Will be above, you are below

After Xia Houcheng came down from the hanging peak with the child in his arms, there was a miasma of smoke below, and the deaths of those who fell in twos and twos were very miserable, because the sharp arrows were directly inserted into their foreheads or chests. One hit kill.

"Everyone, retreat quickly! One breath of this poisonous gas will kill you." It was Kong Ruqin who opened his mouth and shouted at the crowd. He is a doctor, of course he knows this.

"What is this?" Xiahou Cheng hugged the child and rushed into the carriage belonging to the leader's company early, sat in the carriage, opened the curtain, and looked at the group outside with their sleeves covering their noses while watching a monkey show. People who are still trying their best to block arrows.

He had already said that he wanted to fight with Yinyue, which seemed to be 100 years too early. Thinking about it again, no wonder the ghosts and demons are empty. It turned out that they were all fighting in groups here, and they were really leisurely.

When Xia Hou Muran opened the curtain of the car to let Xia Houxiang enter, he saw Xia Hou Cheng sitting inside with a carefree face, Qing Ru's face was tinged with consternation: "Second brother?! When did you come up?" of?"

"Just now...after a bloody battle, I escaped here." Xiahou Cheng tilted his head towards Xiahou Muran, blinked his serious eyes mechanically, showing his innocence.

"Ran'er, come up quickly, the poisonous gas is approaching here." Xia Houxiang watched the white smoke gradually spreading from behind, and urged Xiahou Muran's sleeve with his hand.

"Yes." Xiahou Muran nodded, and jumped into the carriage with ease.

"Old man, you are too embarrassed..." Looking at the two people in front of him, Xia Houcheng couldn't help but sneered at the so-called leader of the alliance with a strange expression on his face.

"Stinky boy! Where did you go when everyone was fighting hard?"

Xia Houxiang was still angry in his heart. He, a man in his tens of years, had never fought against a boy in his twenties. He really underestimated Yinyue's insidiousness. Who would have thought that he would even kill himself in order to prevent them from going up the mountain? Even the personal protectors are killed, if this kind of people are not eliminated, what the martial arts ushers in is endless blood and rain.

After everyone's emotions had settled down, Xiahou Muran noticed the child wrapped in a coat in Xiahoucheng's arms, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Second... this is..."

Xia Houxiang followed Xiahou Muran's eyes and noticed the child in Xiahou Cheng's arms. The arrogance that had just calmed down suddenly rose again: "Nie Zi! Where did this child come from!"

"I picked it up." Xia Houcheng looked calmly at his father and elder brother, and said very calmly.

"Picked it up?!" Xia Houxiang and Xiahou Muran said in unison, both of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Xia Houcheng frowned, and glanced at the two people opposite: "You don't think it's mine, do you? Don't be kidding, I've always done things very safely!"

Xia Hou Muran looked old, looked at Xia Houcheng with loving eyebrows, and said seriously: "If the second child is yours, it is yours. Don't deny it. Dad won't blame you, just tell the child No matter who your mother is, you can do the marriage."

"Boss is right." Xia Houxiang nodded in agreement.

"Hey! Do you think my child can grow up to look like this?" Xia Houcheng is famous for being flirtatious. If he suddenly appeared with a child in his arms, no one would believe that this is not his species, but it is indeed not his species.

"This is him?" Xiahou Muran took the child who was rudely thrown into his arms. He had a kind uncle expression on his face, but when he saw the child, he felt something was wrong. He thought he was asleep, but when he looked closely, he was surprised. no.

But at this time, Xia Houxiang who was sitting on the side was suddenly shocked. He looked at the little face in Xiahou Muran's arms, and couldn't help being shocked. After the shock, he took the child away.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Xia Hou Muran was puzzled by Xia Houxiang's actions.

Xia Houxiang was still watching the appearance of the child in his arms, and the look of surprise became more and more intense from his expression. Finally, he raised his eyes to look at Xia Houcheng, and said very seriously: "Where did this child come from?"

Xia Houcheng scratched the back of his head, not knowing whether to tell the truth or not.

"Say!" Xiahou Xiang yelled at Xia Houcheng in a commanding tone.

Xia Houcheng wondered, no matter whether he was the lord or his father, he had never spoken to him so fiercely. Could it be that he knew this child?

"He came out of the ghost's arms."

"..." Xia Houcheng's answer made Xia Houxiang look down at the child in his arms in disbelief, with a feeling of tearing his heart, why did he become like this, why.

"Father, what's the matter, do you know this child?" Xiahou Muran could clearly feel that after Xia Houcheng said that the child was carried out by a ghost, Xia Houxiang's mood was obviously depressed and even felt a little heartache.

Xia Houxiang shook his head lightly, looked at the sleeping child, he didn't speak, it should be said that he couldn't say anything at all, the child's appearance was almost the same as Xia Houyi's when he was a child, what does this mean?He is very clear... very clear...

As a father, he is willing to give everything for his child, but what should he do if his child becomes someone who is despised and hated by others, and he will try his best to protect him in order to eliminate harm for the people.

He suddenly felt that God was playing tricks on him, that God had played tricks on him more than ten years ago, but he never expected to play such a big joke on him now.

Will his son be Silvermoon?If it wasn't for him, he would have nothing to do with Yinyue, because he can be sure that this child is descended from Xiahou, after all, he is his own flesh and blood... You can tell from his appearance...

"Old man... Could this be your son?" Xia Houcheng asked tentatively, but he was really joking.

When Xia Houxiang heard Xia Houcheng's words, he just shook his head and didn't speak. In fact, he answered in his heart: It's not a son, it should be a grandson... His grandson...

"What's the matter?" Xia Houcheng quietly kicked Xiahou Muran who was opposite him with his foot.

Xiahou Muran shrugged helplessly at him, expressing that he didn't know what was going on.

In the carriage, Xia Houxiang hugged the child tightly without saying a word, just looked at him like this, and kept looking at him.

The fleeing of decent people made Gong Chenyu ruthlessly cast aside in his heart: "How about Xuan Xiao and the others?"

Xuan Xiao moved his body slightly and cupped his hands to the courtier Yu: "It's settled down, thanks to the profound skill of the deputy leader, he can just grasp the strength of the arrow and save their lives. This subordinate will take them to Xiaomu Heal there."

"Well, what happened to the leader." Gong Chenyu threw the bow in his hand to the dead soldier at the side with a cold face, clapped his hands calmly, and knocked off the dust that had never been injured.

"The leader should be recuperating at Xiaomu's place at this time." How much Xuan Xiao didn't want to say these words, Yinyue's sleeping face, he wanted to be rewarded alone, but it was a pity that he was inferior.