After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 61

In the winter, which has been snowing heavily for several months, tonight is a rare clear day.

At this time, the stars are sinking in the night, and the bright stars seem to be within easy reach.

The Kunlun Mountains are extremely high and covered with ice and snow all year round.Even though there is no snow tonight, the strong wind in Kunlun Mountain is still biting and blowing, making Wei Lin’s clothes fly and make a hunting sound.

Behind him was a handsome young man with almond-shaped eyes that were much larger than ordinary people.

The young man’s long, slightly curly hair was casually tied and leaning on one shoulder. With his big innocent eyes open, he put a hand on his shoulder and said in an extremely dissatisfied tone: “It’s only such a small distance from the West Sea to Kunlun Mountain. I only need to flap my wings a few times to get there, but you don’t want me to transform into a roc to carry you here.”

I don’t know if it was because he had been in confinement for too long. After he came out from the bottom of the West Sea, Kunpeng’s mouth never stopped.

Wei Lin’s head was buzzing from the noise, and he had been told to shut up frequently in the past two days, but Kunpeng couldn’t stop talking, and the silence started again after a while.

Wei Lin held his forehead with a headache, and said helplessly: “I’m not in a hurry, so I don’t need it.”

Kunpeng snorted coldly when he heard this: “I have never been a mount for anyone. If it weren’t for your affinity with me, I would rarely deign to condescend to you once. It’s just that you are not grateful, but you still dislike me.”

Wei Wei made a decisive conclusion: “You little snake is so unpleasant.”

Wei Lin explained angrily: “If you become the prototype, I’m afraid the disaster will come in less than a quarter of an hour. I don’t want you to fly with me and be chased and struck by lightning.”

His original intention was to sneak into the Kunlun Mountains quietly, otherwise he would have chosen to go around the edge of the Kunlun Mountains in the middle of the night.

If the Heavenly Tribulation were to chase him all the way, wouldn’t such a huge momentum be equivalent to telling the whole world that Wei Lin not only did not die due to going crazy, but was still alive and well?

Wei Lin had some doubts about whether his decision to release Kunpeng so early was right or wrong.

Kunpeng didn’t know what he was thinking. After hearing what he said, he stiffened his neck and sighed: “Back then, the creatures of the primitive world were so glorious. Those weak and incompetent human races worshiped us as gods. Now, the human race has flourished, and the creatures of the primitive world are lingering like rats crossing the street. Even taking the true form in this world of immortality will cause disaster.”

He seemed to have remembered something, his expression was extremely depressed, but his mouth didn’t stop.

“Thinking back to that time in the ancient heaven…”

Seeing that he was about to recall the past endlessly, Wei Lin took a deep breath, bit his back teeth and interrupted: “Shut up and hurry up.”

Kunpeng knew that he didn’t like others nagging, so he covered his mouth to show that he was quiet.

At the foot of the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains, monks who heard the wind gathered here.In a place that is usually deserted and inhabited, a lively market was temporarily built in the hands of these monks who were bored waiting for the opening of the ancient secret realm.

Monks don’t have to sleep like mortals. When Wei Lin and Kun Peng stepped into the market, the lights were still bright and the sounds of trading and hawking were endless.

Before he became possessed, Wei Lin wore a bronze ghost mask every time he appeared in front of people. Except for Duan Xi and a few people from Tianmen who knew his identity, no one could recognize him as the master of Guigu Valley.

He could show his true appearance unscrupulously, but Duan Xi and Chu Jingyun were also in the Kunlun Mountains. He didn’t want to reveal his identity prematurely, so he decided to continue wearing the mask.

The bronze ghost mask he usually used had been destroyed by the fire, and the one Duan Xi bought for him before would be recognized again. Wei Lin turned around and asked Kunpeng: “Do you have a mask?”

Kunpeng scratched his head in confusion: “Why do you need a mask?”

Wei Lin said: “There are many enemies, so it is easy to be recognized.”

“Oh.” Kunpeng nodded clearly, then dug into his clothes for a while and took out a white smiling face mask and gave it to him.

His face was tangled and hesitant, as if he was reluctant to give it.

Wei Lin thought that the mask probably had different meanings, and was about to say forget it when Kunpeng gritted his teeth and handed the mask to him, with a pained expression on his face and said, “I only have this mask. I can lend it to you first, but remember to return it to me after you use it.”

Wei Lin was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, “I’ll buy a new one later and return it to you.”

Kunpeng felt relieved after receiving the guarantee, but he still did not forget to remind him: “Don’t bump into it, let alone break it, but remember it.”

Wei Lin said okay and put on the mask.

The two walked into the market side by side. Both of them were dressed in extremely ordinary clothes. Although Wei Lin wore a mask, there were many people in more exotic clothes than him, so they did not attract any attention at all.

This was exactly the result Wei Lin wanted.

He had agreed before that he would return the mask on his face to Kunpeng after buying a new one. Wei Lin took Kunpeng to look for it from stall to stall. After visiting more than ten stalls, he finally saw a magic weapon in the shape of a mask.

The stall owner didn’t seem to be interested in trading with other monks, and seemed to just want to set up a stall here. Wei Lin and Wei Lin stood in front of his stall, and he supported his head with his hands, lowering his head and dozing off.

Wei Lin felt that the stall owner looked familiar, and he had a vague guess in his mind, but he was not sure.He looked at the stall owner calmly and asked: “How do you sell this mask and magic weapon, fellow Taoist?”

The stall owner was awakened and opened his eyes with hazy eyes. He was in a daze for a while before digesting the meaning of Wei Lin’s words.He stretched out three fingers and made a gesture: “Three hundred is a low-grade spiritual stone. I won’t sell it if I negotiate the price.”

Wei Lin smiled: “I want it.”

He threw a high-grade spiritual stone directly to the stall owner. One high-grade spiritual stone was worth a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

The stall owner looked at the spirit stone in his hand in shock, and then at Wei Lin. He probably had never seen such a generous monk before.

He quickly put away the spirit stone, as if he was afraid that Wei Lin would regret it, and quickly sent the masked magic weapon in front of Wei Lin, and said respectfully: “This is yours, please keep it, fellow Taoist.”

Wei Lin took off the smiling mask on his face and gave it back to Kunpeng. He looked meaningfully at the stall owner’s changed face and slowly put on the mask handed over by the stall owner.

The stall owner pursed his lips, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

Kunpeng didn’t know the undercurrent between the two of them, so he urged: “I’m tired after traveling for a few days, so I’d better find a place to rest early.”

Wei Lin withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, “Okay.”

The two left the stall. The stall owner looked at their backs as they gradually disappeared into the crowd. He quickly packed up the stall and followed them quietly.

On the other side, the corners of Wei Lin’s mouth slowly raised under his mask

Kunpeng has been sealed for thousands of years, and the changes in the outside world have been earth-shaking. He looked around curiously, and a sadness gradually arose in his heart.

There were too many monks in the Kunlun Mountains, and the inns where they could stay were basically full. Wei Lin, who had no other choice, had to leave the market with Kunpeng, preparing to leave his magic weapon to stay overnight.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the inn, they bumped into Duan Xi, who looked gloomy, and Chu Jingyun, who also had serious eyes.

Wei Lin glanced at the two of them calmly and pulled Kunpeng aside.

Duan Xi didn’t recognize him and passed him by, but Chu Jingyun glanced at him and then looked away very naturally.

This was the first time in more than half a year that Wei Lin was ignored by Duan Xi. Even though he knew that Duan Xi didn’t recognize him, he still couldn’t tell whether he was depressed or angry. In short, it felt very unpleasant.

Kunpeng seemed to notice something strange, and turned to ask him: “Little snake, does that hybrid Suzaku just now have any connection with you?”

Wei Lin said lightly: “No, I don’t know him.”

“Really?” Kunpeng didn’t believe it.

Wei Lin raised his head and looked at the sky. It was almost midnight, so he changed the subject and said, “Instead of being curious, let’s find a place to stay quickly.”

Kunpeng scratched his head, feeling that he was not in a good mood, so he stopped mentioning it.

The two of them squeezed into the crowd again. Duan Xi, who had already entered the inn, walked out again at some point and stood at the door of the inn, clenching his fists and staring at the direction in which the two of them were leaving.

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