The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

    Ling Zixi looked at Bai Moheng's face getting closer, her heart accelerated uncontrollably.

    Bai Moheng's breath is close at hand, it is a little cold, like mint frozen in ice, and like cedar growing resolutely in snow.

    Bai Moheng is actually very good-looking, and there is no flaw at such a close distance. The facial features are distinct and the bridge of the nose is high. Under this moonlight, Ling Zixi suddenly remembered many years ago, when he loved Bai Moheng deeply.

    But...it is so out of place now, Ling Zixi thinks of Ling Xiaoji in her arms, and stretches out her hand to push Bai Moheng away, however, the moonlight is extraordinarily round and radiant, Ling Zixi also I feel my breathing quicken...

    The night of the full moon…

    Ling Zixi felt that the blood in her body was slowly getting warmer. At first, it was warmed by a small fire, and some enthusiastic bubbles appeared, and then the firepower gradually increased, and gradually, It started a little tormented, then boiled.

    Ling Zixi's face flushed, and the fox ears popped out uncontrollably.

    The poison has returned...

    And it was the night of the full moon years ago, the worst day.

    Ling Zixi's face is already very hot, but there is Ling Xiaoji between the two, and Ling Zixi is not ready to be really intimate with Bai Moheng.

    But... But, Bai Moheng's lips are so attractive, even if they don't have sex, kissing can effectively relieve the poison...

    Bai Moheng first opened his arm and fed Ling Zixi blood, then gave Ling Zixi no room to think, and kissed Ling Zixi's lips fiercely.

    This kiss is so sudden, so violent, with domineering and intolerable resistance, which is completely different from the usual coldness of Bai Moheng.

    Ling Zixi felt that the corners of her lips were covered with softness, and Bai Moheng's lips were a little cool, which was even more refreshing in this snow, making people feel physically and mentally comfortable.

    Ling Zixi never knew that kissing was such a feeling.

    In the last life, although the two were married and had so many children, Bai Moheng never took the initiative to kiss himself.

    The **** of detoxification is like a task, stiff and unbearable.

    And now, Ling Zixi can clearly feel Bai Moheng's affection from the adjoining lips.

    Like the water of the Mianmian River, it flows without end.

    It turns out that Bai Moheng's emotions have accumulated to such a degree without knowing it.

    In addition, in this kiss, in addition to affection, there is also the fusion resonance of the child Gu parasite and the mother Gu parasite, and the joy of the close fit of the soul fragments.

    This is the triple union of two people, body and soul.

    A quadruple ensemble?

    Blood spilled from their entangled lips, coloring the kiss.

    Hey! Although Jiji doesn't know what Dad and Dad are doing, it seems that children are not suitable!

    Ling Xiaoji closed her eyes, see no evil, do not listen to evil... However, she still showed her claws and fingers out of curiosity, and looked at her father and father...

    Well...it seems that the two of them are enjoying themselves very comfortably...

    I want to try it too...

    Unfortunately, no one seems to try it with me…

    Ling Zixi and Bai Moheng were kissing lingeringly, and suddenly, both of them felt their son's gaze.

    Ling Xiaoji thought she was doing a good job of covering it up, and even used her claws to cover it up, but it turned out to be nothing more than covering up her ears and stealing bells.

    Ling Zixi and Bai Moheng are both immortal cultivators. Naturally, Ling Xiaoji's awakening cannot escape their eyes, let alone Ling Xiaoji's eyes.

    Ling Zixi pushed Bai Moheng away in embarrassment, because of the lack of oxygen and the onset of poison, her breathing was a little short.

    Ling Zixi and Ling Xiaoji in her arms stared at each other with big eyes. Ling Zixi felt extremely embarrassed when she was caught by her son for the first time kissing.

    No matter what, the poison slowly calmed down under Bai Moheng's blood and kisses.

    …

    Wuxu Sect.

    The elders surrounded Ran Rongche, who was vomiting blood, shaking with anger.

    "Mo Heng really beat Rong Che like this because of a half-demon?"

    "Mo Heng really left with that half-demon! He really doesn't want a sect?"

    "Hurry up, hurry up! Do your best!"

    Bai Moheng is the hope for the rise of their sect. Although the Wuxu sect is not bad now, all sects are working hard to cultivate talents. If you are not careful, you may fall behind.

    What's more, Bai Moheng can be said that they grew up and cultivated them.

    "Yes!"

    …

    Bai Moheng and Ling Zixi hugged their son, their spiritual power recovered a little, and they were ready to set off in the early morning, leaving Yuanjiang and heading towards the farthest away from Yuanjiang.

    Not all places in the world are as orderly as Yuanjiang and Yijiang. Fenjiang is located in a remote place, and there are many immortal cultivators of all kinds living there, which is equivalent to the gray area of ​​Jiujiang.

    For now, they can only go there first and make other plans.

    "Bai Moheng, do you know what you are doing?" Ling Zixi hugged Ling Xiaoji and asked in a low voice.

    Bai Moheng paused and looked down at Ling Zixi's eyes, "I'm protecting the person I like."

    Ling Zixi's heart swayed, however, she still said, "You are a model of righteousness in the world. How many people respect Confucianism? You don't need to travel the world with me."

    "How many people respect Rumu, but you are by my side."

    "You should have a better future..." Ling Zixi still wanted to persuade.

    After all, it will be difficult for Bai Moheng to look back after leaving.

    "There is no better future than you and me." Bai Moheng said firmly.

    Ling Zixi couldn't say anything about Bai Moheng, and it would be dawn if they dragged on, so the two were ready to set off with Xiaoheitan.

    It is only safe to reach Fenjiang.

    Just as the two were about to set off, a large number of Wuxu Sect disciples came up again.

    Ling Zixi hugged Ling Xiaoji while Bai Moheng protected them and fought with the disciples.

    Of course these disciples are no match for their senior brothers.

    They also knew that they could not stop Bai Moheng, but asked when Bai Moheng and Ling Zixi were about to go far, "Elder Brother, the elders ask you, do you really want to leave for a half-demon Sect?"

    "..." Bai Moheng paused, "Yes."

    "Is it all worth it?"

    Bai Moheng hugged Ling Zixi, "For him, it's worth your life."

    “…”

    The disciples knew that it was useless to talk too much, so they could only watch Bai Moheng and Ling Zixi go away.

    In addition, what puzzled Ling Zixi was that wherever there were people from the Blood Drop Cult, there were people from the Thousand Kills Pavilion dressed in black.

    "Why are the people from the Thousand Kills Pavilion there?" Ling Zixi asked Bai Moheng.

    "...I don't know." Bai Moheng thought for a while, but still said, "Maybe, there is some hatred between the Thousand Killing Pavilion and the Blood Drop Sect."

    Ling Zixi believed it without much thought, and yes, how could Bai Moheng know about these things?

    The two entered the Fenjiang boundary, and Ling Zixi breathed a sigh of relief.

    Ling Zixi hugged Ling Xiaoji, who was writhing in her arms, and said, "When will Chong Zi and Xiao Huangying bring the children over?"

    For nearly three months, Ling Zixi misses her three children so much.

    "Don't be impatient." Bai Moheng comforted, "It's almost time."

    "Okay..."

    The two first found a place to settle down. This time Bai Moheng did not look for an inn, but bought a vacant house. The three of them can live now. Chongzi and Xiaohuangying bring You can stay here with the kids.

    Ling Zixi and Bai Moheng rested in the house for three days, and got a general understanding of the situation in Fenjiang. There are many three religions and nine streams in Fenjiang, and there are various scattered cultivators and even ghost cultivators. Although the demon cultivator is dodging, it is not completely unacceptable. In short, as long as he has the strength, he can get along in Fenjiang.

    However, Fenjiang is also in crisis.

      Increase your strength in battle.

    To Ling Zixi's surprise, many sects contributed funds and set up exchange points here. As long as you hold a certain number of magic beads, you can exchange for resources for cultivation.

    It seems that other sects are not ignorant of this huge fissure in the demon world.

    At present, it seems that the monster is affecting Fenjiang, but once it gets out of control, it will spread to other places in Jiujiang.

    Therefore, other sects don't hesitate to spend resources, so that many immortal cultivators gather here to block the monsters that cross the border.

    "Let's go to the fissure and see." Ling Zixi said.

     "That's what I mean too." Bai Moheng nodded.

    At this time, a carrier pigeon flew with its wings.

    These pigeons also have aura, but they are not included in the list of monsters, because they, like spirit horses, are useful to cultivators.

    Ling Zixi opened the note on the pigeon's leg, thinking it was a letter from Chongzi, but unexpectedly it was the second senior brother Zhong Nansheng.

    Ling Zixi carefully read the content of the letter. It turns out that Yuanjiang is not peaceful now. More and more monsters, monsters, and ghosts appear, and even a large number of people are hurt, and there are many immortals. were injured.

    In addition, the Blood Drop Cult also frequently appears and competes with the righteous people for resources.

    Second brother heard that he and Bai Moheng came to Fenjiang, and said that he had found a way to enter the underworld. What happened in the underworld.

    "Don't read, be safe..." Ling Zixi finished reading the letter and looked up at Bai Moheng.

    "I'm a little worried about Second Senior Brother." Ling Zixi's eyebrows were slightly worried.

    "Your second senior brother has a thousand valleys in his chest and will not suffer." Bai Moheng comforted.

    "But...the third senior brother's soul has been in the underworld for a long time, and he may not be able to recognize who the second senior brother is."

    "We can only hope that your second brother has a safe journey." Bai Moheng said softly, "If you are worried and solve our problem, I will accompany you to the underworld to find him."

    "..." It is impossible for Ling Zixi not to be moved, "Thank you."

    The fissure stretches for dozens of miles and is very long. The outer layer is a resource exchange office, and inside there are various cultivators fighting against monsters.

    The further you go in, the harder it gets.

    Among these immortal cultivators, there was a short boy who was wearing a white coat and holding a long whip.

    After a while, a vacuum formed around the boy.

    The young man turned back in disappointment and boredom, and saw Ling Zixi with a blush leaf on his waist.

    Ling Zixi is also looking at the boy.

    I saw the boy's hair braided on one side and flying on the other side, two small tiger teeth shining brightly.

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