Chapter 721: Giving Birth to a Worm
"What? Life and death is decided by your Yao family?"
"I've never seen such a shameless scholar!"
"This morning, your Yao family was making a fool of yourself in the girls' school, insisting that the saint's last disciple was a junior in your clan. Pah..." He spit on the faces of the Yao family members.
"I have asked, and they responded seriously that although they share the same surname Yao, they have nothing to do with your Xihe Yao family! Don't try to climb up the social ladder!"
"It's really embarrassing for scholars!"
The Yao family was so embarrassed by the disgust and disdain in the eyes of the onlookers that they couldn't even raise their heads.
He covered his face and fled in a hurry.
Looking back from afar, Yao Jingyi, who had once expected a response and a little warmth from them, was now walking further and further away towards the light, surrounded by the crowd.
No one cared about the Yao family's sobbing, but instead they felt extremely happy.
Shanshan’s knees were numb from kneeling and her stomach was rumbling.
But without Xu Shiyun's permission, no one dared to secretly send him food.
"Dad, you are spineless!" Shanshan pouted and accused angrily.
Rong Che knelt straight and glanced at him calmly: "Integrity? What do you need integrity for? I wanted integrity back then, but ended up being a bachelor for more than 30 years, missing out on the person I loved the most, and letting her waste years."
"Besides, your backbone is for the outside world. Who told you to be so for your family?"
"You should surrender when you should. Why should you have any backbone in front of your wife?" You don't even need to show your face.
Shanshan's face was full of resentment, as she was deceived by her father.
Unreliable, unreliable...
Lu Chaochao hid in the corner and laughed secretly. Shanshan really lost both the wife and the army.
Zhuifeng leaned against the wall leisurely: "General Rong is henpecked and everyone in the city knows it. How can he believe that General Rong can protect him in front of Madam Xu?"
"When Madam Xu slapped him, he would take the opportunity to lick her hand."
After saying that, Zhuifeng suddenly covered his mouth.
Seeing that Lu Chaochao seemed not to have heard, he secretly slapped himself. With such a broken mouth, the young master is not even seven years old.
The Demon King used to be a carefree person, but since he grew up with Lu Chaochao, he has been extremely careful about his words and actions.
After Lu Chaochao went into the house to rest, he looked at Zhu Mo who was guarding the door.
"You're so distraught all day long, what can I do?"
"We all returned to Beizhao, and she was lying alone in Dongling..."
"I, I want to cremate her and the child and bring them back." Zhu Mo hesitated for a long time but had not taken any action yet.
Zhuifeng was sweating so much that cold sweat was dripping down his face.
"Has she committed any heinous crime? Your behavior is what mortals would call pulverizing bones and scattering ashes. If Ah Wu were in heaven, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to close his eyes."
"Besides, she has a baby in her belly. She hasn't even opened her eyes and hasn't seen the world. If you cremate her, Ah Wu will definitely be angry."
"Dongling has beautiful scenery. She likes it very much, so just let her be." Zhuifeng looked at him cautiously.
We can’t dig it up now, there’s an empty coffin inside!
Zhu Mo's face was full of bitterness: "Forget it, I was confused."
"During this period, I have been restless day and night. When I closed my eyes, A Wu looked at me with tears in his eyes, without saying a word..." Zhu Mo hardly dared to close his eyes, and even breathing was painful.
"It will eventually pass." Zhuifeng advised in a low voice, but muttered in his heart, how many months has the child been born?
Zhu Mo didn't need any comfort, he just felt so depressed and uncomfortable that he couldn't help but express it.
"How about you and I take turns on duty tonight? I need to go back to the Dragon Clan." Although Awu is dead, he wants to build a cenotaph.
Zhuifeng waved his hand and said, "Just go." As a lonely man, he had nothing to do every day.
Zhu Mo expressed his thanks and left quietly.
When he returned to the Dragon Clan, he did not alarm anyone.
The Dragon Cave is where the dragon clan has traditionally buried their members. The old dragon guarding the door sensed the breath and opened his eyelids to take a look.
"Little Prince, every member of the clan takes it as their responsibility to revitalize the dragon clan. Your Highness, please do not act on impulse..."
"Be submissive to His Majesty and go home." The old dragon sighed softly.
"Second Elder, there is no need to persuade me anymore. Zhu Mo understands."
He stepped into the dragon cave. It was very dark and the surroundings were extremely cold. But the dragons have thick skin and don't care.
Zhu Mo chose a good location and started digging with his claws.
He then used his claws to carve on the stone tablet: Tomb of Awu and Zhumo.
A joint burial tomb.
But Awu didn't want to be buried with him, so Zhumo only put a piece of clothing she had worn in it.
He stood quietly in front of the cenotaph, looking lonely.
When he was leaving, he happened to meet the clam spirit who was playing with a brocade bag. The clam spirit was originally a hot-tempered person. When he saw him, he hid the brocade bag behind him and said, "Your Highness."
The color of the sachet is very beautiful and she likes it very much.
But there was a restriction on the brocade bag and she couldn't open it.
Zhu Mo didn't care and just looked back at the Dragon Palace. He turned and left without hesitation.
Sudden……
A pleasant chirping sound came to my ears.
Soft and tender with a bit of childishness.
Zhu Mo was stunned for a moment, and then saw the little clam spirit coming up quickly: "The little princess of the Phoenix clan..." The clam spirit's cheeks turned red with excitement, and he raised his hand and shouted.
From a distance, Zhu Mo saw a ball of fire rushing towards him.
He was unable to dodge and the ball of fire immediately hit his arms.
It was so furry and soft that even Zhu Mo couldn't help but feel softened.
"Ouch..." The little phoenix cried out.
The little phoenix struggled to fly out of his arms. Its feathers were still soft and tender. It flapped its wings and flew crookedly like a mortal child learning to walk. Those eyes were clear and transparent. Zhu Mo was stunned when he looked at them.
Zhu Mo felt empty in his arms, as if his heart was empty.
"Little princess, you have secretly opened the barrier and left the mountain again. If the Phoenix Emperor finds out, he will punish you again!"
"It's really strange. Your barrier is as solid as a rock, but it's like paper in front of you."
The clam spirit skillfully took out snacks from its storage bag, tore them into small pieces and fed them to the little phoenix bit by bit.
The dragon and phoenix tribes are born with the ability to fly and speak.
However, the time of transformation depends on the level of cultivation.
Little Phoenix's voice was childish, and her tone of voice sounded like singing: "Mother, don't hit me, don't hit me..."
"Hit the pot..."
The clam spirit immediately approached slyly and said, "Is it true that your mother gave birth to twins?"
The little phoenix just lowered its head and pecked at the food, not even bothering to reply.
"Some people also say that your father is a mortal, and the other child looks like his father, but is born weak, and your mother won't let him out?" The clam spirit had met the little phoenix several times, and he often waited here.
"It is said in the Three Realms that your father may also be a demon."
"Some people also say that your father is a great figure in the Buddhist world."
"Who is your father?" The three realms argued endlessly, but no one could find any clues.
"Oh, it's a pity that someone in our family is unlucky." The clam spirit rolled his eyes at Zhu Mo.
Zhu Mo stared at the little phoenix without blinking. Is this... the little phoenix that flew out last New Year?
Ex-wife’s…child?
Just as she finished speaking, two rays of light fell in the distance, and the little phoenix immediately cried out: "Aunt Qingfeng, Aunt Hongfeng, don't tell mother..." After that, she quickly left with the two of them.
When leaving, he did not forget to look back: "Dead..."
"My father is dead..." Little Phoenix told everyone that his father was dead.
As for my brother, well...
My mother doesn't let me tell you, maybe because I'm too ugly...
My brother has no wings and no beautiful tail feathers.
She didn't understand why her beautiful mother gave birth to a worm!
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