Chapter 615 V Zhao, your sister is going to give birth soon

     A sitting, and a standing, definitely are uncoordinated.

    Deng Chan Yu sat up, and the space was finally spacious enough, Yun Xiao also sat down accordingly.

    The immortals meditate often, and the space is a bit cramped, but fortunately both of them are not overweight, so sitting face to face doesn't feel too crowded.

    Yun Xiao's hair is long, and it hangs down to his waist every day. When he sits down now, with the micro winds generated by the stars running inside the great array, his hair will blow in the wind towards Deng Chanyu.

    Her hair is too long to tie up neatly. How about braiding it? But it's too countryside and doesn't suit her temperament.

    One can only let Deng Chan Yu endure it for a while!

    Cloudy also can smell the fragrance of Deng Chan Yu's body. The distance between them is quite close, and the hotness transmitted from the other side makes her a little uncomfortable. She has to find something to talk about: "Waist hurt? Sister is young, how could she have a waistache? Is it serious?"

    The reason for her own waist pain cannot be said directly, so Deng Chan Yu used the excuse of practicing a cultivation technique to cover it up. This was not a lie; even in front of Nuwa, she could say that. She has been modifying the [Da Luo Ben Jing] as she practices it, with Nuwa occasionally giving some suggestions. It's normal to have some minor issues after such practice.

    Cloudy asked with great concern, "Have you taken any spiritual medicines?"

    Deng Chan Yu smiled: "It's a congenital deficiency, coupled with the excessive pursuit of speed in postnatal cultivation, so"

    Yun Xiao had her palm meet his own and applied a bit of his own power to inspect. Upon discovery, it was indeed as he had suspected. His gaze towards Deng Chan Yu involuntarily carried a hint of pity—it's a good person, why should they have congenital deficiencies?

    Something, once it involves congenital factors, there's nothing to be done.

    She imagines Deng Chan Yu just born, thin and dry, a small bundle. As for Deng Chan Yu's mother, she automatically takes on an image of some saint. She sighs inwardly, this is fate! Even if you are a saint, you must have some flaws.

    The Nuwa in the Palace of Nuwa scratched her face, looking through the Mirror of Viewing the Sky, and she noticed that Yun Xiao seemed to be thinking about her. What is this girl thinking about? She's so curious!

    Deng Chan Yu pulled out a "Nai Zi," a fruit that Dalu loved to eat, from her sleeve and gestured to Yun Xiao, "Would you like some?"

    Cloudy smiled and shook his head, "I'm not hungry. You should hurry and nourish your body."

    Deng Chan Yu finished a "Nai Zi" in three bites, looked at the time, and realized that it had only been fifteen minutes since they started. There was still a long way to go before one complete week cycle. Moreover, Yun Xiao only said that it would take at least one week cycle, what if it took even longer?

    The space is too small, it's not convenient to do anything. How do you kill time?

    Yun Xiao has plenty of experience bringing his sister, which can be called "Yun's Little Sister."

    At this moment, I calmly smile: "Let's play a game, shall we? First, I'll say something I've never done. If you've done it, you drink a sip. If you haven't done it, I drink one. Then it's your turn to say. Do you understand the rules?"

    She took out a small porcelain bottle and gently swayed it twice. As an item carried by a Pure Saint, it naturally has an extraordinary quality. That is, inside the small bottle there is an endless supply of spiritual wine, and each time it is swayed, the taste of the wine changes accordingly.

    This magical artifact has little offensive power, but its function lies entirely in the spiritual energy within the internal alcohol. As external spiritual energy cannot be absorbed at the moment, drinking some alcohol to replenish the consumed energy is also good.

    Yun Xiao asked in anticipation, "How about playing?"

    Deng Chan Yu gave her a curious glance, "You actually carry a bottle of wine with you? I really underestimated you!"

    However, this is such an immature game. Is it not the trick of those schoolgirls? At what age are you? You shouldn't play such a game.

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    Anyways, it's killing time. She slaps her thigh, "Alright, let's play!"

    Yun Xiao started first. She thought for a moment and seriously said, "I've never been to the chaos before, as a cloud formed by White Cloud, my teacher said that it would be dangerous for me to go to the chaos, although I've always wanted to see it but I've never been there."

    “Have you really never been? Not even once?”

    “Really.”

    Deng Chan Yu definitely has been to the chaos. She's been there more than once: "Alright, give me the bottle. I'll drink."

    Deng Chan Yu drank a sip of spiritual wine. The spiritual energy within the wine is not ordinary, and the taste is almost on par with that of Hou Tian and Wangmu's peach banquet. Even in heaven, it is a first-class wine, and if put into mortal life, one would probably be able to ascend to immortality if they didn't die from drinking it.

    Yun Xiao said, "It's your turn."

    "I'll think," Deng Chan Yu said, slightly thinking before speaking, "My father taught me to practice swords from a young age, and after adulthood, I practiced spears myself. I've never practiced swords."

    "Crafty." Yun Xiao smiled and took the wine bottle, drinking it with great spirit.

    She placed the bottle "thud" on the ground, "It's my turn again, um, I don't have any male immortal friends."

    Deng Chan Yu took a sip from the porcelain bottle and said, "I have a flying stone skill in my dark arts. It may not be the first in Hongxia, but it is rare enough."

    Yun Xiao laughed and took out three small flying knives from his bag, "Stealth weapons? I know how to use these. In my early days of transformation, I used these knives to kill a tiger spirit that tried to loot the Azure Pavilion. Now you have another sip."

    Outside the array.

    Kunpeng did not chase at full speed. It seemed that he just wanted to drive Bai Ze and Zhao Gongming out of the North Sea to expel them.

    Bai Ze kept looking back and saw the shadow of a massive bird blocking out the sun from afar.

    Kunpeng was a phoenix in the sky and a kūn in the water. No one outside knew this, but Bai Ze and Kunpeng had worked together for many years at the Heaven Court. They knew Kunpeng's true nature well: he had cut his good form, phoenix, and evil form, kūn, into separate bodies as his spirit vehicles. This form of his could be said to be unparalleled and he possessed an advantage over other quasi-saints in terms of difficulty when cutting their bodies. However, by the third body cut, he didn't know what to do anymore. He had already cut off both phoenix and kūn forms. What was left for him? There was no path ahead.

    At this moment, the massive flying bird pursuing was unclear whether it was the true form of Kunpeng or his good spirit vehicle.

    Lao Zhao, after realizing that he was not in danger, began to care about his own big sister: "Please, help me investigate if my big sister is safe now?"

    Bai Ze's eyes sparkled with a seven-colored light. His gaze was slightly unfocused before he answered, "Rest assured, the Cloudstorm Goddess is almost victorious."

    Zhao Gongming was momentarily startled: "????"

    What?! Wait a moment, wait a moment?! Are they having a baby?!

    My time was confused by some Dao? Does that mean Kunpeng has been chasing us for an elementary age already? Suddenly jumping this much, is there any unknown information in between?

    Bai Ze heard part of his inner thoughts and could not help but laugh and explain, "Victory, the Cloud Goddess and Deng Dao friend are competing in a wine contest, that's why I said the Cloud Goddess is about to win."

    "Oh, I see. So it's like that." Only after hearing this, Zhao Gongming's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally returned to its place. He often plays this game with Jing Tao and Bi Tao, but he finds it childish. As the eldest brother of his family, he has always been cautious not to participate in such a game. However, he knows the game well and is very reassured by its safety.

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