The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The night is deep, and Qinglian is quiet.

Qiao Wei rested on the back of the bed, looking at Shu Wei in her arms, a small meat hand around her long hair, the time is not early, in the past, this little lazy insect did not know how many dreams, But today, she seems to be a little sleepless.

"Sleep." Qiao Wei caressed her back and said.

Wang Shu asked grievously: "When is your brother coming back?"

Qiao Wei hugged her daughter in her arms, and her chin gently licked her forehead: "Come on, I have already gone to him, and I will be back soon."

"What about your brother?" asked Shu Shu and asked him.

Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "It will come back, you sleep first, and when you wake up, they will all come back."

"Hey?" The children's problems are always inexhaustible, and they always get tired of one thing.

Qiao Wei said patiently: "He will come back with them."

Wang Shu snorted and his face was buried tighter in Qiao Wei's arms.

Qiao Wei knows that her daughter always has a strong and strong look. She can also have her own sensitivity and vulnerability. She will worry about her brother, who will think of her brother. Qiao Wei pats her little shoulder and slowly calms her. Into the dream.

Then, Qiao Wei looked at the boundless night, thinking about how the progress of Ji Mingxiu was going on, and did they find Jingyun?

......

The moonlight climbed out of the thick clouds, and the white and clear glow sprinkled in the forest. Jingyun blinked and saw the man who came towards him. His eyes lit up: "Hey!"

The guards around Jingyun turned their heads and brushed their heads. They held the sword and looked at the man who was approaching them. The man was dressed in white, wearing a half-face mask, and a pair of deep eyes could not see the bottom. The cold pool, everyone just looked at it, it was a little chilling, as his steps were getting closer and closer, the powerful gas field and the pressure almost covered half of the forest, their hearts slammed and the frontal angle The cold sweat came, the palms were sweating, and the handles seemed to be a little slippery.

The guards couldn’t help but swallow.

The guard of the archery has fallen, and the other leader's guard has a hard scalp: "Don't come over! Come over, I killed him!"

He said, leaning over his body and resting the sword on Jing Yun’s neck.

The cold chill came from the blade and sticked to the skin, making people feel awkward.

But under the heavy eyes of his father, Jing Yun held back.

Ji Mingxi continued to move forward.

The bodies of everyone shook together.

The leading guard asked in a panic: "I am serious! I will kill him if I take another step!"

"Do you dare?" Ji Mingxiu asked faintly.

Leading guard: "I..."

Ji Mingxiu’s broken **** pointed at him: “If you don’t take your sword away, I will kill you.”

The guard looked at the cold arrow, his throat tightened, and he shook his sword in his hand and said, "Your son is in my hand, do you dare?!"

call out!

Ji Mingxiu pulled the trigger. The arrow that was three times faster than the ordinary bow and arrow pierced the guard's heart. The guard went back two steps in an incredible way. The corner of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood. Then his legs fell down and did not support the previous one. For a little while, the whole person rushed to the ground.

Shooting people first shot the horse, the thief first smashed the king, the leader of the squad fell, the remaining natural army was unstable, Ji meditation approached step by step, everyone step by step, from the initial three-meter diameter circle, Slowly shrinking almost back to back.

Ji Mingxiu said faintly: "Hey, let me hand over my son, otherwise, I will take one step and kill one."

He said so, of course.

He can kill them, but they don't dare to kill Jingyun. After all, Jingyun is an important hostage. It is also very useful. Whoever kills him, who will kill him.

After Ji Mingxiu killed three guards in a row, the rest of the people finally couldn’t stand it, and brought up the sword and killed him.

The killers of Yan Fei and the **** squad swarmed up and fought fiercely with the guards of the night Luo.

An awkward guard stalked Jingyun and ran to the depths of the night. No one expected to go two steps. He was stopped by the road when he did not know when he went to the front.

Ji Mingxiu looked at him coldly. His face became pale. After a brief confrontation, his arm gradually lost his strength. He gently placed Jingyun on the ground. Jingyun just had to step into his own house. Ji Mingxiu took him one step at a time and took him around and turned around.

Three darts flew over and brushed. One shot hit the guard. The guard fell to the ground on the spot. The other two passed through the place where Jingyun and Ji Mingxiu stood, and they were nailed to the tree. .

"It’s a good way to be a good man."

With a very old voice, a man in a gray cloak walked slowly.

"The sky." Jingyun is swearing.

Ji Mingxiu hugged his son, and his eyes looked coldly at the sky.

Just listening to his voice, I will think that he is a dying old man, but he can see the face, but it is not clear enough. It is not so beautiful and unparalleled, but it is never old, and there is a faint beauty crack on the chin.

Over there, Yan Fei and others have already solved the guards who hold Jingyun, but they don’t know where to come out with a new wave of guards. This wave of guards is much better than the previous ones. People are struggling to cope.

Ji Mingxiu singled out a move and gave the broken **** a slap.

Cang sneer: "Your bow is useless to me, I advise you to save the province."

"Who said that my bow is to deal with you?" Ji Mingxiu handed the smashing **** to Jingyun. "Do you know how to use it?"

Jingyun nodded, and the second uncle taught him how to use the machine.

Ji Mingxiu put Jingyun down to the ground, let Jingyun stand behind him, looking majesticly toward the sky.

The sky wandered around Ji, and slowly paced. While walking, he smiled softly: "I know that you have a lot of internal strength in your body, but every time you use it, you have to suffer extremely painful reflexes, and the drugs will It's even harder to suppress your palm poison. Can you guess I can pick you up? Can you receive your reincarnation until death?"

Ji Mingxiu said unchanged: "You just have to try."

The sky is fluttering in the air: "Then I have to be polite."

Ji Mingxiu said to Jing Yundao: "Stay farther, whoever is close to you, don't have to be merciful."

Jingyun nodded, holding the broken god, and stood outside.

The sky spurred the internal force, the cold wind suddenly burst, the leaves were blown and rustled, the birds stunned, fluttering their wings and flying out from the treetops.

Ji Ming Xiufeng thundered and was not shocked, the light was calm and the color was cold.

The shape of the sky slammed and slammed out of the palm of his hand. He rushed over to Kyrgyzstan without any mercy. However, his palms did not face up with Ji Mingxiu, but he was opened by a figure falling from the sky. Now!

Huo Shigong steadily fell in front of Ji Mingxiu, looking at the sky with a blank expression.

The half of the arm of the sky was numb, and looked at Huo Shigong, what flashed in the scorpion, slightly squinting: "The master of the hidden family? Oh, but it is so."

Ordinary people took the hand of Huo Shigong, and vomited blood and died early. But the sky was only a numb of the arm. It is obvious that his internal strength is deep, not under Huo Shigong.

Cangwu and Huo Shi’s bus started to move, and Cangwu’s recruiting was fierce. Huo Shigong also had no mercy. At the first 30 rounds, no one could help, but from the 40th round, Huo Shigong began to gain the upper hand. If the sky is to fight for life, perhaps it is not without any chance of winning, but at this time, seventeen arrived.

To deal with one is still strenuous, not to mention two, the addition of seventeen, almost let the situation here become a one-sided overwhelming.

The sky glanced coldly: "I have let you go today! But Ji Mingxiu, you remember to me, night Luo is not so good offended!"

Ji Mingxiu didn't lift his eyelids: "Go back and tell your master, and the prime minister is not so irritating. His price is still behind."

"Hey!" The sky snorted and cast a light hand to leave the place.

He left, and the troublesome night Luo guards also retreated.

Yan Fei rushed to the air and rushed over and looked up and down: "Is it okay?"

Ji Mingxiu said: "I am fine."

"Jing Yun?" Yan Fei asked.

Jing Yun took a small short leg and snorted and ran out, politely saying hello: "Hey, Tai Shigong, Yan Grandpa, seventeen brothers."

Yan Fei was very busy taking his bow: "I came to me, this thing is old."

Ji Mingxiu patted the shoulders of Jingyun: "They first went out with the Taishigong, and then they came."

Jingyun blinked, although he didn't understand why he let him go first, but he did it obediently. What he thought of, he ran to the side of the golden eagle: "Hey, can I bring it back? Just It saved me."

"Of course." Ji Mingxiu readily agreed.

Yan Fei gave the bow to the seventeenth, and he bent over to hold the seriously wounded golden eagle.

Jing Yun took the hand of Huo Shigong and left the place with Huo Shigong and others.

Ji Mingxiu turned to look at the silent woods, and looked calmly: "Come out."

Woodlands slowly loosened the hand that trapped his son and walked out with the big brother after the big tree.

The moonlight is very white, but her face is paler than the moonlight.

He ran to Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu took his small shoulder and looked at the orchids indifferently. He said nothing, but he said everything in his eyes.

There was a panic in the heart of Woodland: "Made..."

Ji Ming repairs are too lazy to care for her, with her brother walking in the direction of the carriage.

The orchids set the gods and stopped the two: "Don't take the brothers away!"

Ji Mingxiu lived in the footsteps and leaned on the side: "He is the child of Ji family."

Woodlands almost collapsed: "He is also my child! You have taken everything away, why not even let my son go? He was born in October! He is mine!"

Ji Mingxiu ignored her.

Woodland said sadly: "If it is Joe... Do you want to take her child? She does not agree, will you come hard?"

Ji Mingxiu said: "Of course not, her children, no one can take it."

Woodland eyes reddened: "So why should I take it away?"

Ji Mingxiu asked: "What do you say?"

One suffers for the child and one suffers for the child. In this world, not every woman who has a child is accompanied by a mother.

From the time she hid in the tree, the third time she gave up Jingyun, the faith of her brother in the heart of her brother completely collapsed.

Ji Mingxiu hugged his brother, and his brother buried his little head in his brother's arms. He screamed and shed tears. Ji Mingxiu hugged him, disappeared into the night, and disappeared into the cypress. In the sight.

Lan Lan was on the ground, covering her face and crying in despair.

......

When Fu Xueyan arrived here, the situation was over, and everyone left. Only Yulan was sitting on the cold ground in a miserable manner, crying desperately. Although there was nothing in the orchid, but the mother could feel it. To the pain of the mournful "mourning" child, Fu Xueyan subconsciously touched his stomach. If one day, he would leave it, would it be as uncomfortable as Woodlands?

Fu Xueyan heard the scream of the golden eagle before he arrived here, but when he arrived, there was only a pile of bird feathers on the ground.

The lord of the church comforted: "It should have been rescued by my older brother, go back."

Fu Xueyan nodded and turned away. People walked away and looked back at the orchid.

She touched her stomach, and there was a trace of complexity in her throat.

......

When Ji Mingxiu returned home with his son and brother, it was already bright. The two children slept heavily in the carriage and were not awake when they were hugged into the house.

At first glance, Qiao Wei saw that the two men’s trousers were not right. They could not help but ask: "What about the pants of your brother? How do you wear Jingyun?"

"The urine is wet," said Ji Mingxiu.

Such a small child, being taken away by a group of bad guys, urinating pants is also a reasonable thing.

Qiao Wei hit the hot water, wiped the two people, and checked to see if there was any injury. Except for Jingyun’s knees and palms, he broke everything, and everything else was fine.

Qiao Wei put the two on their bed with Ji Mingxiu, and Wang Shu is also there. Although the three small ones are sleeping, but they feel like each other's breath, they are firmly together. Qiao Wei looked, his heart was soft.

On the carriage back to the house, Jing Yun said the matter, Qiao Wei did not expect that the orchids were also there. It seems that the trick of catching the child is mostly her, but she probably did not expect her dreams. The child will be caught in the wrong place, is this considered to be a rock and smashed his own feet?

Now not only has the night Luo people offended, but the son is completely disappointed with her. She spends her regrets and suffering every day.

Qiao Wei asked inexplicably: "Why do the night Luo people want to catch Jingyun? Do you want to change Mu Qiuyang?"

Ji Mingxiu thinks for a moment: "Probably yes."

Qiao Wei touched Ji's chin: "You haven't slept, you have a long beard."

Ji Mingxiu asked: "You don't sleep at night?"

Qiao Wei said: "But I have no beard."

Ji Mingxiu couldn't help but smile. She grabbed her soft waist and tried not to look at her eyes. She kissed her cold forehead: "I will take more precautions and will not let you be scared."

Qiao Wei gently leaned into his warm arms, breathing the faint fragrance and manliness that belonged to him. A heart was filled with great stability: "Doing so much, not worrying about your son suffering, just afraid Am I scared?"

Ji Mingxiu's chin glared at her horns and said softly: "I am also worried that he will suffer, and I am more worried that you are sad."

Qiao Wei’s eyes are slightly moist, and her heart is so sweet.

"There is one more thing." Ji Mingxiu suddenly said.

Qiao Wei took a look at the blind man: "What is it?"

Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei’s hand to the backyard. On the lawn of the backyard, there was a dying golden eagle. Yan Fei was kneeling beside him, touching his neck and sighing helplessly: “Save No, I can't save it..."

Ji Mingxiu looked at the Golden Carving Road: "It was shot by the night Luo people during the rescue of the cloud."

"Is this not a golden sculpture of the hidden family? How can it fly to the Central Plains?" The Central Plains does not have such a large golden sculpture. The ordinary golden sculpture is less than one meter, and the wings can be opened up to two meters. The head of this golden sculpture is obvious. More magnificent, and more importantly, why does it save the cloud?

In my heart, Qiao Wei went to the golden eagle to check the wound. There was an arrow in the abdomen. The arrow had been cut off by Yan Fei. It was afraid that it would bleed. Yan Fei never dared to pull out the arrow. The second place The wound is on the right leg. There is a noticeable bruise. It should also be shot by the arrow. The arrow is poisonous, and the right foot and stomach are all black.

In addition, the wings on the left side of the wing also fell heavily on the way.

It is falling down with Jingyun. If it is not hugged, it is Jingyun.

"Little white?" Qiao Wei asked.

The little white sly ran over, and as soon as he saw the big guy who swallowed it, the mane was blown up and plunged into Qiao Wei’s arms.

Qiao Wei wants to put some blood on it.

It does not work.

"Don't you do your chest?"

Do not dry, Fu sister's chest and chest can be awkward every day!

Qiao Wei said: "Does the ostrich dry?"

……dry!

The little white bowed out his claws.

Qiao Wei put a few drops of blood, fed the golden eagle, then opened the medicine box, took out the tools, and dug out the arrow of the golden eagle belly.

When Fu Xueyan entered Qinglianju, Qiaowei had already finished the two wounds of the Golden Eagle, and was wrapping it with bandages. After wrapping them up, they could start to wrap their wings.

Qiao Wei plunged into her own world, did not notice that Fu Xueyan came, Fu Xueyan did not bother to disturb, just quietly watching her to heal his own golden eagle.

Qiao Wei took out a box from the mezzanine of the medicine cabinet. After opening it, it was a milky white fruit, about the size of a fist, exuding a seductive aroma.

Qiao Wei patted the head of the golden eagle and smashed the fruit into his mouth: "The two fruits I brought are finished, only the last one, you can get better, don't waste my Fruit, do you know?"

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[A prize question and answer] Can the golden eagle recover? Will it leave behind the sequelae?

A: It can heal without leaving sequelae.

B: It can heal, but it will leave sequelae.

C: Can't heal.