The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

    Bai Xiaoli stood at the exit of the secret realm, attracting the attention of many people. Even people from other sects began to pay attention to this talented young man from Wuxu Sect.

    Is this the future pillar of Wuxu Sect?

    The younger generation of Wuxu Sect has already produced a white Moheng, and now it seems that the younger generation also has successors!

    Bai Moheng was only twenty-nine years old when he entered the fourth realm, which made other sects fearful.

    The Wuxu sect forces suppress the sects, and other sects can only respect them everywhere.

    How many good resources have come to the Wuxu Sect, this will only make the gap between the sects bigger and bigger.

    Suddenly, the crowd at Qingyu Sect burst into cheers: "Ji Chang, Master Ji Chang is here!"

    However, the cheers did not last long, and the people of the Qingyu Sect shut their mouths.

    What's going on? Except for Bai Moheng, how could Ji Chang, who has the highest cultivation base, become like this?

    Is he injured in Rift? Who hurt him again?

    After Ji Chang came out, he raised his head and looked at Bai Moheng. Bai Moheng had a pressure like a polar glacier on his body, which made the atmosphere between the two almost freeze.

    Everyone looked at the eyes of the two of them... Could it be that Ji Chang was hurt like this by Bai Moheng?

    I think of the scene when Bai Moheng brought Ling Zixi out, and Ling Zixi was in a coma. Could it be that Bai Moheng hurt Ji Chang like this for Ling Zixi of?

    You must know that Ji Chang is the young headmaster of Qingyu Sect after all. Although the relationship between the two sects is not very good, they will give each other a little bit of face. Unexpectedly, Bai Moheng did not give any Ji Chang left room.

    However, this also shows that Ji Chang's strength is indeed inferior to Bai Moheng!

    What about the purebred fire root? In the face of the mutated ice spirit root, there is still a gap like a gulf.

    The people of Qingyu Sect also thought of this, and suddenly, their faces were not very good.

    The loss of their future leader to the future leader of Wuxu Sect is not a glorious thing in any case, and it also indicates that their sect will be inferior in the future.

    Ji Chang and Bai Moheng looked at each other for a long time, and finally, he looked away first, and said to the Qingyu disciple who came to support him: "Go."

    The disciples of Qingyu Sect surrounded Ji Chang and left, feeling rather depressing.

    Today is the big day for the new disciples to go out to the small secret realm, and Ran Rongche will not be absent. He looks at Ji Chang's injured figure and clenched his fists tightly, Bai Moheng, for Ling Zi Xi has done this...

    Ji Chang returned to Qingyu Sect, and everyone's eyes naturally turned to Bai Xiaoli.

    Bai Xiaoli looked at his father, saw that his father and two younger brothers were safe, and showed a relieved smile.

    In the secret realm, he heard rumors that his father was in danger. Fortunately, he also heard that his father, who had been irresponsible for seven years, found his father and rescued him.

    Bai Xiaoli's gaze at Bai Moheng became slightly complicated.

    Daddy raised so many children by himself. In the past seven years, he has suffered too much.

    Bai Xiaoli wanted to grow up quickly to protect his father, but he was only seven years old.

    Daddy, do you need a strong person to accompany him...

    Is this good or bad…

    Bai Xiaoli knows that his stupid father has been working hard, earning money, practicing hard, and trying to support his family to become a harbor for their three children.

    Bai Xiaoli looked at Ling Zixi, no matter what decision Dad made, he would support him.

    Anyone or someone to accompany you, you will be your father's strong backing

    Well, I will practice hard myself! Bai Xiaoli thought to himself.

    Ling Zixi looked at her eldest son who was in deep thought, and couldn't help laughing, Xiaoli must be thinking about something.

    Little Li, although arrogant and cute, but because he is the eldest in the family, he always thinks more than the two younger ones.

    When all the disciples in the small secret realm came out, the elder Chen, who was in charge of the peak, said: "Disciples, congratulations on your triumphant return from the small secret realm, everyone has worked hard."

    "Next, it's time for you to make contributions to the sect. You can voluntarily provide the sect with your income in the secret realm, and the sect will double the contribution points to you."

    Contribution points?

    Ling Zixi's heart moved, he remembered that the master in charge of the peak once said that to go to the bookstore, you need to contribute points!

    And I really need to go to the bookstore to find a solution to the poison...

    The disciples from the Wuxu Sect who came out of the small secret realm came to the contribution box in front of the elder one by one and handed in the treasures they had found.

    Some people only pay what they don’t need, and some people are in urgent need of contribution points, so they pay more.

    "Zhongyi, two fairy grass... 20 contribution points..."

    "Shen Qiu, five talismans...50 contribution points..."

    “…”

    In the constant chant, Bai Xiaoli stepped forward, took out an item and handed it to the elder.

    The elder took it over and looked at it, and it turned out to be a magic weapon: "Three...third-level high-grade magic weapon!"

    Everyone was in an uproar, Bai Xiaoli actually found such a precious thing, and he handed it over selflessly.

    However, this also shows that Bai Xiaoli's chances are not small.

    "When you reach the third realm, I will ask Zhangshifeng to give you a magic weapon specially suitable for you."

    "Thank you, Elder." Bai Xiaoli bowed his hands slightly and said calmly.

    "Hey, good, good."

    The elder looked at Bai Moheng and at Bai Xiaoli, their sect really has a successor!

    Then, the disciple in charge of singing said: "Bai Xiaoli, a third-level high-grade magic weapon...get 1000 contribution points..."

    Everyone looked at Bai Xiaoli with envy, 1000 points, you can do a lot of things, change a lot of things!

    It is Ling Zixi.

    What is Ling Zixi doing? Wasn't he rescued by Senior Brother ahead of time?

    Does he also have treasures to exchange for contribution points?

    However, it's not impossible, the big opportunity is not obtained, there should be some small ones, and it should be about the same for ten twenty.

    "This..."

    "How did Ling Zixi get so many spirit grass?"

    "Is that more than the previous ones combined?"

    "How many are there..."

    "And, each of them is extraordinary..."

    The elder looked at Ling Zixi in surprise, picked up a spirit grass, raised his head and looked at the sun tremblingly: "This... Yexia grass..."

    "This... nine dragon grass..."

    "Drunk Dream Core..."

    "How many rare herbs are there?!" Everyone was stunned.

    When the elders have counted them all, the disciples who are in charge of singing and singing are not in a good position: "Ling Zixi, one hundred high-grade spirit grasses!...Get 1000 contribution points..."

    The field suddenly became very quiet, Ran Rongche's fingers trembled slightly, and even the Qingyu Sect people looked this way.

    Ji Chang's face turned blue, Ling Zixi had collected so many rare fairy grasses in the fairy grass garden, and seeing that he didn't feel distressed at all, he probably had more in his hands …

    Ji Chang regretted it very much at this time, he did not choose to go to the fairy grass garden, but went to the temple...

    Bai Moheng stood aside and looked at Ling Zixi, his white clothes floated gently with the breeze, and his eyes were full of praise for Ling Zixi.

    At the same time of shock, many people are jealous of Ling Zixi's good luck.

    No one will hand over treasures in exchange for contribution points, so this place is scattered.

    Ling Zixi took the children back to their small shop to stay for one night. Once home, Bai Xiaoli took Ling Zixi's hand to look left and right, confirming that his father was safe.

    "Don't worry, I'm all right..." Ling Zixi comforted her eldest son with a slight smile.

    "But, I heard that you were poisoned." Bai Xiaoli's voice was depressed.

    Ling Zixi covered her lower abdomen subconsciously, smiled and tried to cover it up: "Yes, it's solved..."

    Bai Xiaoli squinted at his stupid father: "You still don't know how to lie."

    From childhood to adulthood, Ling Zixi had nothing to hide from herself, the eldest son of Zhong Lingyuxiu. It was the case when Zhier Sier was poisoned before, and now it is the same with her own poisoning.

    Ling Zixi sighed.

    "Daddy, don't lie to me." Bai Xiaoli looked into Ling Zixi's eyes and said seriously.

    Bai Xiaoli is the boss. At this time, Ling Zixi always feels that Xiaoli seems to be more mature, like a little adult.

    Ling Zixi looked at her lower abdomen and whispered: "The poison is indeed resolved, but the residual poison is still in my abdomen, affecting the little four..."

    Bai Xiaoli was nervous when he heard this: "That brother..."

    "Don't worry." Ling Zixi's eyebrows were a little worried, but she still touched Bai Xiaoli's head and smiled softly, "Elder Danhe said that your brother will be born safely."

    "Okay..." Bai Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at Ling Zixi's lower abdomen worriedly.

    "It's alright." Ling Zixi held the eldest son's hand and pressed it against her lower abdomen, "Touch it, is your brother moving?"

    The feeling of having a life under the palm of your hand is really amazing...

    Also, they are brothers and feet connected with their own blood.

    Ling Zixi is not worried about the birth of the baby. After all, the baby in the original book is the villain, how can it be born. It's just that Ling Zixi is very worried, what will happen to the baby under the influence of the poison...

    Bai Xiaoli felt his brother for a while, then he took out two spiritual tools from his space ring and called Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaosi over: "This is for you."

    Ling Zixi looked at Bai Xiaoli's two spiritual weapons and was extremely surprised: "Where did you get so many spiritual weapons?"

    "Well, I found it in the little secret realm." Bai Xiaoli said calmly.

    "Also, you handed in a Level 3 Spirit Tool today..."

    "I have a second-level and a fourth-level." Bai Xiaoli blinked.

    Ling Zixi breathed a sigh of relief.

    However, regardless of whether it is level three or level four, Bai Xiaoli only has the second level at this time, so he can't control it, or he can only use level two spiritual weapons.

    Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaosi came together and took the little magic tool that his brother gave them. Bai Xiaosi took the bell and Bai Xiaozhi took a short stick. bodyguard.

    "Thank you, brother!" Bai Xiaosi and Bai Xiaozhi played with the newly acquired magic weapon.

    Ling Zixi always felt a little stiff when she saw Bai Xiaoli's movements to his younger brothers.

    Ling Zixi felt distressed at once. Bai Xiaoli said it lightly, but Ling Zixi knew that Bai Xiaoli must have gone through a fierce battle.

    "Come here." Ling Zixi sat on the stool with Bai Xiaoli, "Daddy will give you medicine."

    "Hmmm..."

    Ling Zixi took the medicine and carefully applied it to Bai Xiaoli's wound...

    …

    The night was getting darker, Bai Xiaoli turned into a little fox, Ling Zixi was holding the pink and tender little fox, holding the little fox's claws and giving Bai Xiaoli rub the medicine in the form of a little fox.

    In the middle of the beautiful pink hair on Bai Xiaoli's calf, there is a deep wound, and you can even see the flesh and blood inside, Ling Zixi is almost distressed.

     Bandage the little fox's calf, and the family is ready to sleep.

    Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaozhi also turned into little foxes and jumped on the bed. Before going to bed, the three little foxes were attached to their father's stomach and listened to their younger brother's movements. They were very cute.

    Whenever the younger brother made a move, the three little foxes pricked up their ears excitedly and listened carefully.

    Ling Zixi hugged three little foxes and felt that there was no one happier than herself in this world.

    …

    Fang Heng Hall.

    Bai Moheng meditated in the snow-like hall. After a breath, he opened his eyes, opened the brown wooden food box next to him, and picked up a white medicine pill.

    The pill is plump and delicate, as if there is a spring water flowing on it.

    It is the Qingquan Dan made by Ling Zixi.

    Qingquan Dan exudes a faint fragrance, anyone who smells it will be refreshed and refreshed.

    Bai Moheng looked at this elixir, and remembered the gentle smile when Ling Zixi gave him the elixir.

    Then, Bai Moheng put the medicine pill into his mouth.

    The medicinal pill melts in the mouth, and the medicinal power inside swims into Bai Moheng's meridians, and it runs with Bai Moheng's spiritual power, which is more than twice as fast as the natural operation.

    This is still under the condition that Bai Moheng has not cultivated.

    Bai Moheng was really surprised at such a medicinal power. This medicinal pill was more powerful than he expected, and it should have reached the highest level...

    High-grade medicinal pills are already very difficult to make, let alone top-grade ones.

    Especially for high-end medicinal herbs such as Qingquan Dan, it is very difficult to gather all the materials.

    Zi Xi, the talent for making medicine pills is so high...

    Bai Moheng picked up another Qingquan Pill and watched silently.

    Ling Zixi gave herself two food boxes of medicine pills, one can imagine the value of these two boxes of medicine pills...