"vomit!"

Ye Duxing suddenly covered his mouth, frowned and made a sound of retching.

"Du... Ning Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wuhui asked anxiously, his concern evident in his words.

"I'm fine. Maybe the food isn't to my liking."

Ye Duxing drank some water and said indifferently, but his beautiful eyes were watery and his expression was a little painful.

"How about we change places."

Jiang Wuhui's eyes flashed and he said with seeming concern, but in fact he didn't want to stay here. His intuition told him that the relationship between Ye Duxing and Ding Ning was not simple, which made him jealous and hateful.

"No!"

Ye Duxing's temperament has always been cold, and Jiang Wuhui has long been used to it. He reached out and took out a fragrant green pill, and said diligently: "This is the Qingxin Pill I bought from the Holy Medical Sect. It can calm the mind and may relieve pain."

Your discomfort."

"No, I'm fine... vomit..."

Ye Duxing flatly refused. When he smelled the aroma of the medicine, his stomach suddenly turned upside down, and he felt retching again. He quickly covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"It's strange. We are all ancient warriors and are immune to all diseases. How can we get gastrointestinal discomfort when walking alone?"

Jiang Wuhui wanted to follow him, but when he thought that Ye Duxing was going to the women's restroom, it was really inappropriate for him to follow, so he could only stay, looking at Ye Duxing's back and murmuring to himself.

Lu Zhu's smart eyes turned, and she smiled casually: "Sister Ling Xing's symptoms are very similar to pregnancy reactions. She can't be pregnant."

"Shut up, Luzhu, can such a joke be made carelessly?"

Jiang Wuhui's face was sinister and he scolded sternly.

Lu Zhu curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "I just said it looks like it, but I didn't say it must be it. Humph, it's not even a joke. Even if it is, it's not yours. How can you be so excited?"

"That's enough, Lu Zhu, don't make random jokes that ruin people's reputation. If you are overheard by Ling Xing, even your disciples won't be able to protect you."

Jiang Wuhui's face was extremely gloomy, and he warned word for word, "Fan Yin Pure Land has always been on good terms with Shengjian Villa. He was born and experienced at the same time as Lu Zhu, and he usually takes good care of her."

He has always known that Lu Zhu was jealous of Ye Duxing, but one was a disciple of his sect who was close to his master, and the other was a goddess he was obsessed with. Normally, he could only turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.

.

But he knew that once Lu Zhu's words about slandering Ye Duxing spread, Ye Duxing would definitely kill Lu Zhu mercilessly. Even the Pure Land of Sanskrit couldn't protect her.

After all, the Saintess Clan is a large sect with a profound heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is one of the four holy sects alongside his master, and is far from comparable to a divine martial-level sect like Fanyin Pure Land.

"I'm just talking. It's not so bad."

Luzhu suddenly pouted guiltily and muttered softly.

Director Duan's expression also became serious: "Such a joke must never be made again in the future. The Saintess clan has a special inheritance. Only one Saintess walks out in each generation. The most important thing is reputation. If this kind of joke is spread, it will be tarnished.

With her reputation, the Saintess clan will definitely fight to the death."

"Oh, I see."

Lu Zhu saw that Director Duan had spoken and immediately responded obediently. She was just talking nonsense out of jealousy. If Ye Duxing really overheard it, she would definitely die and no one could save her.

Jiang Wuhui's eyes flashed. Even though Lu Zhu said casually, he had an unbelievable suspicion in his heart. Ye Duxing couldn't really be pregnant, right?

No, definitely not. Lone Xing has always been a clean and self-sufficient girl. How could she have an affair with another man? She must be overthinking it. Jiang Wuhui immediately shook his head and put this ridiculous idea behind him.

In the bathroom, Ye Duxing looked at the water from retching in the sink and washed his face, with a bitter look on his brows. It has been two months since his period. Recently, he has lost his appetite every day, and he still retches frequently, even though

No matter how careless she is, she still knows what this means.

This is also the reason why she submitted her resignation to the Religious Affairs Bureau and lied that she was returning to her school after her training was over. She wanted to find a place to live and was not suitable to take on any more tasks.

Should she tell him? Ye Duxing's face was full of confusion. She knew that aborting the child and pretending that nothing had happened was the wisest choice.

However, the fetus in her belly had already formed a fetal heartbeat, and she could feel the fetal heartbeat, which made her really reluctant to let go.

"ah!"

A scream awoke Ye Duxing from his reverie. Looking at the middle-aged woman who covered her face and screamed as she walked out of the compartment, she curled her lips in disdain, turned around and walked out.

"It's indecent, there's a pervert, there's a pervert in the bathroom."

Ye Duxing listened from a distance to the screams of the middle-aged woman behind him, as if she had just been raped. He shook his head speechlessly, "Auntie, I don't even look at your beauty. Even if there is a pervert, you will take advantage of me, okay?"

Not wanting to go back and face Jiang Wuhui's attentiveness and Lu Zhu's eccentric aura, he jumped up to a big tree and looked at Ding Ning from a distance, with complex colors flashing in his beautiful eyes.

This is the father of the child. Unfortunately, she cannot tell him. Once the teacher finds out, he will definitely die without a burial place.

Hey, Ye Duxing watched in boredom as Zhao Zifeng left angrily with a livid face, a gentle smile on his lips, this little man was still so unwilling to suffer.

What else could she do for him before leaving? Her mental power spread unconsciously to all directions, and subconsciously locked on Zhao Zifeng. She firmly believed that this guy would not let it go after suffering the loss of being mute.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and her heart suddenly tightened. Her eyes fell on the pavilion where Zhao Zifeng was. Yan Hui of the Holy Doctor Sect, why was he here?

She knew something about Yan Hui. He was an inner disciple of the Holy Medical Sect. His qualifications were not very good, but they were not very bad either. Even though he appeared to be just a young man in his twenties, in fact

They are already fifty years old. Tianwu, who broke through at the age of forty, is currently at the peak of Tianwu.

As a disciple of the Four Holy Sects, her status in the sect is far from being comparable to that of Yan Hui and his ilk. She is the saintess of this generation of the Saintess Clan and the heir to the future patriarch.

But she had to admit that even if she was a spiritual master, if she faced Yan Hui now, she might not be his opponent. This was determined by the degree of transformation from acquired body to innate body.

Tianling masters and Tianwu realm warriors are the same. They are both a process of transformation from acquired body to innate body. After more than two months of continuous transformation, she has only barely broken through to the middle stage of Tianling. This is still

This was only done when Mirage Dan had residual spiritual power hidden in his body.

After all, the difference between Tianling Master and Tianwu Realm is that they only need to convert spiritual power. When she converts spiritual power, she also needs to convert mental power. She can be proud of her leveling up speed even with double the effort.

Ye Duxing touched her belly, with a wry smile on her face. Since she decided to keep the child, she naturally had to think about the child's future. The spiritual power she had worked so hard to cultivate must be absorbed by the child first, so as to lay a good foundation for the child from the mother's womb.

Therefore, her cultivation level will probably stay in the middle stage of Tianling for a long time.

"MD, you are really bullying me!"

Zhao Zifeng's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face. He returned to the table where Yan Xun was sitting, picked up the wine glass and downed half a kilogram of white wine in one go, panting heavily and swearing angrily.

Yan Hao pursed his lips and wanted to explain something, but he didn't say anything. It couldn't be said that he was frightened by Wei Biaobiao, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Young master Feng, don't worry. I just want him to accept the challenge."

Yan Xun did not introduce the Yan Hui brothers and sisters to Zhao Zifeng, but said calmly from the side.

Although he disliked Zhao Zifeng for using Yan Hao as a gunman, he felt ashamed when his grandson was scared off in public. Seeing that Yan Hui had no intention of interfering, he became more courageous.

"Oh, does Mr. Yan have any good ideas?"

Zhao Zifeng's eyes lit up and he asked eagerly.

Although he coveted Junior Sister Qingyun's beauty, it was by no means an easy person to be treated with such respect by Yan Xun, so he restrained his lust very well.

"Haha, it's very simple. With so many of them drinking, there must be a time to go to the toilet. No matter who is sick, Ding Ning will never stand idly by. If he can't be cured and Yan Hao takes action to cure him, then who is higher and who is lower?

Isn’t it obvious at a glance?”

Yan Xun stroked his beard and said proudly.

"Mr. Yan, who poisoned you? Haha, what a clever plan, what a clever plan!"

Zhao Zifeng reacted quickly and immediately burst into laughter and applause.

From the corner of his eye, Yan Xun saw Yan Hui's expressionless face and showed no objection. He immediately cheered up and took out a bottle of medicinal powder and handed it to Zhao Zifeng: "This is a bottle of medicinal powder I prepared. I just need to let the target smell it. It will take a few minutes."

Then there will be red rashes all over the face.”

"It won't cause any harm, right?"

Zhao Zifeng asked worriedly, but he was still very cautious. After all, although he was not afraid of the people at Ding Ning's table, it was only limited to fights between young people. No matter who stepped on whom, the family would laugh it off after learning about it.

But once someone loses his life, the nature is different. It violates the rules of the game, and no one can protect him, not even the Zhao family.

"Don't worry, my old man still wants to live for a few more years, and he won't make fun of people's lives. At most, he will only be itchy for a few days, and there is no need to worry about his life."

What Yan Xun didn't tell him was that this kind of itching came from the bones. It was an unstoppable itch that would make people scratch their faces to pieces. At most, it would disfigure their face, but it would never put their lives in danger.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to do it right away."

Zhao Zifeng felt as if he had found a treasure, and went down with the powder to make arrangements.

"Master Feng, I'm coming!"

After Zhao Zifeng said proudly, Yue Tingting volunteered.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Zhao Zifeng was very satisfied with Yue Tingting's attitude, handed her the medicinal powder, and explained how to use it according to Yan Xun's instructions.

Xiao Yan lowered her head sadly. She originally wanted to take the initiative to improve her relationship with Zhao Zifeng, but she didn't expect that Yue Tingting would take the lead.

"Grandpa, how can I treat this kind of medicine powder?"

Yan Hao's spirit was greatly boosted, the previous decadence was gone, and he asked enthusiastically.

"It's very simple. Use a fire-burning needle to pierce the Quchi point, Chize point, and treat the itching point...three inches. Leave the needle for five minutes and it will be cured."

Yan Xun gave his beloved grandson some advice, hoping that he would be proud and proud this time and regain the dignity he had lost before.
To be continued...