On the same day, the soul of Cangwu Sect was "restless" three times. This was something that had never happened since the founding of Cangwu Sect, and it was enough to attract attention from all parties.

Especially this time in the evening, many strong people were shocked! Because they could all sense that the "restlessness" of the sect soul tonight was very intense!

But Yan Qing, who should have paid attention to this most, didn't care about this at this moment. He had already climbed through the window and stepped into his daughter's boudoir and hugged his awakened daughter in his arms, "Little Fish is not afraid, not afraid..."

Yan Yu, who was sitting up in a panic, instinctively shook Yan Qing away. The powerful mental fluctuations were like waves, shook Yan Qing two or three feet away.

Yan Qing was stunned...

"Hmph..." Yan Xiaobao, who was alarmed, hummed a few times, as if he was about to wake up from his deep sleep.

Yan Yu took a breath of cold air and had recovered from his dream. He knew that what he had just "see" was all dreams, the dreams that "Yan Ziyu" gave her.

"Little Fish?" Yan Qing did not approach again, but called out tentatively. Even though he was pushed away sadly, heartache occupied more of his emotions. He knew that the baby's reaction just now was an instinctive self-protection.

"...Dad." Yan Yu didn't know Yan Qing's thoughts. She subconsciously worried that the little husband would cry because of her actions just now.

But of course Yan Qing did not cry. After he made sure that his baby daughter had recovered, he walked closer and held his daughter's hand again, "Have you had a nightmare?"

"...Well." Yan Yu nodded, but did not intend to explain. The scenes she had just "see" were still replaying in her mind.

The dream perfected the pictures she obtained during the day, allowing her to see that the person who placed the little girl Yan Ziyu in that formation was Yan Qingtang and Yan Qingtang dressed in a woman.

In the dream, Yan Qingtang said that the little girl was pregnant with a bastard, and Gu Yuanheng could not tolerate it and asked her to have an abortion. Otherwise, Gu Yuanheng would never have entered the little girl's room in his life, and the little girl could only be the nameless Mrs. Gu.

"It's so great." Yan Yu applauded the little girl in his heart, the kind of person who wanted to have an abortion, was really disgusting and discomfort.

However, in the whole dream, what Yan Yu cares the most was actually the stillbirth that looked like her little baby. The little look of "him" in a pool of blood hurt her heart!

and……

The "child" was quickly decomposed and dissipated by the power of the formation, as if he had been absorbed to somewhere.

"...Xiaobao." Yan Yu held up the baby beside him in a panic in shock, always feeling that the "child" was not her baby, but it seemed to have a close relationship. Otherwise, how could he look the same?

Or maybe she subconsciously regarded the child as her little treasure. After all, although Xiaobao was pregnant, she also used the body of the little girl Yan Ziyu, so whoever was pregnant could not be divided.

But Yan Yu was a little confused. If all these scenes were things that would happen to Miss Yan Ziyu if she was not reborn, then-

Before she woke up completely and could not affect the little girl, why didn't the little girl agree to marry Gu Yuanheng? Instead, she made a decision that was different from dreams and went to Deyang Mansion to give birth?

"..." Yan Yu frowned silently, feeling conflicted. It seemed that she had to recover as soon as possible, jump out of the three realms and see everything clearly before she could resolve the doubts.

"Baji,Baji..." A little guy who was held by the beauty's mother felt a sucking his little mouth and then continued to sleep.

"Little Fish?" Yan Qing continued to worry about his baby daughter online and was ready to come to the pharmacy master. After all, his baby daughter never "paid" him, as if she was shocked by nightmare.

Yan Yu, who was already completely fine, realized that Yan Qing's generous hand had been patting the back of her hand lightly. She held it with her back hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry, dad."

But how could Yan Qing not worry? No.

"How long have you been dreaming like this?" Yan Qing asked.

"first."

Yan Qing looked suspicious, "Are you coaxing your father?"

"Really." Yan Yu promised, "Maybe he had returned to a familiar environment and came into contact with those people. When I was in Deyang Mansion, I slept well." This is all true.

"...Okay." Yan Qing didn't believe it at all, "That dad is with you, so you can continue to sleep."

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, but Yan Qing looked like, "Dad will never leave! Don't lie to me no matter what you say! I'll just watch it myself."

Yan Yu:...

She can only compromise.

However, Yan Yu originally thought that if she had such a person staring at her, she might not be able to sleep, but in fact, she fell asleep after being over-consuming, and had no nightmare for a long time, which made Yan Qing "white" stare.

...

Yin Liufeng, who came to Cangwu Sect early the next morning, waited until the sun was three o'clock before he could wait for Yan Yu who had just woken up and a little guy who was yawning.

"Ha..." Yan Xiaobao, who was still a little sleepy, turned over in his mother's arms and wanted to continue sleeping.

Yan Zishao came forward impatiently to tease the little one, "Xiaobao, Xiaobao."

"Da." Yan Xiaobao responded lazily, not energetic.

"Has Xiaobao not been sleeping well?" Yan Zishao was a little worried.

"There are so many people." Yan Yu touched his son's face and comforted him and continued to sleep. She would not leave him behind.

Yan Xiaobao continued to sleep with satisfaction. He just woke up after feeling that his mother was about to "run away".

"Oh." Yan Zishao felt a little regretful.

Yin Liufeng coughed lightly, "Cough, so do you want to start today?" Didn't you make an appointment yesterday to come today? Why does it feel like you are not going to do something today?

"Yes." Yan Yu sat down and did not rush to do it. Instead, he first diagnosed his second brother's pulse, and then said: "So far, the breath of cunning dreams has stimulated your bloodline to the ancient times. My suggestion is to let it stimulate it to the ancient times, and I will take action to freeze your spiritual-summoning object into the nine-tailed fox."

"...Ha?" Yan Zishao didn't understand. Although he understood every word of his sister's words, he didn't understand it even if he connected it, and he didn't understand it at all.

Yan Yu mistakenly thought that Yan Zishao didn't like the nine-tailed fox. "Of course, it depends on your own meaning. Are you satisfied with the nine-tailed fox?"
Chapter completed!