"Oh, my poor little girl."

Mr. Liu got up, pulled out the wine gourd around his waist, and poured it into his mouth.

"You go and rest, I'll look at this crystal."

"No, Master, Fei'er is fine anyway."

Princess Mingfei gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said calming her emotions.

Mr. Liu didn't say anything, squatted in front of the gate of Lianjing Hall, looking at the stars in the Fengyun Realm.

This night was long and short.

Han Feng, Lingling, Liu Lao and Princess Mingfei all thought about it all night.

At dawn, the soul slaves in the Huangquan Hall and the fairies in the Fairy Fox Hall were all busy.

"Grandpa Liu! Grandpa Liu!"

Meier and his friends came to the Lianjing Hall early and looked at the sleepy old man with strange looks.

Is it a haunted place in the dormitory of Lianjingtang?

Oh no, even if they are used to being haunted by soul slaves, they won’t be afraid?

Why do you have to sleep by the threshold?

"ah?

It’s pretty early for a few little girls!”

Old Liu shook his body and said to the girls with a chuckle.

"Sister Mei'er, come and have breakfast together!"

Princess Mingfei's voice came, and the stone table in Lianjing Hall was filled with delicious food.

"Sister Fei'er, why do you cook yourself? Just let us sisters come."

"It's all the same. Everyone is a family. Come and sit down and have a meal."

Princess Mingfei smiled gently and greeted everyone to take their seats.

"Oh, such a good wife, that boy Han is really lucky."

Mr. Liu sat on the main seat and ate a meal.

"Master! What are you saying!"

Princess Mingfei said strangely.

The girls next to them were also smirking.

"Sister Fei'er, you have to start quickly. Mr. Han is very popular now. My sister Xian'er is also ready..."

"Ahem!"

Mei'er, who was beside her, coughed gently and stood up to serve everyone with clear soup.

...

Main Hall Lobby.

Liu Yanyun had already got up early and arranged breakfast on the stone table. The girl Xiaolu followed her happily, chattering and talking nonstop.

"Sister Yun, where did Brother Xiao Jiang go?"

"Sister Yun, has Brother Han Feng bullied you?

I will protect you!"

"Sister Yun..."

At this time, Han Feng and Xiaorou also walked down. The deer jumped over and ran around, holding Xiaorou's hand.

"Husband, sister Xiaorou, come and have a meal."

Liu Yanyun smiled slightly and said.

"Yun'er, how fast is your Fire Thunder Falcon now?"

Han Feng asked while sitting on the stone chair.

The Fire Thunder Falcon is now among the Holy Spirit. It is known for its thunder and lightning speed. It should be the fastest among all contracted beasts today.

"Soon! After using the blessing of lightning, it can almost be said to have crossed the void."

Liu Yanyun got up and poured Han Feng a cup of tea.

"Is the evolutionary version of the rapid movement of lightning..."

Han Feng felt that the speed of the Fire Thunder Falcon should be OK. If he encounters any accidents when entering this storm, he can also let the Fire Thunder Falcon escape with the Golden Crow as soon as possible.

Whether it is the strange beasts lurking in the darkness or the group of ghost generals who have already entered, as long as you are fast enough, the danger will always be one step slower.

So, surviving is the fundamental reason. After all, this place has evolved for tens of millions of years, and even a bed bug can probably grow into a spiritual beast.

"Husband, if you think this place is a bit unsafe, we will leave. The world is so big, where are we going differently?"

Liu Yanyun looked at Han Feng with beautiful eyes affectionately and said softly.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense."

Han Feng savored the tea carefully and said slowly.

He now has 5 billion evolution points and is preparing to evolve a few more contracted beasts that are good at speed and attack, so that he can also have more guarantees.

"vomit!"

Xiaorou just ate a little barbecue and spit it out directly.

"What's wrong?

Sister Xiaorou?"

Liu Yanyun stood up and patted her soft shoulder gently.

"I don't know, I feel a little nauseous."

Xiaorou rinsed her mouth with tea and looked at Liu Yanyun apologetically.

The breakfast was carefully prepared by her. If she couldn't eat it herself, would it make Sister Yun sad?

"No problem?"

Han Feng stuffed the barbecue into his mouth and chewed it. It was oily but not greasy and was full of chewiness.

Liu Yanyun and Xiaolu also tasted it, it was delicious!

Xiaorou covered her head, grabbed the green fruit on the table and started eating.

Han Feng and Liu Yanyun looked at each other. Why is this girl a little weird? The green fruit is just used to make her appetizing, with a slightly bitter and sour taste...

Could it be that I am pregnant?

This thought emerged in both of them at the same time.

Han Feng opened his mouth and just as he was about to say something, Liu Yanyun helped Xiaorou walk towards the dormitory.

"Brother Han Feng, is Sister Xiaorou sick?"

Xiaolu scratched her head and looked at the backs of the two.

"Ahem, probably..."

Liu Yanyun should have carefully checked Xiaorou's body, and she would not be able to disturb them.

As a time traveler, isn’t there really no reproductive isolation between me and them?

If Xiaorou is really pregnant, should she carefully consider the risks of entering this storm barrier?

After all, there were also a group of suspected ghost generals entering.

In the dormitory, Xiaorou looked at Liu Yanyun, who was a little serious in front of her with confusion.

"Sister Yun, are you angry? The barbecue is really delicious. I didn't mean it..."

Xiaorou didn't know what was going on, and she felt nauseous and dry retching after eating a little greasy barbecue.

Liu Yanyun didn't say anything. She gently closed the stone door and sat back next to Xiaorou.

"Sister Xiaorou, how do you feel in your body?"

"Well... it's very good!"

"Have you had your period this month?"

Xiaorou's face turned red, and Sister Yun asked why this was done.

But after thinking about it carefully, it’s the end of the month, and it seems that there is really no...

Liu Yanyun's jade hand gently touched Xiaorou's forehead, feeling a little warm.

"Sister Yun, do you mean I'm pregnant?"
To be continued...