Chapter 220： Little life

Chapter 220: Little Life

"Good boy, you're awake! It's great!"

Wu Jizi laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes almost became a seam with his eyes.

Yao Qing shook his head speechlessly. Before the little girl had been apprentice, he called someone to apprentice! Don't you want to be cheeky?

But this little girl is very interesting. Facing the unknown, she didn't panic, she only looked at them with suspicious eyes, she was bold and careful.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

As soon as Mu Wushuang uttered her voice, she realized that her voice was very hoarse, and her vocal cords hurt when she spoke.

She didn't know what happened, she was already dead, she should have been broken to pieces, how could she survive?

Seeing that she could speak, Wu Jizi quickly answered her: "This is Qingyun Sword Sect, old man, I am the head of Qingyun Sword Sect, Wuji, I picked you back from the foot of the mountain gate, I think your injury should be Injuries in the turbulence of space, do you remember what happened before?"

Mu Wushuang frowned.

Wujizi paid attention to her expression all the time. When she saw it, she could not remember it. He smiled and said, "Your spiritual consciousness was seriously injured, and you can’t remember what happened before. It’s normal. When your spiritual consciousness recovers, your memory will slowly change. It will recover, don’t worry, just heal your wounds with peace of mind.”

The medicine cleared out: "The vitality of the fetus in your abdomen is tenacious. During your three months in a coma, the mother has been delivering nutrition from the whole body to the fetus. Therefore, your body is extremely weak now. It’s good to raise your body first and give birth to your baby safely."

"I'm pregnant?" Mu Wushuang's voice was raised, a look of astonishment appeared on his indifferent face.

She looked at her lower abdomen subconsciously, but it was deflated, not only the lower abdomen, she was skinny and she couldn't tell that she was three months pregnant.

Is there a little life conceived in her belly?

What exactly is going on?

Mu Wushuang thought that after regaining the Chinese Supreme Treasure Vermillion Bird Jade Chain, when she killed herself with the traitor with a bomb, she was involved in the spatial turbulence mentioned in the head of the house, so she came to this strange place, but it seemed not at all. In this way, because the child in her belly could not explain at all, how could she be pregnant if she hadn't even slept with a man before?

She slowly raised her hand. There were two bracelets and two rings on her dry and pale hands, but she only knew the bracelet with the Suzaku pattern, because she was forced to die with the traitor because she wanted to regain it.

She stretched out her hand to pick it, except for the Vermillion Bird Jade Chain that could not be taken off, the rest were taken off at once.

Suddenly, her head was pricked like a needle, and she was sweating with pain.

"My dear boy, your consciousness is hurt too badly. Don't try to think back to the past, otherwise it will only increase the damage to your consciousness."

Wujizi said distressedly, seeing the uncomfortable look of the good disciple, he could not wait to replace the disciple's pain. After living for 180 years, he finally met his destined disciple, he just wanted to hold her as an ancestor!

"Is there a mirror?"

She asked palely.

"Have!"

Wu Ji Zi immediately pulled out a bronze mirror.

Mu Wushuang looked at his movements out of nothing, and felt uneasy. Obviously this old man is not a magician. He said that he is the head of Qingyun Sword Sect. She guessed that this should be the kind of fairy world in the novel. But how did she come here?

Looking at the pale and skinny face in the mirror, she felt familiar and unfamiliar. It seemed to be her face, but it didn't seem to be her face.

Wu Jizi and Yao Qing looked at each other, and they were sure that she had lost her memory.

The two secretly transmitted voices, and Wuji Zi asked Yao Qing how to make him behave well?

"Send her some textbooks from Cangming Continent for her to see. With these textbooks to pass the time, she should not think about it. After the baby is born, she can take the medicine to restore her consciousness."

But Wu Jizi was a little entangled: "But what if she read the script and doesn't like our Qingyun Sword Sect? She is an immortal spirit body, even if she goes to those first-class sects, she is also an existence that is rushed to.

Although the appearance of the apprentice was guided by the patriarch, he was truly satisfied with this apprentice. Although her meridians are broken, her dantian is damaged, and her cultivation level is lost, she will quickly recover after giving birth to her child. The spiritual body's talent for cultivation is extremely terrifying!

"If she doesn't look down on our last sect, then in my opinion, this apprentice doesn't need to accept it." Yao Qing said.

The apprentice of the head is the head of the future, and she doesn't even look at the sect herself. How can she make progress with the sect in the future?

"You dare not tell me!" Yao Qing glanced at Wujizi and let out a soft cough.

Mu Wushuang looked at him.

"Well, do you remember your name?" Yaoqing asked her.

Mu Wushuang lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covered her look, and her pale and familiar face was printed in the mirror in her hand. She replied, "Wushuang, my name."

"Wushuang, Wushuang, Wushuang in the world! Good name!" Wujizi laughed as he touched the messy beard. He started with "Wu", and his apprentice also started with "Wu". Isn't this what fate is?

Yao Qing coughed lightly again. Seeing that the head stood upright, he continued to say with Mu Wushuang:

"Wushuang, the sects of our Cangming Continent are divided into first-class sects to nine-liu sects, and there are four super families on it, I won’t talk about them, because people of our level can’t even reach them. Let me tell you this. , Our Azure Cloud Sword Sect is the weakest nine-liu sect. The head wants to accept you as a disciple. If you want, you can inherit the position of the head in the future and become the new Qingyun Sword Sect head. You are not If you are willing, we will also take you in to heal your injuries until you successfully give birth to a child. When that happens, we will leave and stay if we want. We have no opinion."

Wu Jizi was anxious, and he said to Mu Wushuang, "Wu Wushuang, although my Wu Jizi is not very capable, I could not promote Qingyun Jianzong to an eight-liu sect, but as long as you are willing to be my closed disciple, I will definitely give in. I will give you the best resources to make your cultivation worry-free!"

"I have already considered it."

Mu Wushuang raised his head, looking at Wujizi without any expression on his face.

Wu Ji Zi felt cold and felt that he was out of play.

"Why don't you think about it again?" He said without confidence.

"I am willing to worship you as a teacher."

"You think about...what?" Wujizi jumped up, slapped Yaoqing's shoulder with a slap: "Old medicine, you pinch me quickly and see if I have hallucinations!"

Yao Qing pinched Wuji violently, Wuji screamed with pain.

Mu Wushuang smiled lightly, thinking that there seems to be nothing wrong with a master like Wujizi. What about the nine-liu sect, what about the first-class sect, she is where she wants to be!

She put her hand on her lower abdomen, feeling a warm current passing there. I don't know why, the deepest part of her heart seemed to be looking forward to the coming of this little life.

The kid is his father, who is it?