Ode to Longevity

"Wow..." The child in the package cried even more. The little fingers passed through the package and grabbed the long hair of the falling rain, as if they were looking for something. Those big black eyes were full of tears. The small mouth that was opened and closed opened slightly, and the little hand was scratching, and the little foot was also moving around.

Obviously, she had never brought any children. Luo Yu was stunned by this scene. Seeing the sword light in front of her, she slapped it on the ground. Two sword beams, the toes were a little on the sudden long sword, and the vacant figure fell on the ground, smashing the child in his arms tightly in front of him, and snorted coldly: "A group of lackeys, she deserves this from all of you. Are you desperate? Don't threaten me with the elders' orders, since the young lady was detained until now, they still don't know about it."

"Now that you know, why ask again! This is a shame for the family. Do you think I will allow such a smudge to remain in the world?" The Yew woman jumped up first, and the long sword in her hand was like a snake. The flower is gentle, and the seemingly light sword is a retreat for Luo Yu, who is locked in front.

The yew women on both sides also shot at the same time, blocking the two sides of Luoyu.

Standing Feng Qingge quickly moved away from the battlefield and stepped aside. When the three yew women stood together, her pupils could not help shrinking, remembering that she had seen something like this somewhere. It was a combination of formation and swordsmanship, but it was more subtle than the swordsmanship of the Dutch family.

The dancers were struggling in front of her, and she and Han Bing had no idea what was going on. Why does Continental History release such a piece of history? Could this be the reason for the flaming terrain?

"These people's exercises are very mysterious, and they are completely different from other people on the mainland." Han Bing stood with his fists clenched, the long scarf was also blown by the night wind, and his eyes were staring at the few lines in front of him. The figure, a cold light flashed in the depths of his black eyes, he already knew where these people came from. Only people from that place can cultivate these people.

The long sword in "Dang" trembled, Luoyu fell to the side, and the child in her arms cried out loudly. Before she could think about it, she quickly hugged the child and rolled over on the ground. The figure of Ziyi appeared on the side, and a palm fell behind her.

"Om..." A strange light flickered from the child's arms. The force penetrated Luo Yu's body and hit the infant child. A faint green light grew in vain, protecting the child in the light. in the hood. And the half of the jade art tied around the child's neck was exposed like this.

As if struck by lightning, Feng Qingge's entire body froze, and even her breathing tightened. The right hand trembled and pressed on his neck, but it was empty and there was nothing left. Her jade art, that is the relic left by her mother, the jade art for her!

She gave Luoran her jade art. Although she wasn't around, how could she hide the familiar aura from her! This swaddling baby, is that her?

"Boundary! Oh, I didn't expect that she was fully prepared and blessed the child with a barrier, but something like this can stop us!" The cold voice broke out in vain, and the Yeshan woman sneered.

Holding back the blood in her mouth, Luo Yu hugged the child in her arms tightly, her angry eyes couldn't hide the sadness, she couldn't die! At least, at least watch the child in his arms grow up. He escaped the inspections of the elders and the guards of the family, but he did not expect to be tracked here by this group of people. If you don't do it in the family, you are afraid of leaving evidence.

"Qingge, don't cry, your mother loves you very much, and what flows in your body is not just something as simple as blood." The bright red blood dripped down the corner of Luoyu's mouth, she reached out and stroked the child A slight smile appeared on her forehead. Seeing that the child in her arms gradually quieted down, she raised her head and looked at the person opposite.

"Even if she dies, I won't let you hurt her." She wrapped the child in her arms tightly, and Luo Yu forcibly supported her.

It's just that her figure has shaken, and she can't hold on for long. That palm almost shattered her internal organs.

"I don't know what's wrong, I want to see how long you can last!" The purple figure burst out of the sky like lightning, the long sword in his hand was lightly picked, and locked on the child in front, and the corner of his mouth showed a cold smile. .

child……

Almost at that moment, Luoyu already understood the intention of the person in front of her. Holding the child, she turned around quickly. Even if she died, she couldn't let the child in her arms have any trouble! That drop of tears fell from the corner of her eyes, she clenched her teeth, and as if she had made a decision, she suddenly unwrapped the package and turned around in vain.

Allowing the long sword to pierce her body, she held the child in one hand, and the long sword in the other hand was aimed at the person in front of her.

"You..." The person on the other side didn't expect her to use such an extreme method. Her eyes were so wide that she even forgot to take out the long sword in her hand, clutching her stomach and backing away. Luo Yu didn't give her any chance, she quickly pulled out the long sword in her hand, lowered to the ground, supported her wobbly body, and hung the package on her chest, she slowly stretched out her hand and pressed the long sword on her abdomen She took out the long sword with a sound of "Zi", and the silver teeth had already been dyed red with blood. She glared at the people around her, hehe smiled and said: "Who else is going to die, come!"

"She's crazy!" With a cold face, one of the yew women said coldly: "The internal organs are broken, she can't last long, come on!"

The five yellow-clothed maids rushed out quickly. For them, the crumbling person in front of them had long since lost the ability to fight, and they were just forcibly supporting it.

The chaotic sword moves, the chaotic steps, she has no ability to continue. But those two hands still held the two long swords tightly, and subconsciously chopped them forward.

"People's potential is always so endless. Even I don't know why you are fighting."

Familiar and unfamiliar voices sounded in this space, all the figures seemed to be frozen, the white corners of the clothes danced in the wind, the long flowing hair was blown away, and the ugly mask looked like a ghost. The slender fingers pressed on the space in front and pressed down at will.

The yellow figure that was still in the sky flew out like an arrow from the string, without even touching the corner of his clothes, and he just used the momentum of that one, and didn't do anything at all.

"Ghost King?" The black pupils tightened suddenly, Feng Qingge looked at the scene in front of her in awe, and couldn't help taking a breath. How could the person who was protecting her in the pavilion appear here! If the swaddling child is her, then how long has the ghost king in front of her been with her, is it a coincidence, or is it a surveillance?