Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 212
Dai Wu stopped talking, and was scolded honestly. Listening to Yang Rui venting his dissatisfaction, he hummed from time to time, which was regarded as a response, but he and Cheng Juntao played tricks under the table, scratching his wife's palm, teasing Cheng Juntao.

Yang Rui reprimanded him, took a sip of water angrily, and then said to Cheng Juntao: "Taotao, you can't pamper him too much, your husband has been restless since he was capable, and you must take care of him in the future. If he dares to be disobedient, come to me, and I will make the decision for you!"

"Well, Mom, I know, if he dares to be disobedient, I will learn from you and educate him well!" Cheng Juntao smiled like a flower, and rolled his eyes at Dai Wu, as if he had received an imperial order, to see if you dare to be disobedient!

Cheng Juntao's "Mom" made Yang Rui furious. He liked this daughter-in-law very much at first, and now she is more and more pleasing to the eye.

Before leaving after eating, he did not forget to give Dai Wu a hard look, as a threat to let his son be his wife and control him strictly.

Back in the room, Dai Wu went to look at Han Yixi first, and secretly made up his mind that he must cultivate into a four-fruit arhat.

Every time he saw Han Yixi, he would become full of motivation.

Later, he lay on the bed with Cheng Juntao, and the two watched TV and chatted together.

"Tao Tao, I want to discuss something with you." Dai Wu put his hand on Cheng Juntao's belly, and gently stroked it. There was a continuation of their lives inside.

"Well, let's talk." Cheng Juntao fiddled with the remote control, looking for a good program.

"After I send Xiaoxi to the snow-capped mountains, I want to be an ascetic, take the pilgrimage road, and practice outside for a few months." Dai Wuyue said in a lower voice, guilt welling up in his heart. He knew that he should accompany Cheng Juntao at this time. By my side, but I can't let go of the obsession in my heart.

Cheng Juntao looked at Dai Wu seriously, looking at his lover's face, feeling very unhappy in his heart, and said, "Husband, if I don't allow you to go, what will you do?"

"Then I will send Xiaoxi to the snow-capped mountains, and come back immediately to accompany my little wife until she gives birth to a baby, and then I will fulfill my wish." Dai Wu touched Cheng Juntao's forehead with his head, and the two were close to each other. Together, intimately.

"For the sake of my husband's obedience, I agree, but you must come back before giving birth to the baby, otherwise I will be angry and ignore you in the future." Cheng Juntao pouted his mouth, Qingcheng's face, he could see Dai Wu was moved.

"That's for sure. I'll write a note later. If my mother asks, you can leave it to her. I can't let my wife take the blame for me." Dai Wu thought very carefully. If he doesn't come back, Yang Rui will definitely intervene. There will be conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Today I talked about asking Cheng Juntao to take care of Dai Wu, but in the blink of an eye he let him run away and didn’t go home. Yang Rui must be upset. When his temper came up and he had a quarrel with Cheng Juntao, Dai Wu would cry to death .

Turning off the TV, Cheng Juntao hugged Dai Wu tightly, comforting himself in his heart, every successful man has a great woman behind him, I will be his backing, no matter how hard or tired, I will support him.

At this moment, Dai Wu was full of emotion, stroking his beautiful wife's hair, feeling that he was too selfish.

This is the sorrow of ascetics. If you want to be successful in martial arts, you also want to marry a wife and have children, and experience the happiness of human relationships. How can there be such a good thing.

The next morning, under the urging of his family, Dai Wu carried Han Yixi into the car, and Cheng Juntao found a driver for him, who would take him to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

Now the northwest is not peaceful, and since Sangxi was killed by Dai Wu, the dragons have no leader, and the wizards and priests of the various tribes are fighting with each other, and they all want to be the king of the northwest.

Although it is calm on the surface, it is bloody and rainy in the dark, especially the thatched hut of Sangxi, which is filled with spiritual energy from Shambhala. It is absolutely cool to practice in it, and it has become a competition here. place of focus.

But these have nothing to do with Dai Wu, because he has already arrived at the foot of the snow mountain, to the Sherpa village, which is the small village where Yedi stole food.

When I came here again, the village was still very quiet and there was little smoke. It was now noon and every household was lighting a fire to cook. When some villagers saw Dai Wu, they were taken aback and opened their mouths and shouted: "Are you Dai Wu? Emperor's brother?"

Dai Wu looked at the simple villagers with a smile on his face, and replied: "I am Dai Wu, did Emperor Ye not cause trouble for everyone?"

As a result, the villagers didn't answer, and ran away in a hurry. Dai Wu didn't know, so they had to keep going, preparing to pass through the village and go up the snow mountain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, a group of people with guns came around in the distance, and the leader was the village chief.

When these villagers saw Dai Wu, they were far less friendly and aggressive than before. Although they didn't point their guns at him, the unfriendly atmosphere was obvious, which made Dai Wu feel suspicious. Could it be that Yedi didn't do something good?

The village head had complex eyes, stood not far from Dai Wu, and said in a deep voice: "We don't welcome you, please leave!"

Dai Wu froze for a moment, then asked with doubts: "Why?"

Behind the village chief came villagers who rushed to answer: "You are a devil, you killed our leader Sangsi, and made our life difficult. The entire Northwest, because of you, caused people to live in poverty, and wars continued. We are at stake with you!"

After the words fell, many villagers raised their guns to aim at Dai Wu, but if something went wrong, they were ready to shoot.

When the village chief saw the situation, he immediately became anxious. He had seen Dai Wu's ability, and he had more knowledge than these villagers. He could kill Sangxi, but the gun was useless to others, which made Dai Wu anxious. , the whole village is not enough to kill!

"Put down your guns!" The village chief turned his head and yelled at the villagers behind him, feeling anxious.

The prestige of the village chief is still very strong. Although the villagers have doubts, they obediently put down their guns.

At this moment, Dai Wu felt very uncomfortable, and his concept of good and evil was a little shaken.

It stands to reason that his killing of Sangxi will help the country and the country and quell the rebellion in the northwest. People, the saint is alive.

But he killed the leader of the Northwest, causing the people here to lose their spiritual support.

Sangsi's followers are the bosses of various tribes. They fight for the throne, and the people below will naturally follow suit. Even if there is state suppression, you can't arrest them all, and those people have supernatural powers and cannot be restrained at all.

This is great, the country is unified, but the Northwest, where the country is prosperous and the people are safe, is full of wars, and the people's life has become difficult. Looking at the appearance of these villagers, seeing Dai Wu, I can't wait to drink his blood and eat his flesh!

Moreover, these villagers and Dai Wu are old friends, and they have a very good friendship. They are all like this. I have seen Dai Wu's reputation throughout the Northwest.
In the hearts of Chinese people, Dai Wu is a sage, but in the eyes of these villagers in the northwest, he is a devil, no wonder he turned gray hair, this is God's punishment for him!
Seeing the villagers' hatred eyes, Dai Wu felt sad and apologized: "I'm sorry!" Then he bowed to the villagers.

After that, he didn't say anything more, and walked out of the village with Han Yixi in his arms, with a lonely back and a lonely figure.

(End of this chapter)