The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

    Ling Zixi's heart jumped when she saw the golden glow, and then, when the golden glow dissipated, a pair of soft swords came into view, Ling Zixi's heart rose again with joy.

    These soft swords will never admit their mistakes.

    When the person who came to fall in front of him, it was indeed a little yellow warbler!

      didn't meet you..."

    Looking at Xiao Huangying's anxious and talkative appearance, Ling Zixi couldn't help but chuckle: "No, it didn't touch me."

    Little Orioles are still so cute.

    Little Huang Ying puffed up, seeing that Ling Zixi was really not injured, and then she was relieved: "That's good."

    Although the furbolg didn't know what they were talking about, it also knew that it was not a good word.

    Little Yellow Orioles stood in front of Ling Zixi: "Zixi, back away."

    After saying this, the little yellow warbler flew forward and fought with the furbolg.

    It is said to be a fight, but it is actually a one-sided crushing.

    However, Ling Zixi soon felt relieved, and saw the little yellow warbler moving like a cloud and flowing water, and the goose-yellow figure was dancing with golden streamers, forming a clumsy figure with the furbolg. A sharp contrast, with ease.

    The double soft swords in the little yellow warbler's hand also had a metallic glow, and they beat the furbolg back again and again.

    The furbolg started to get hurt and angry, and wanted to defeat the little yellow warbler. However, under the free swordsmanship of the little yellow warbler, the furbolg finally showed fear in the eyes, and fled to the woods when he came .

    The furbolg fled to the old nest. If the little yellow warbler would usually pursue it, but at this time there was still Zixi, the little yellow warbler was reluctant to leave Zixi here alone.

    So the little yellow warbler sheathed her double soft swords, Yukong came to Ling Zixi, and she looked down to see Ling Zixi looking at him with admiration.

    There seems to be light, lake water and meteors in Zixi's eyes.

    Being looked at by Ling Zixi like this, Xiao Huangying felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, which rose, as if so many years of cultivation had not been in vain.

      Messy red hairs with falling.

    Ling Zixi felt that something heavy was smashed on her head. Although it was not big, it still hurt.

    Ling Zixi stretched out her right arm speechlessly, lifted the objects on her head, and a red chicken squatted in her palm, her eyelids trembling up and down. , is the red plume.

    "Hey, little red chicken!" Ling Zixi looked confused, a little angry, "Why are you here?"

    I was the first to enter the small secret realm, and many people followed one after another. The little red chicken must have secretly followed the crowd.

    I don't know how the little red chicken kept up, I didn't find it.

    Oh, they are so embarrassed and arrogant, and I don’t know who to learn from.

    Somehow Ling Zixi thought of Bai Moheng, who was also cold and arrogant, and wanted to hammer the bird head of the little red chicken.

    It seems that the little red chicken was also teleported here, most likely it was teleported into the air, and then fell rapidly, the little red chicken tried to keep its balance by flapping its wings, so it became like this.

    Fortunately, the little red chicken has wings, which offset part of the impact, otherwise, I would not let the little red chicken be fooled?

    "Yes." Ling Zixi nodded.

    "And." Little Yellow Ying looked at the messenger in her hand, "We separated from Bai Moheng."

    Fortunately, he found Zixi, otherwise, Bai Moheng is not by his side, nor is he himself, doesn't Zixi want to act by himself?

    Little Orioles became anxious when she thought of this possibility.

    Actually... Little Huangying didn't realize that, except for these extra factors, Xiao Huangying also wanted to guard Ling Zixi and protect him.

    Little Yellow Orioles subconsciously felt that Ling Zixi needed protection.

    Little Yellow Ying took out a map and looked at it, took out the double soft swords, and said, "Zixi, let's go."

    "What is this?" Ling Zixi looked at the map in Little Yellow Ying's hand and asked in confusion.

    "This is an incomplete map of the Little Secret Realm." The little yellow warbler shook the parchment to Ling Zixi to see.

    Ling Zixi leaned on the little yellow warbler's shoulder and looked at the map, and saw mountains, hills, and some resource signs drawn on it. Although some areas were blank, there was also a lot of information.

    "Where did this map come from?" It's so precious!

    "Hey, this little secret realm has been opened before, there are always people who have been there before." Xiao Huangying said, "It was bought with a lot of money."

    Actually, this is given by Chongzi, but it is indeed information bought with a lot of money, but it is just a lot of money from Chongzi.

    But Bai Moheng created Chongzi, and let Chongzi create Tingyulou, the original intention was to collect money. After all, training requires money, refining tools and talismans requires money, and those who support Fang Heng Hall need money!

    Although the resources obtained by cultivators are valuable, they consume a lot.

    A low-grade spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred taels of silver, listening to the scenery, but the spirit stone spent in cultivation is unknown.

    "Zixi, you should have it too." Little Yellow Ying said.

    "Huh?" Ling Zixi froze for a moment.

    Is it possible that Bai Moheng gave it to himself?

    Ling Zixi took out Bai Moheng and flipped over her space ring. Sure enough, she found an inconspicuous parchment inside. She thought it was a cushion for a white porcelain bottle!

    It turns out that Bai Moheng has already given himself so many useful things...

    Ling Zixi was silent, not knowing what was in her heart.

    Bai Moheng has been really kind to himself and his children recently, but can he be easily forgiven for those seven years?

    Ling Zixi felt a little confused.

    "Zixi, let's go!" Xiao Huangying interrupted Ling Zixi's thinking, stepped on the double soft swords, and motioned Ling Zixi to come up.

    "Where?"

    Little Yellow Orioles pointed to several places on the parchment: "The red dots circled here are all places where Qianchen grass may appear."

    "Looking at the terrain, I guess we are here." The little yellow warbler pointed to a prairie road just below the parchment.

    Then, the little yellow warbler pointed to the middle position above the parchment: "This place is most likely to appear Qianchen grass, let's go here!"

    Ling Zixi nodded, fortunately, although this distance is far, it is not diagonally opposite.

    If it's diagonally opposite, I really don't know it's time to go to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

    There is also time to open the small secret realm. The elder speculates that the small secret realm will be closed in about a month or two, so hurry up.

    "Well, let's go." Ling Zixi put the little red chicken on top of her head and stepped on the double soft sword.

    Ling Zixi stood behind the little yellow warbler, feeling the hunting wind, although the air was very windy, the little yellow warbler blocked a lot for him in front of him, and when he came to himself, it was just blowing Just the cuffs.

    The hair of the two people fluttered in the air, Xiao Huangying's eyes were bright, she turned her head and said to Ling Zixi: "Zixi, do you feel good?"

    "En." Ling Zixi narrowed her eyes, looked at the scenery under her feet, and nodded.

    The last time I sat on Little Yellow Orioles' flying sword was in the Wuxu Sect. No matter how big the Wuxu Sect was, the space was limited and it couldn't fly high. Ling Zixi didn't appreciate the scenery at that time.

    Today, the little yellow warbler flew up to the sky again, looking at the green land and the mountains in the distance, my mood suddenly brightened.

    Little Orioles is always like this, it makes people feel good.

    In fact, the little yellow warbler was a pistachio in her last life! Thinking of this, Ling Zixi suddenly laughed.

    "What's the matter, Zixi?" The bright voice of the little yellow warbler came from the wind.

    "It's okay, I remembered a fruit?" Ling Zixi said.

    "Fruit? What?"

    "A fruit that looks like a grinning grin." Ling Zixi had no choice but to explain.

    However, pistachios are actually nuts, and this book world does not exist, right?

    "What kind of fruit is this? It's so special!" The little yellow warbler pointed her chin, "I really want to see it!"

    "If you meet." Ling Zixi smiled softly.

    The two walked towards the north while talking and laughing, Hongling stood on Ling Zixi's head, her two small claws tightly grasped Ling Zixi's hair, the strong wind blew on Hongling, Several red feathers were missing.

    Until evening, Ling Zixi poked the little yellow warbler's waist.

    "What's wrong? Zixi." Little Yellow Orioles said.

    "Let's stop." Ling Zixi said.

    The sky is getting dark, and the little yellow warbler has been holding the sword for a day.

    "Well, good!" Little Yellow Ying replied neatly, "Zixi, catch it!"

    Then, the little yellow warbler began to speed up and dive down the mountain.

    Hong Ling screamed excitedly by the sudden acceleration, and the two of them landed on the top of the mountain together.

    "Let's find a cave." The little yellow warbler put away her double soft swords and said to Ling Zixi.

    "Okay." Ling Zixi nodded and walked along the cliff on the mountain with Little Yellow Orioles.

    Sure enough, not long after the two walked, they saw a cave that was not shallow.

    Little Orioles picked up a stone, wrapped it in spiritual power, and threw it into the cave.

    There was an echo of stones falling in the cave, and there was no other movement. The little yellow warbler raised her soft sword as a light, and headed towards the cave.

    The soft sword of the little oriole exudes a soft golden glow, just enough to see the inside of the cave.

    This is not a small but not too big cave, and you can see the end at a glance.

    There are some dead grass in the cave, and the little yellow warbler squatted down and gathered the dead grass together to make a simple bed.

    Ling Zixi also bent down and wanted to help Little Yellow Ying do it together.

    Little Yellow Ying stopped Ling Zixi: "Zixi, you are pregnant, just rest."

    "It's okay." Ling Zixi said, "I can…"

    In fact, because she cultivates immortality and is a half-demon, pregnancy does not have much impact.

    "It doesn't matter." Little Yellow Ying insisted, "It's easy to make a bed, I'll make it soon."

    Ling Zixi took out the prepared spiritual food from the space, and the little yellow warbler ignited a fire talisman and thawed the spiritual food. Immediately, the aroma drifted into the cave, arousing people's appetite.

    In fact, Ling Zixi can use foxfire, but in front of Little Yellow Ying, Ling Zixi dare not.

    Sometimes Ling Zixi would think, what would happen if Little Yellow Ying knew that she was a half-demon? Will he still be friends with him?

    The food was cooked by Ling Zixi herself. Even though Little Yellow Ying had fasted, her appetite was aroused, and she rolled her Adam's apple slightly.

    Ling Zixi smiled and handed a chicken leg to Xiao Huangying: "Little Huangying, let's eat together!"

    "Okay, Zixi!"

    The two had dinner together, and the little red chicken was jumping on its feet to eat. Ling Zixi looked at the fat body of the little red chicken and nodded its little head: "If you don't diet, you will die of fat."

    In Fangheng Hall, not only the servants of Fangheng Hall will feed Hong Ling, but whenever they eat, Bai Xiaosi will feed it. Therefore, Hong Ling is not only healed from the original injury, but also grows more and more. fatter.

    However, Ling Zixi gave Hong Ling some chicken.

    Hong Ling grunted twice, nodding her head and eating chicken on the ground.

    Little Yellow Orioles looked at Ling Zixi with the glow of the moonlight. Ling Zixi was wearing a Tsing Yi today, with a white lining inside and a cyan gauze outside. The mountains and rivers in the distance are beautiful and far away.

    Ling Zixi stared at the cover on her body for a while, and said, "No need..."

    "Oh, Zixi, I'm a mirror, you don't have to worry about me." Xiao Huangying patted herself, "It's not cold at all."

    "But..." Ling Zixi was slightly worried, "Isn't your cultivation level suppressed? How far is it now?"

    "The water gathering environment is complete." Little Yellow Orioles explained confidently.

    "Yeah." The little yellow warbler nodded.

    "That's it." Ling Zixi replied.

    They are all complete in the water gathering realm and can only use the water gathering realm spells, but even if the cultivation base is suppressed, the realm is not!

    Their understanding of spells and the firmness of their Dao Heart can enable them to exert some strength beyond the water gathering environment.

    Ling Zixi was worried.

    "Zixi, you don't have to worry." Xiao Huangying comforted, "With my strength, few people can threaten us."

    "En." Ling Zixi looked at Little Yellow Ying's confident look, put down half of her worries, and nodded.

    "Zixi, rest early." The little yellow warbler pointed to the bed made of weeds.

    "What about you?" Ling Zixi asked.

    "I'll keep watch."

    "I'll be here in the middle of the night..."

     "No, I meditate for a while, and then I will sleep." Little Yellow Orioles said casually.

    "But..."

    "Zixi, you're here, but you're out." Little Yellow Ying said, "Are we friends?"

    "En." Ling Zixi looked into the eyes of Little Yellow Ying and nodded.

    Little Orioles is the first friend she made after she came to the book world, and the only and best friend.

    "Rest..."

    Ling Zixi was lying on the grass bed, covered with a little yellow warbler's coat, looking at the little yellow warbler's hair and a trace of moonlight leaking outside the cave.

    Ling Zixi knew that Xiao Huangying took care of herself because she was worried that she was pregnant.

    Little Yellow Orioles is really a very warm person, just like sunshine into people's hearts.

    Although Ling Zixi crossed in, the original owner’s emotions often affected her and made her fall into a low mood. come over.

    Little Orioles, thank you.

    Ling Zixi said in her heart, then closed her eyes.

    Hong Ling also jumped to Ling Zixi's head and closed her eyes.

    Today is the first day of entering the secret realm. Ling Zixi slept very unsteadily, but because of the baby in her belly, she was very tired, so she fell into all kinds of strange dreams.

    When Ling Zixi tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, she saw the little yellow warbler leaning against the wall of the cave, sleeping with her eyes closed.

    "Little Orioles, you should rest for a while." The bed made by Little Orioles was very large, and Ling Zixi leaned in.

    Little Orioles slept on the outside of the bed with her clothes on. After resting for about half an hour, the two packed up and prepared to go.

    Ling Zixi planned to get up and go on the road, but Xiao Huangying insisted that Ling Zixi have some breakfast.

    Ling Zixi had no choice but to eat a little, and the two of them went north together with their swords.

    Crossing the mountain, it is a dwarf forest-like terrain, this time the two flew relatively low.

    Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front, there seemed to be the sound of fighting, and Kazuo exclaimed in fear.

    I saw a thin young man in a gray shirt, guarding a white jade-like flower, his voice was scared but firm: "This is what I found first!"

    "You..." The teenager trembled, "This is the rule for entering a small secret realm!"

    "Rules? Rules are made by people." The person opposite said unreasonably, "Rules are dead, people are alive, today's rules, we have the final say."

    Ling Zixi looked at the person on the opposite side, and saw that she was dressed as a disciple of the Qingyu Sect from the next county.

      , making a humming sound.

    "You..." The Qingyu disciple looked at Little Yellow Ying, obviously feeling the power of Little Yellow Ying, "Who are you?!"

    Little Huang Ying retracted the soft sword in her left hand to the front, and gently swiped her fingertips across the blade: "Wu Xu Sect, Jiang Ying."

    "Sorry." Little Yellow Orioles stood in front of the boy, "Impossible."

    "You have to meddle in your business?!" The group of people frowned, "Let's go!"