Faced with this man, a former comrade-in-arms of her deceased father, Fengling suddenly remembered Tianya, who had been moved to tears the first time they met.
Feeling a pang of sadness, I didn't know what to say to ease the pain of this senior.
Although it doesn't even qualify as a life, but merely an ideology, Fengling still couldn't bear it.
"I am his child. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting..."
As the wind chime spoke, the sword spirit remained silent for a moment, then whispered:
So... he's not coming back...
He... won't be coming back.
That was the end of it; there was no need to say anything more. The Blade Spirit did not reply to the Wind Chime.
Despite the seemingly silent stillness, Feng Ling felt that the silence was deafening, like a roaring lament that made his soul tremble.
The grief that once overwhelmed him even ripped his mind away. When he came to his senses, he felt a cool sensation on his face.
When I reached out to help him up, I realized that two streams of hot tears had already formed on my face.
Suddenly he understood... understood how much pain Tianya and the others had endured back then, understood the weight of the two lines of tears Tianya shed when he saw him.
Fengling wiped away her tears and looked at Xiaoyueban beside her:
"Thank you... Auntie, you're right... The sooner this knife gets back, the better..."
He was incredibly grateful that Xiao Yueban had managed to get the knife back. Every second that knife remained in Bai Qiling's hands was an insult to it...
Feng Ling took a deep breath, put away the [Prosperous Era] sword in her hand, and did not intend to test its power.
He had absolute faith in it; it was the strongest sword in the world, bar none, and needed no pointless slashes to prove it.
At this moment, Yin Kongmen walked over from a distance. He saw Xiao Yueban from afar, paused slightly, but still walked over.
"Hey, Indian, here to see the future mother of your child."
"Wind Chime, I... I'd like to talk to her alone, is that alright?"
"Yes, of course."
So Fengling wisely left, and Xiaoyueban and Yinkongmen went to a secluded place.
Yin Kongmen wasn't the type to mince words, so he went straight to the point:
"I heard from Fengling that your tadpole collection currently only contains mine?"
Xiao Yue said with a half-smile:
"Yes. What's wrong?"
"Therefore, the child you are about to give birth to will definitely be my child."
"Isn't that obvious?"
"So you've agreed to Wind Chime's plan?"
"Of course, what reason is there to refuse?"
Even if it might lead to death? What? You can't bear to?
Yin Kongmen did not respond to that question, but instead said:
"Child, I will take responsibility."
"Huh? No, no, no, you don't need to take responsibility, it has nothing to do with you."
"My child! How can you say it has nothing to do with me?"
Xiao Yueban laughed:
"Didn't we agree that this has nothing to do with you?"
"But...but..."
Yin Kongmen:
"That's my child after all..."
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Yin Kongmen's appearance, Xiao Yueban couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"So how do you plan to take responsibility? You're not planning to train him to be a spiritual master, are you?"
"certainly."
Yin Kongmen had already made up his mind. If this child were to be born, his talent might not be as great as Feng Ling's, but it would still be terrifying. He had to keep an eye on such a genius, otherwise, if he were to be corrupted, the consequences would be endless.
Xiao Yueban shook her head after hearing this:
"My child, of course, must inherit my medical skills and save lives."
"That works...but..."
So the two of them started discussing how to raise the child. They didn't even have a child yet, but they were having a very enthusiastic conversation.
Throughout the entire process, Yin Kongmen remained very serious, while Xiao Yueban always had a smile on her face.
Fengling, holding Ruo Qingyan, secretly watched the two of them, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong.
"Tsk, why do I have a feeling that my aunt has always been interested in Yin Kongmen?"
Ruo Qingyan asked in confusion:
"Really? Doesn't she always have a smile on her face?"
"No, no, no, it's different, really different... There's definitely a story between these two. Think about it, when my aunt first said she wanted to find many high-quality male spiritual masters to extract their superior genes and have children, it certainly wasn't just a thought that came to her after seeing Yin Kongmen! She must have started preparing a long time ago, but putting aside the past, so much time has passed since that incident, and her sperm bank only contains Yin Kongmen. Isn't that strange?"
If you think about it lightly, there is indeed a problem.
Wind Chime immediately said:
"And do you know how she collected the tadpoles? She was helping the monk Yin Kongmen... um..."
Before Feng Ling could finish speaking, Ruo Qingyan covered her mouth with her hand and said helplessly:
"Please watch your words..."
"Ahem... You get the idea, but this is just ridiculous! Isn't it?"
"I think you're the one who's more outrageous."
"Hey, how am I being outrageous?"
"Hmph, in every aspect..."
Fengling was both amused and exasperated. After two years apart, how dare she speak to her husband like that...?
However, after more than two years, Fengling really feels that Ruoqingyan has become even more plump!
His eyes kept darting around, but then Ruo Qingyan covered his eyes, preventing him from seeing.
"I think Brother Yin has a rather... strange feeling towards the Holy Doctor."
If Qingyan said so, Fengling nodded and couldn't help but ask:
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