Sunset Loulan

Lou Lan was one of the thirty-six ancient kingdoms in the Western Regions. He had travelled six thousand and one hundred miles to Chang'an. Since the time of Zhang Qian's mission to the Western Regions, Lou Lan had praised Han and changed his name to Shan Shan Shan, moving to the capital, Tu Cheng.

Seeing how clear the words on the stone monument were, Chen Xie's heart stirred. "Lou Lan has been living in the capital for nearly a hundred years. I didn't expect it to be so abandoned."

Thinking about it, the desert was like a sandstorm. The once prosperous lands could not overcome a hundred years of change. If it were a human, they would do the same. He had the God's sariras, so even if he could live forever, how could he continue to live with her for so long?

His heart was filled with grief as he carried his wife to a place where she was sheltered from the wind. He then took off his robe and spread it out on the sand, placing Yin Ping's corpse on a flat surface. He muttered, "Sister Pingfan, wait a moment, I'll definitely save you."

The cold wind blew through the rooftops, like the low growls of ghosts, and the sound of sobbing could be heard. Chen Mu raised his head and looked at the hole above his head. Finally, he hardened his heart and prayed to the heavens. "If Pingmei is brought back from the dead, I, Chen Mu, would rather give my life to you."

After saying that, Chen Mu sat down cross-legged and took a deep breath of the pungent smell of sand and blood. He pressed the breath into his stomach and felt a warm current rise up from the bottom of his dantian. Suddenly, a bright light filled his lower abdomen.

The thing slowly moved up, and Chen Min only felt his body twitching in pain, but he still forced it up. He knew that after so long, the sariras had already taken root in his stomach and turned into an inner core. Now that he had forced it out, it would definitely cause his body to break down.

Everywhere the sariras' seed passed, it would break through the viscera, surging upwards along with many inexplicable veins and muscles, tearing the internal organs into a thousand shapes before returning to its original state. As long as the sariras were in his body, Chen Mubai would not die immediately. Other than Chunyu Yan, no one knew how to kill him. Even so, no one could endure this process. It was only after two hours that Chen Mubai finally spat out the Holy Priest's body. At this moment, he felt as if his soul had been completely sucked out of his body. The night was as cold as water and the wind was biting cold, but his clothes were already soaked through with sweat.

After a while, he undressed his wife, cut a small hole in her belly, and said, "Pingfan, you can't devour this thing right now. I can only do this. Please don't blame me."

While he was speaking, he slowly pressed the sariras into his wife's wound with the last of his strength. As soon as the sariras were stained with blood, their radiance soared, and the situation of the women became crystal clear. The bones, the fetus, and even the flesh and blood of the fetus were all clearly visible.

With a moan from Yin Ping, the fetus was unexpectedly also felt by the Shrek Godly Light. It had originally been stillborn, but at this moment, intentionally or unintentionally, it twitched its little hand.

Chen Mubai was finally relieved. He had made the right decision to give up the Shrek Monk's Son and exchange it for the lives of the mother and son duo. However, at this time, Chen Mu couldn't hold on any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed Yin Ping's hand, and lay down on her soft stomach, unconscious.

Although he had fallen down, Yin Ping slowly woke up. She felt pain in her stomach, as if the rivers were overturning and the seas were overturning. All her strength seemed to be being used as she only heard waves of infant wails in her sleep. She didn't know whether she was in hell or the human world, but the crying of the baby sounded louder in the cold night.

Suddenly, he felt that there was something warm within his crotch. When the crescent moon peeked out from the hole in the roof, she suddenly realized that she had just been born, and as she looked out into the moonlight, she couldn't help but cry out loud. She hurriedly picked up her child, but before she had the chance to rejoice, a sharp pain suddenly came from her lower abdomen.

She had a physique that surpassed others, and with the help of the monk Sherry, she gave birth to another child in her confusion. After a long while, he regained his senses and looked at the twins. He cried out in joy. The two of them looked exactly the same, but their cries echoed endlessly in this ghost-like Lou Lan City. How tenacious was their vitality?

Yin Ping used her scimitar to cut the umbilical cord and reported the two children to her. She was extremely weak at first, but when she saw her two children, she immediately had the strength to struggle and climb up, pulling the robe under her, wrapping the two children up. When she saw Chen Mu's pale face and the scar on her abdomen, she knew that her husband had saved them both for the rest of their lives. When she thought about how the Peacock Plaza had been razed to the ground and her family destroyed, she couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

It was winter in the desert, and this year was especially early. When Chen Mu woke up, it was unknown what time it was. The sky was covered with goosebumps, and the earth and sky were covered with white snow. Despite the cold, it gave him a sense of rebirth.

Yin Ping was lying beside him with her back pressed against his arm. Chen Mu sat up abruptly. "Sister Pingyi, Sister Pingfan …" "Don't die …"

Yin Ping turned around and smiled sweetly, "Be quiet. The child just fell asleep."

Only then did Chen Mubai let out a long sigh. "It's good that you're fine …" When he looked up, he couldn't help but furrow his brows. "Sister Pingfan …"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mu slowly shook his head. "Nothing …" Bring the child to me. "

It turned out that Chen Mubai had just seen through the sariras that his wife had a baby in her womb. At that time, there was only one son, but for some reason, Yin Ping had given birth to two sons. Chen Mu looked at the two children and couldn't tell the difference. Although he was surprised, he did not think too much about it. Perhaps he might have been mistaken last night when he was severely injured and losing consciousness.

He hesitated, then bit off one of the children's pinky fingers. The child cried in pain, and the other child who was sleeping beside him also cried in pain.

Yin Ping said in shock, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Xie looked at the flying snow on the roof and sighed, "How can life be as it pleases? These two children were born at a truly inopportune time. They nearly caused our lives to suffer. There are some calamities that I have to go through after all. If I bit off their fingers, I will face them head-on. If they bleed, only when the calamities are complete will they grow up safely. "