"Husband?" The woman in gray in her arms turned around.

His eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he looked at his eyes like the shimmering lake light in the afternoon.

Li Xi'an was stunned.

He subconsciously glanced to the side, his eyes stopped when he pushed open the wooden door.

It is rough, dry and cracked, and looks like it is a long-term work, and there is still unwashed soil in the cracks of the nails.

He stepped through the door with determination and a boiling spirit.

In the previous trial, he stepped through the beast-faced stone gate and came to the next trial field. The next trial field is naturally a monk in the True Realm, and he is respected by the world as a creature of the ancestor. This will never change no matter how he lays the foundation in his heart. Just like before that, his understanding and the future he assumed for himself affected the appearance of the trial field, creating that ancient battlefield.

But in the final analysis, it is still a path to killing.

He stepped on the corpses of all living beings and stood in front of the door, and was qualified to come here.

What's more, the beast on the stone gate warned him repeatedly, which meant that he would be unreserved but face Shinichi. Obviously, this shouldn't be like this. The wooden pavilion, the woman who was waiting for her husband to return home, gently hummed the children's songs, and the peace he had never experienced wrapped him up and swallowed him up in an instant.

"Husband?" Seeing Li Xi'an being stunned, the woman shouted again, with some confusion in her eyes.

Li Xi'an's eyes fell on the woman in gray.

Just looked at each other like this.

He tied up his hair, his face was beautiful, and he looked like a girl, but his gentle expression told him that this was his wife.

After a few breaths, the woman was shy and turned her head away.

Li Xi'an's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he seemed to be chanting a name. But he didn't know what to chant. He was Li Xi'an, the Chi Jiao of Taihang Mountain. He didn't know the name of this woman, even if the other party was "his" wife.

"Don't stand stupidly. I guess you're tired of losing your mind. Come into the house quickly." The woman said with a smile. She got up and put the sleeping baby in her arms in the wooden cradle, then walked over and took Li Xi'an's hand and took him into the house.

Make tea for him.

But the delicate little hand that held him did not let go.

The woman felt a little embarrassed. The manner of making tea in the etiquette she taught her was quite indecent, but she didn't care at this time, and her eyes were full of men sitting beside her.

Li Xi'an lowered his head and stared at the light tea, the steaming heat blurred his gaze.

"When you are tired, tell your family that no one will blame you for these things." The woman looked at the hand she was holding with some pain. It was rough and yellow, and the soil in her nails had not been cleaned.

"No need to be rich and powerful, it's great. Don't suffer so much for me. You're enough by your side."

A moist and cool feeling came from Li Shi'an's cheeks.

The woman was picking up a handkerchief to wipe his face, her movements were very light.

"Drink tea." She said with a smile.

Li Xi'an's thoughts were very messy at this moment.

Could it be that the moment he pushed open the beast-faced stone gate, he returned to the secret era again with some opportunity?

This shouldn't be the case.

Before touching the secret of Taihang Palace, there was a mountain called Zhenyi blocking him. If he was already exploring the secret of the burial of Taihang Palace at this time, the beast face was alive and did not need to tell him the warning.

He didn't know what to do.

I had to pick up the teacup under the expectation of the woman beside me.

Without spirit and spiritual consciousness, he is now just a mortal, a husband and father.

One, two, three.

Before I knew it, the tea cup came to the bottom.

The woman saw something was wrong with him.

"Are you worried about it?"

Li Xi'an was silent. He had never felt this way.

Very deep feeling of powerlessness.

From the bottom of the heart.

What can he say? I am not your husband, a dragon, or even a person from this era?

It's fine.

In this body, he couldn't say it. Just thinking about it made him suffocate and breathless. The fragrance of tea filled his throat with warmth. Li Xi'an didn't understand what kind of state he was in at this moment, not like him.

"Are you worried that those monks can destroy the evil demons?" the woman asked tentatively.

Li Xi'an was stunned.

The ancient battlefield he experienced appeared in his mind.

Broken corpses, huge skeletons like mountains. Smoke, evil spirits, fishy smell.

"It seems I guessed right." She smiled proudly, put her hands on her cheeks, and her hands supported her smile like tender white flowers.

"That day, countless meteors flew across the sky. I originally wanted to make a wish. Some people said that they were practitioners. There were so many practitioners, and we have never seen so many practitioners." The woman shook her head lightly, and a few strands of hair on her forehead swung.

"I heard that there are also great people from Mount Miluo. People who are completely unrelated to practice know that Mount Miluo is the sacred mountain that protects the world. From ancient times to the present, there is no evil demon that they cannot solve!"

Li Xi'an's hand holding the teacup trembled.

The movements were very subtle and the woman did not notice them.

Miro Mountain…

Miluo Mountain, he had seen Miluo Mountain and even fought with him.

In that ancient battlefield.

"Evil Demon! I am the head of Mount Miluo! I am punished by my hands, and you are still on the way to rebirth!"

"The stubborn and unscrupulous! All the disciples formed a formation!"

The people of Miluo Mountain have a great formation that shakes the sky and the earth.

No.

Li Xi'an shook his head.

It's not a fight, it's a slaughter.

The head of Miluo Mountain is an old man, the emperor of the extreme palace realm. From the condensed imperial realm, entering the extreme palace realm may only be a hundred years. It is very young for the emperor, but it is still old. The disciples of the sect practiced the Dharma and suppressed all evil spirits, and used the head as the eye of the formation to form a magic array.

Li Xi'an knew that these people were not evil.

But what position the other party has had nothing to do with him. This is just a projection of the ancient battlefield, and he is just a trialist.

Under the Lixia Sword Formation, they were brought to the blooming clouds.

There were far more than them in the ancient battlefield than them, and there were many monks from other sects. It is not difficult to see from the means of spiritual power and killing methods, and even demons and humans stood on the united front in front of him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Apart from Miluo Mountain, are there any monks from other places in the rumor?" This is the first time Li Xi'an spoke in this place.

Very low.

Li Xi'an was a little uncomfortable, but the eyes of the woman beside him lit up.

"Husband, husband, you don't care about these things on weekdays. Why? Could it be that today's troubles are because of those monks?"

"No, I'm just curious about how capable the evil demons you mentioned are, so that everyone in Miluo has gone down the mountain."

"It's not just Miluo Mountain, but also Wushuang Palace, Ziyun Sword Pavilion, and some sects I have never heard of. Oh, by the way, there are monsters in the mountains!" The woman's expression suddenly became serious.

Speaking of demons, she grinned.

The maturity of becoming a mother was diluted a lot. She was not very old in nature. After all, in the era when Li Xi'an lived, this age could be called a girl.

"So amazing." Li Xi'an pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, yes, no, by the way, my husband, let me tell you another tips. The old man in Miluo Mountain has been hurting his butt."

As soon as the woman started talking, she started talking.

Until the baby's cry interrupts it.

The woman hurriedly stopped her mouth and ran into the room. The singing came out softly again, and the baby's cry gradually stopped.

Li Xi'an sat in place, looking at his strange palm.

I looked at the sky again and it was getting late. The sun sets west, and only a small half of it floats on the horizon.

Today's sunset is as bright as blood.

…………

Late at night, there were only ups and downs in the quiet room.

Several lights were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

Getting closer to the house from the horizon.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

He left the room quietly and disappeared in the night.

Near the back mountain of this small town, the escape light stopped and turned into several monks.
To be continued...