven't seen you in 200 years, and it's still the same... Sao Bao

Feng Qing squinted her eyes and looked at Rong Shu's forehead: "I haven't seen you in 200 years, and your antlers have only grown so little."

Rong Shu's beautiful face immediately collapsed, and his eyes froze: "These two children just boiled for me to make up for."

After the words fell, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Outside this room, there is a powerful enchantment, even if he enters the room, he will not be able to exert any demonic power. Chu Yu's demon king is very handy.

Rong Shu raised his eyes, looked at the newborn child unhurriedly, eager to try and excited.

Feng Qing turned around, blocking his line of sight: "Without my permission, no one is allowed to take out even the plants and trees I listen to."

Rong Shu smiled, "Oh, really?"

He flicked his sleeves slowly, and a thick layer of snow was thrown off unexpectedly. The plum blossoms were blown by the wind, and the snow covered the sky, blocking their sight.

Before the wanton icicles fell, the green figure broke through the snow.

Jinghu shouted loudly: "Stand back!"

Yan Ci's pupils suddenly dilated, and as soon as she stepped back into the room, that seductive face came into view, and it was, it was too late...

(End of this chapter)