Portable space: pick up a prince to raise a baby

Chapter 285 Untitled Chapters

The patriarch's room is very simple. Originally, An Xiaojiu thought that the place where the patriarch lived must be very ornately decorated. However, there is only a table and a bed in the room, and there is nothing extra.

The patriarch sat on the side, seeing An Xiaojiu, his eyes showed a hint of deep meaning, and after signaling An Ziqing to close the door, he patted the seat beside him, "Xiaojiu, come and sit down."

An Xiaojiu nodded awkwardly, and sat next to the patriarch, looking a bit restrained, being next to the patriarch always gave her a weird feeling.

After the patriarch saw it, he sighed, looked at An Xiaojiu's eyes full of doting, stretched out his hand to touch An Xiaojiu's head, and said softly, "Xiao Jiu, how have you been all these years?"

"pretty good."

After that, he didn't say a word, and while An Ziqing was sitting on the sidelines watching, he would die of panic, you said. An Xiaojiu usually talked so much when he was with him, but when he was in front of the patriarch, he was really She answered whatever the patriarch asked, and she didn't say much at all.

Does she know how much the patriarch has missed her for so many years?During the period when she was lost, the patriarch sent people to look for her every day, and once he finished his official duties at home, he would look for her himself, but there was no result.

No matter how anxious he was, An Ziqing had no choice but to turn his head away. Looking at it like this, he would have the urge to catch An Xiaojiu and beat him up.

The two had a few words.

But most of them were asked by the patriarch, and An Xiaojiu answered without saying a word. The patriarch saw this situation in his heart, and his heart ached immediately, and even his tone was inexplicably sad, "Son, you are afraid." I?"

An Xiaojiu shook her head, she couldn't say she was afraid, but she definitely didn't like it, but she didn't understand why the patriarch looked so happy when he saw her.

Suddenly someone was so nice to her, which made An Xiaojiu subconsciously wonder if the other party had some kind of conspiracy or something.

The patriarch sighed, a little helpless in his heart, thinking about An Xiaojiu's appearance when he was a child, his heart moved slightly, "Forget it, it's good that you come back safely, and tomorrow I will announce to the outside world that the saint of our An family is back, Xiaojiu, I will arrange everything for you so that you can sit on the seat of the saint smoothly."

When An Xiaojiu heard this, she was taken aback. She looked at An Ziqing and the patriarch to see if they had misunderstood something.

At that moment, An Xiaojiu stood up directly, and said to the patriarch, "Patriarch, please forgive Xiaojiu for not agreeing to this matter, maybe An Ziqing didn't tell you, but... after so many years away, I now have my own My child, I told my husband, Jiu Xi, that saintesses must be holy, so I'd like to ask the patriarch to take this matter back."

The patriarch's face froze, he raised his head and looked straight at An Xiaojiu, An Xiaojiu didn't dodge either, the two just looked at each other.

After a while, the patriarch still said with a serious face, "Impossible, since I said you are a saint, then you are."

"Patriarch."

An Xiaojiu frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart, and then heard the patriarch say, "That man and the child can't stay, Ziqing, I'll leave this matter to you."

After listening, the expression on An Xiaojiu's face changed.

An Ziqing frowned, but he felt that the patriarch was not wrong. Now as long as the man and child are removed, An Xiaojiu will still be their saint. The saint nodded decisively immediately, "Yes, patriarch."

An Xiaojiu watched An Ziqing go out, and quickly stopped her, "What do you want to do!!"

An Ziqing touched An Xiaojiu's head with some affection in his eyes, and said softly, "Hey, all this is for your future, Xiao Jiu, no man is worthy of you, now as long as we kill that boy and the man No one will know anything about you in the outside world."

"You're crazy, I've said it all, I don't want to be a saint, I can't let you hurt my child, and it's even more impossible for you to hurt my husband." An Xiaojiu gritted her teeth and blocked the door with her body. Don't let An Ziqing go out.

What a joke, she came here to refuse, and Jiu Ximing said bluntly that as long as she gets married and has children, it means she has given up, but they actually want to do this now.

An Xiaojiu was startled. She couldn't figure out what kind of existence she was to the An family.

"Xiao Jiu, be obedient, we are doing this for your own good!" The patriarch frowned and looked at An Xiaojiu with distressed expression.

An Xiaojiu shook her head, "I don't need it. Besides, I came back this time to show my attitude. I can't be a saint. I want to live my own life. If you want to, you can go directly to Li Jiuxi As a saint, I believe in her, she will definitely do well."

"How does she deserve it!!!"

After An Xiaojiu finished speaking, the patriarch slammed the table under his hand and immediately turned into powder. Seeing An Xiaojiu's grim face, An Xiaojiu was taken aback.

The patriarch's eyes were full of killing intent at this moment, he wished to kill Jiu Xi, but he couldn't.

Before An Xiaojiu finished thinking, her neck hurt, and An Ziqing's voice came from her ear, "Sister, sleep well and everything will be fine. You will always be the only saint in our An family."

"No." An Xiaojiu roared in her heart, but she fell into An Ziqing's arms and passed out.

An Ziqing sighed, his eyes were a little distressed, but he didn't regret doing so, and immediately turned to the patriarch and said, "Patriarch, I will take my sister back to rest, and I will take care of that matter."

The patriarch's complexion improved a bit, and he could see all the worries about An Xiaojiu on his face, but when he thought of An Xiaojiu's attitude just now, he nodded and sighed softly, "Go down, order to go down, all the patriarchs of the An family saw Xiao Jiu When you are here, you have to salute.

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"Yes, Patriarch." An Ziqing nodded, and carried An Xiaojiu down.

After placing An Xiaojiu in place, An Ziqing's entire aura changed. Sitting on a stool beside him, he looked at An Xiaojiu and said with a sullen face, "Are you still coming out?"

In the space, Jing Yan put one hand on his head, looked at An Ziqing, his face was icy cold, and after hearing what An Ziqing said, he said calmly, "How?"

"You must have seen the scene just now. Xiao Jiu is the only saint in our An family, so... no matter what, no matter how much it costs, the decision of the patriarch will not change. If you really love my sister, you can Should know what to do next."

Although An Ziqing was not familiar with Jing Yan, if he hadn't asked his sister to pass on spiritual power to him that day, he would have been a mummy now. He was grateful to Jing Yan.

During the few days with his sister, he also felt that he went out on purpose to let him and his sister have a chance to get along alone.

If it was possible, he really didn't want to fight with him, so he could try to resolve it peacefully. He didn't want to use drastic means. After all, when his sister was sad, he would also feel distressed.

"Then what do you think of as love is to let Xiao Jiu sit on the seat of the saint, do you think that is good for her?"

"This is of course the best. My sister's bloodline is different from ours. We naturally need various methods to make ourselves strong, but my sister doesn't need it, because her bloodline alone is far superior to those in our family. , Even the old priest said at the time that Xiaojiu must be the most noble existence in the entire Northern Xinjiang in the future."

"But also because of this, originally she couldn't have a child in this life, because having a child would cause her spiritual power to gradually drain away, and she doesn't have much spiritual power to waste in her body now, just for the sake of her younger sister's body, you You should also know what to do, if you agree, I will not hurt you and the children, as long as you leave Beijiang, you swear that you will never set foot in Beijiang again."

"Of course, I can also guarantee that as long as you keep yourselves safe, no one will dare to trouble you."

An Ziqing looked straight at An Xiaojiu, as if waiting for his answer.

After a while, Jing Yan sighed, "You think that these are all right, but unfortunately for the lady, it's not the case. If you want to fight, then fight."

"You..." An Ziqing was furious. He said it so clearly, but this man still persisted. He didn't know if this continued, would An Xiaojiu's body gradually collapse?

I usually see him doting on An Xiaojiu very much, but I didn't expect that he would choose this way at this time.

An Ziqing stood up, his eyes were cold, and the black blood puppet appeared behind him, "Since you choose to fight, then fight!"

From An Ziqing's point of view, although Jing Yan was unpredictable, no matter how powerful a person from the outside world was, he was just an ordinary person in Northern Xinjiang.

"Let's go out and fight, don't disturb the lady." Jing Yan transformed into an illusion, looked at An Xiaojiu who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, with a smile on his face, and gently tapped An Xiaojiu, An Xiaojiu The surroundings are completely closed.

Let An Xiaojiu not hear any noise and movement from the outside world.

An Ziqing pursed his lips, and strode out. The two of them arrived at a slightly desolate courtyard. An Ziqing stopped, took a deep breath, looked at Jing Yan coldly, and ordered the blood puppet behind him to "kill he."

The blood puppet immediately released all its coercion, and Jing Yan stepped on it a little bit.

Jing Yan's face remained unchanged, looking at the blood puppet, who was still beside An Ziqing one second, and appeared in front of him the next moment, grabbing him with a big hand with a sharp palm.

Jing Yan didn't even raise his eyebrows, and directly transformed into a sword, facing the blood puppet head-on.

There was a loud noise, and the surrounding dust was flying all over the sky, making people dazzled.

An Ziqing's eyes fixed on that position, the dust dispersed, revealing the situation inside, causing An Ziqing's pupils to shrink sharply.

The blood puppet's claws stayed in front of Jing Yan, unable to move the slightest bit, and Jing Yan's sword just crossed the blood puppet's arm, and the blood puppet's arm in between was rapidly withering and slowly spreading to the surrounding meat.

"Since it's fine, he... is really just a human from the outside world!" After seeing the situation clearly, An Ziqing felt incredible, especially his blood puppet's arm.

If the blood puppet was injured by a normal sword, it would heal within a short while, but this time, since the muscles around the blood puppet's wound were directly air-dried.

What the hell is that sword? It can actually hurt the blood puppet's body. You must know that this blood puppet is much stronger than himself.

An Ziqing's eyes were full of distress, looking at the wound of the blood puppet, oh my god, such a big hole, how much more refining would he have to make to mend that scar, An Ziqing felt a little sad all over, looking at Jing Yan's hand Li's sword, couldn't help but ask, "What kind of sword is that?"

"Sword of Time, let's come again." Jing Yan showed a slight smile and looked at the blood puppet, which seemed to be very interesting. At that moment, the hand holding Jian Bing tightened a little bit, and he couldn't fight Ye Han last time. Encounter, this time it's good, and you can practice again.

An Ziqing looked at the sword in Jing Yan's hand with a serious face, and greeted him, "Be careful what he gets with the sword, don't fall for it."

The blood puppet groaned, its eyes became even more blood red, and it grabbed Jing Yan directly.

Since he still wanted to fight Jing Yan face to face for the second time, when Jing Yan swung the sword in his hand, the blood puppet suddenly appeared behind Jing Yan, Jing Yan was startled, he really did not expect this.

I didn't expect this blood puppet to plot against people.

The blood puppet's hand was already close at hand, and Jing Yan couldn't dodge it at all. A puffing sound spread, and a black hand pierced Jing Yan's chest directly from behind.

After An Ziqing saw it, he was taken aback, and quickly wanted to walk in to see if Jing Yan was okay.

Jing Yan's chest was pierced through, and his hair turned white in an instant. Time seemed to be forbidden. The blood puppet behind Jing Yan didn't move at all, as if it had been frozen for a long time.

As long as Jing Yan gritted his teeth in pain, and slowly withdrew his hand from his body, he felt a severe pain in his chest. He thought, if it weren't for the blood power of Bai Yi, he might not have survived for so long. .

After the whole arm was withdrawn, Jing Yan walked forward as if he was going to collapse even later. After walking a few steps staggeringly, the wound on his chest was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But after injecting the incense, there were no wounds at all, and An Ziqing's mouth was about to drop in surprise, oh my god.

It's healed, it's a heartache, and it's still completely penetrated, how could it be like this.

"Who are you?" An Ziqing looked at Jing Yan at this moment, his brows were tightly frowned, and the look in his eyes became even more fierce.

It was like a different person in an instant, his hair turned white, especially his eyes, those eyes made him feel weird after looking at them for a long time.

Those are not human pupils at all. Whose pupils have you seen is in the shape of a small flower.

Only spirit beasts
Thinking of this, An Ziqing was shocked. Pointing at Jing Yan, he said in disbelief, "Are you a spirit beast or a monster!!! What's the purpose of approaching my sister!"

Jing Yan raised the corners of his mouth, and walked towards An Ziqing step by step. An Ziqing's face froze, he gritted his teeth, stood there watching Jing Yan getting closer to him, and secretly took the blood puppet back.

(End of this chapter)