The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 339
Thinking in this way, Feng Jing said to the couple: "You can't leave the children here, even if you run away as a monk, you can't run away from the temple. I can take them away, but I have to temporarily seal the memories of the two of you, otherwise no matter what you make up Such nonsense may be seen through by the people of the Lin family."

This is also what Yun Ying wants him to convey. The two girls can be taken away under the chase of the Lin family, but the couple cannot participate in it.

"Can you really take them away?" the man asked expectantly.

The woman also raised her face from the bed, her eyes were frighteningly bright.

Feng Jing nodded, but she was thinking about another matter, how could Yun Ying stop the Lin family's investigation?

Although these two children were born today, in fact, they were registered by the Lin family as early as the moment their mother conceived.

Unless they die, they have a ray of breath in the hands of the Lin family, and the Lin family can come to them even across thousands of rivers and mountains.

But Yunying said that if she has a way to embrace these two methods, then there must be a way, and she just needs to believe in it.

Right now, Feng Jing is only waiting for the couple's decision.

"Then take it away, and there's no need to tell them that this poor country is where they were born." The man was very straightforward, and he was still more afraid of death than life and forgetting.

Needless to say, women, those are two pieces of flesh cut off from her body. To forget them so quickly and never remember them again, she is also heartbroken, but as long as she can keep them alive, she is willing to use a knife to kill them. Goug out your own heart!
Feng Jing knew that she couldn't dawdle at this time, so she put her fingertips on the man's brow, and shot a ray of red light into the delivery room, and was about to send it into the puerpera's sea of ​​consciousness, but she heard her pleading: "Wait a minute... Please let me touch the child's face again..."

Feng Jing frowned slightly, he had already noticed several very dangerous auras rushing here from the east of the city, if he was slower, he might be caught right away.

But that mother was so miserable that even through a door, it seemed like a torrential rain drenched him and the two children in his arms.

With a soft sigh, a gust of wind pushed away the delivery room, and Feng Jing stepped into the bloody atmosphere, thinking in a trance that the birth of life is so bloody and dirty.

The mother's face was like gold paper, and she was gasping for breath, as if she was about to pass out in the next moment, but when she saw Feng Jing coming in with two children in her arms, she still sat up suddenly from the bed, holding the two children in her arms one by one, He turned his head to look at the child lying next to him.

The three sisters look alike, and she can't help but look back and forth between the three little faces. She feels that she will be separated from these two children from now on, which is really sad; she also feels that the other two daughters were taken away by the gods. The eldest daughter stayed with him in this hellish place, so he couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

The woman held the two children in her arms, kissing one and touching the other, with a look of reluctance on her face.

Feng Jing was very uncomfortable with this kind of scene of love and affection, the corners of her mouth twitched in disdain, but there was also a trace of sadness in her heart.

Just as she was about to stop her from exiting, the mother took the initiative to hand over the child: "Benefactor, please allow me one more greedy request! I have already named them, and the Lin family does not allow children who are destined to die to prepare for them." Things, I thought that if they died, I would burn this to them."

(End of this chapter)