Chapter 558: Little Tang Xianling
At this time, a flying ship entered the Gu Sacrifice City without stopping and flew towards the center of the city with full momentum. The flying ship alarmed many people in the city.
Feng Yun was too excited to meet his wife, he didn't care about the rules of Gu City. He controlled the ship and rushed towards the palace in the middle of the city. Few people were about to block the ship but were scarred by the scary aura of Feng Yun.
"What a powerful aura? Who are these people?" A middle-aged man who was pushed down by Feng Yun's aura gasped and said fearfully. "Is this enemy or friend?'
They assumed that the people on the ship were the enemy.
Just as the ship was about to reach the palace, the old man flew away as fast as lightning in the dead of night.
At the same time, dozens of figures also flew up at the same time in Venomous Insect Sacrifice City.
Instantly, dozens of figures surrounded the flying ship.
All of them released their spirit Qi and sealed off the surrounding space around the ship. It was difficult for any fly to fly out and enter.
"Who dares to trespass into my Venomous Insect Sacrifice City!" The old man had already appeared in front of the flying ship and shouted coldly.
The Venomous Insect Sacrifice City was located in the mountains. It was a city that was managed by itself, not a subsidiary city of any sect.
They had also reached an agreement with the others surrounding powers. No one was allowed to interfere with them. Otherwise, even these powers wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
"Grandpa, it's me!" Feng Yun shouted from the deck at the old man.
The old man was stunned for a moment. Then, his half-narrowed old eyes widened. He said with a slightly dull expression, "It's... it's you who has returned!"
Feng Yun smiled foolishly. Then, he flew out of the ship and cupped his hands slightly towards the dozens of people around him.
Those people had seen Feng Yun before. Although it had been more than a year since they last saw him, their own son-in-law dared not to remember his appearance.
"Greetings, son-in-law!" The dozens of people all bowed slightly towards Feng Yun and asked in unison.
"Prince Consort?" When the woman in the hall heard this voice, her entire body trembled as if she had been struck by lightning. Her beautiful eyes flashed with joy.
She rushed out of the room at the fastest speed she could muster in her life and ascended into the sky.
When she saw the person's face clearly, the heroic face that was constantly circling her heart overlapped with it. He seemed to have become more stable and more handsome. That smile still made her feel warm in her heart and made her feel at ease.
Feng Yun looked at Priestess with the side of his face. His face turned into what he thought was the most handsome smile. He said foolishly, "Yue'er, I'm back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a light fragrance assaulted his nostrils. A delicate and delicate body entered his embrace, making him feel very warm, comfortable, and happy.
He felt like a man who had left for many years, and he'd returned to the side of his wife who'd helped him out. When he turned around, she still deeply loved and missed him.
When he thought of the loneliness of her staying alone in the empty room at night, he felt that he owed her a lot.
He tightly embraced the woman in his embrace.
The High Priest looked at the pair of people embracing each other with satisfaction, and then he lightly nodded before waving his hand towards the dozens of people in the surroundings, and then he took the lead to fly down.
There was only one thing left in the sky. They did not say anything, as if thousands of words were in silence. They could all feel each other's sincere love and longing.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
At this instant, it had already become eternal!
Men breathed in the enchanting fragrance of women to their heart's content, while women desperately breathed in the masculine scent unique to men.
After a long time, it seemed like only a second, but also as if several eras had passed.
"Yue'er!" Feng Yun hugged the jade person tightly in his arms, breaking the silence as he called out softly.
"I'm here," the woman replied softly.
"Yue Er!
"Yun, I'm here.
"Yue'er!
Yun, I'm here. '
"I just want to shout.'
"Yeah, I know.
At this moment, the sound of a baby crying came from the house below and cut through the silent sky.
Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat. This sound seemed to have created an unprecedented feeling for him.
It was a kind and unusual feeling. It was an emotion that made him feel incomparably comfortable and excited.
Feng Yun did not know why he had this kind of feeling. He immediately pushed Priestess away and asked lightly, "Where did this brat's voice come from? It's really disappointing. Let's go down first."
Unexpectedly, Priestess lightly patted Feng Yun's chest and said with a drunken blush on her face. "He... he is our child."
"What child?" Feng Yun replied disapprovingly and then seemed to understand. His tiger eyes revealed an excited expression and he immediately hugged Priestess's shoulders and said, "Yue Er... You... What did you say? Tell me again!"
Priestess met Feng Yun's gaze with a happy smile and said, "He is our son, called Tang Xianling!"
"He is our son, called Tang Xianling!... He is our son, called Tang Xianling!" Feng Yun murmured. His handsome face was full of excitement and happiness.
After that, Feng Yun shouted at the sky, "My son is called Tang Xianling! Haha, I'm a father now..."
Looking at the excited Feng Yun, Priestess's heart was filled with satisfaction and happiness. Her beautiful eyes could not help but turn watery.
She was still afraid that Feng Yun did not like children. Only now did she know that she was worried too much.
Feng Yun restrained his emotions. He grabbed Priestess's hand and instantly fell down the yard. After that, he plunged into the house.
Feng Yun walked towards the crying baby with heavy steps.
Feng Yun came to the bed and picked him up. His eyes were full of strange emotions.
"The little guy is really as beautiful as his mother and has the temperament of my father. He will definitely be no worse than me in the future," Feng Yun said arrogantly as he looked at his son.
The baby widened his eyes and looked at Feng Yun. He stopped crying as if he had also felt his father's flattery. He actually opened his mouth and smiled in surprise.
"Tsk tsk, even this smile looks like my father. Don't steal my limelight in the future, or I'll break your butt," Feng Yun said with a doting look.
Priestess went over and took the baby. She glared at Feng Yun and said, "If you dare to hit him, I won't let you off!"
Feng Yun could only raise his hand and surrender. "Yes, Madam has a life. Husband dares to disobey."
He muttered in his heart, "This brat snatched away his mother's love for laozi now. How will he live in the future?"
The family of three was in the house. From time to time, laughter and laughter could be heard. It seemed to be exceptionally warm and happy.
Not far away, the High Priest stroked his white beard. He looked at the courtyard and muttered, "It's good that you're happy. It's good that you're happy!"
Feng Yun spent his first day in the house with Priestess and his son. Feng Yun's son inherited the name of his mother as the grand priest already decided to groom him into a future priest of the Gu Clan who will become the patriarch of the Gu Clan in the future.
Priestess's smile today was almost the sum of a year.
She looked at her husband and son and felt very satisfied and happy. She really wished that this life could be so simple. She liked this feeling.
Suddenly, she thought of how she still had a few months of life left. A wave of sadness rose in her heart.
However, when she saw Feng Yun teasing her son so happily, she forced herself to hold back her sadness and laugh.
"It's enough that you can continue like this every day for half a year. I should be satisfied," Priestess thought in her heart as she resigned herself to her fate. According to the previous calculation, she should have longer than half a year's lifespan remaining but after childbirth, her lifespan decreased. But she has no regrets.
Only when her son fell asleep did Feng Yun hold Priestess and said guiltily, "Yue'er, I'm sorry!"