No matter how Feng Ling begged, Huo Jinxing would not allow her to go to Northern Xinjiang.
The two slept in each other's arms. Huo Jinxing held her tightly in his arms, and frequent kisses fell like drizzling rain on Feng Ling's forehead, cheeks, nose, mouth...
As an emperor, this was the first time he tried to persuade someone with such earnest words, "Ling'er, just stay home obediently, okay?
You have to know that I am better than you in skills and have more powerful influence. If I can't solve the problem, it will be more dangerous for you to go.
Although I really want you to love me more, you are a mother now and you must consider the safety of our child, right?"
He was reluctant to leave, too. If things went well, he might be able to come back before their child was born. But if things didn't go well, he might not be able to come back.
The present is different from the past. They are facing a demon that even gods cannot suppress. Huo Jinxing is preparing for the worst, but he is the emperor and has no power to retreat.
Feng Ling felt the man's temptation and almost nodded in agreement. It wasn't that she didn't know what was good for her, but, "But, I always have a very strong desire, as if someone is calling me."
Therefore, Feng Ling's heart is always restless and she really wants to go to the northern border. Maybe there is some connection?
If you miss the opportunity, maybe it will be irreversible and you will regret it for the rest of your life?
Huo Jinxing paused, staring into Feng Ling's eyes which were filled with lust, and instantly knew that Feng Ling was not lying.
"What connection do you have with Northern Xinjiang?" Hasn't Feng Ling ever left Heshan Village since he was a child?
"Call Dingdang out and ask?" When they were being intimate, Dingdang must not be allowed to eavesdrop.
Huo Jinxing kissed Feng Ling fiercely, then let go and lay back down. "Ask." He wanted to see what excuse Feng Ling could come up with.
If it wasn't a matter of life and death, she definitely couldn't be allowed to take the risk.
Feng Ling immediately released Feng Ling from the space, "Dingdang, you want to go to the Northern Frontier too, right?"
Generally speaking, the feelings of the wind spirit are connected with those of the holy bell, of course, except at certain times.
"I think it might be related to your life experience." Sheng Ling was digesting the absorbed evil spirit in the space. When Feng Ling mentioned Northern Frontier, she immediately expressed her feelings.
"Background? Your mother?" In Huo Jinxing's impression, Su the witch was just a noisy old woman who pretended to be confused most of the time, but was very clear at the critical moment.
Feng Ling didn’t expect Sheng Ling to think about her own life experience, but this made sense, “Probably not, I think my mother should have some relationship with Su Miao.
My father actually has no blood relationship with the Feng family in Heshan Village. Judging from his appearance, he should still be alive.
It is said that he was originally conscripted into the army, and perhaps he happened to be sent to the northern border. Later, his family inexplicably received a pension. Something must have happened at that time.
My mother also guessed my father's situation. She was quite knowledgeable and must have been thinking about it in her heart.
I originally wanted to settle my family and then go find my father, but who knew I got pregnant.
Now that an accident has occurred in northern Xinjiang and I have a premonition, it would be safer to take a trip.
I have to go back and talk to my mother and brother about this. They should go too.
I will take good care of myself. I have so many people protecting me. If I encounter danger and can't handle it, I will run away.
Rest assured." Feng Ling's attitude was firm. This was the place she had to go.
This reason really cannot be forced. You can't let others be unfilial, right?
“There’s really nothing we can do about you, so let’s go together and let them make arrangements tomorrow.
Go home first?" Feng Ling must go back to pick up Su Shenpo and Feng Ming.
"Okay, go to sleep, recharge your batteries, and go home tomorrow."
Go home, a word that makes people feel soft and moved. Feng Ling has never missed home so much, with such an urgent desire.
The only one who needed to sleep was Feng Ling. After she fell asleep, Huo Jinxing immediately got up to make arrangements.
The things here had to be handled by Huo Yan. They seemed to be trivial matters, but there was a lot to do. Huo Jinxing was so busy that he didn't finish until dawn.
The next day, Feng Ling entrusted the county's property to Bai Shaoxing and then set off for home.
Tao Yao also separated from Kuiba and went back with Feng Ling, because if they wanted to go to the northern border, they didn't need to pass through the county town.
The snake demon went to Zheng's house to get the jewelry and then told him the rest of the things.
When the group returned, there was one more imperial teacher, Xie Chaoxuan could be counted as one of them, but he could not move around freely during the day.
Because I was preoccupied with something, I drove relatively fast. I thought I would be able to return to Heshan Village soon, but in the end, I was stuck in traffic again.
In broad daylight, a group of people were driving on the official road. The originally straight official road suddenly changed as they moved forward.
Without any warning, day turned into night in an instant.
"Damn! What's going on?" The snake demon exclaimed, and the horse under him neighed and stopped in restlessness.
Because he and the Peach Demon knew the way, they ran in front, Feng Ling and Huo Jinxing's carriage was in the middle, and the National Master and Wukong were at the rear.
When the peach demon and the snake demon wanted to retreat, the night scene quickly extended backwards, instantly enveloping all the people behind them.
"Huh? Ghost village?" Wu Gong figured it out at a glance.
"What ghost village?" The snake demon was a typical mountain demon. He was young and had never heard of these strange things.
"What? There is a ghost village? Let me out to see." Xie Chaoxuan shouted impatiently and quickly came out from the sleeve of the national teacher.
Sure enough, outside I saw a pitch-black mass of graves, with graves of all sizes rising and falling, nameless wooden tombstones, broken alum, and flocks of crows cawing and flying around...
It was a very scary scene, but Feng Ling and his gang were not ordinary people, so I wasn't afraid at all. There was even one person I particularly liked.
"Hey, this environment is nice!" It made him feel comfortable and was especially beneficial for cultivation. Xie Chaoxuan was immediately happy.
Without waiting for everyone to say anything, he rushed into the depths, leaving the peach demon and the snake demon looking at him in amazement. This guy was too reckless, no wonder he died early.
“It is said that the wizards of Xixiang have a secret technique that can create ghostly illusions and use the ghosts and corpses of the dead as their weapons.
Those who attack them and can reach this level are all extremely powerful wizards." The state teacher's face became serious.
"Su Miao?" When it comes to witchcraft, one has to think more. Feng Ling is a wizard, and so is Su Miao.
As soon as Su Miao left, the wizard from Xixiang appeared. Huo Jinxing felt that it was probably related to that damn woman.
"It's possible." Among peers, there are either competitors or partners. The Su family still has a certain influence in the Xuan world.
"It's so annoying! How can I do prenatal education if I keep encountering these kinds of eye-catching scenes? Will my baby's aesthetic taste become strange in the future?"
This was the question that Feng Ling thought of. Of course, she was a little angry.
If you deliberately block others' way when they are rushing on their way, you will die miserably...
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