"Are the child... born?"

Yan Ning looked at the wall made of yellow feathers, and his heart hung in his throat.

"Senior Brother Yan Ning..."

Huang Qianqian's voice came out: "The child has not been born yet, Sister Xiaoya fainted..."

"What?!"

Hearing Huang Qianqian's words, Yan Ning felt like he was struck by lightning and stood there on the spot!

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

Even if he encountered a terrifying opponent like Jiuyou, Yan Ning was not so panicked. He had no clue in his mind. He was so anxious that he scratched his head, and he wanted to tear everything in front of him to pieces!

"Yan Ning, calm down!"

Fatty Du stepped forward and grabbed Yan Ning's shoulder. He had become a father and was considered a veteran in this matter.

He advised: "Xiaoya is working hard, don't be idle, think of a way to see if there is any way to make the child born smoothly?"

"I...I don't know..." Yan Ning was very confused and could not think calmly.

The person inside is his wife, Zhuang Xiaoya, who accompanied him from the human world to the fairy world. He had fantasized in his mind that they retired to the mountains and forests and lived a scene of ordinary people's lives countless times.

But I never thought that now that the child is growing up faster, Zhuang Xiaoya is having a difficult childbirth!

If... if Xiaoya didn't hold on, she would leave and there would be no children, leaving only Yan Ning alone...

What courage does he have to face this world and what courage does he have to deal with Jiuyou?

"Sister Xiaoya is still insisting, but the child is almost out of reach!" Huang Qianqian suddenly shouted.

Director Ao lowered his head to Yan Ning and said, "Boss, it's all mine, and I didn't expect the Dragon Emperor Pearl to let the child grow up with me..."

"Now is not the time to blame anyone," Zhu Tian said, "Children are important, we must find a way to prolong our lives!"

Wang Tianci suddenly spoke, "The memory of the high priest..."

Everyone was shocked and Jiang Wujue asked, "Coffin Face, have you discovered something?"

"The High Priest and the Demon Lord were very strange before leaving, and they also asked Yan Ning some strange questions... I suspect that the High Priest knew early in the morning that we would use the Dragon Emperor Pearl and even planned to let Xiaoya have a child..."

"But they still did this, which means that the high priest has already calculated that the child has a glimmer of hope. So the only thing that can save the child here is the high priest's memory. If you want to preserve the memory, you must need powerful strength. These forces can definitely protect the child from being born smoothly..."

Having reached this point, Yan Ning didn't have the heart to think about the Demon Lord and the High Priest, but immediately said: "Look for it quickly, the memory must be in the altar!"

Everyone took action again, even though they had searched here countless times before, no one gave up.

"Xiaoya, you must hold on, I won't let you die!"

Director Ao did not take action. He looked at the statue of his ancestor Dragon Emperor and felt ready to move.

Suddenly, he punched the statue with a dragon head and a roar sounded, and the statue split into pieces in an instant.

A golden ball of light was floating on it.

"Finished!" Director Ao shouted.

The ancient altar is not big, and there is no other place to hide anything except this statue. Even if it is the statue of his ancestor Dragon Emperor, Director Ao did not hesitate to break it up in order to save Zhuang Xiaoya!

When Yan Ning saw the light ball, he went forward and took it into his hands, and then rushed through the barrier made of yellow feathers.

After passing through the barrier, Yan Ning saw Zhuang Xiaoya lying on the ground, covered in blood, her face was pale and her eyes were closed. Even though she had been temporarily scrambling, her body was still trembling.

"Senior Brother! Think of a solution!" Huang Qianqian was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Yan Ning walked forward and placed the light ball in his hand on Zhuang Xiaoya's belly. The light ball seemed to be able to feel the breath of life, and it slowly penetrated into it!

My belly, which had no movement, suddenly began to react, and Zhuang Xiaoya also opened her eyes.

Seeing Yan Ning returning to her side, a tear fell in Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes. Yan Ning held Zhuang Xiaoya's hand and whispered in her ear:

"You won't have any trouble, and your children won't have any trouble..."

Although the pain happened to Zhuang Xiaoya, Yan Ning could empathize with it. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoya's appearance, his heart was as if he was shattered. He hoped that he could bear all this on behalf of Zhuang Xiaoya.

"Sister Xiaoya, work harder, the child is about to be born!" Huang Qianqian shouted loudly.

Zhuang Xiaoya closed her mouth, took a deep breath, and then let out a long wail.

At the same time, the baby's cry sounded...

"Born! Born!" Huang Qianqian's hands were covered in blood, holding a baby the size of a palm. The baby was just born and couldn't help crying.

Yan Ning took off his coat and asked Huang Qianqian to wrap the child, while he silently hugged Zhuang Xiaoya.

"Xiaoya...I will never let you suffer like this again."

A big man who stands tall can remain calm even when facing thousands of troops.

Even if he confronts gods and ghosts, he can chat and laugh.

But when he saw his wife so haggard, he cried unyieldingly.

Yan Ning cried like a child, with heartache and a hint of joy in tears.

"Silly...why are you crying..."

Zhuang Xiaoya showed a smile on her pale face: "Do you give birth to a baby or I give birth to a baby?"

"I feel sorry..." Yan Ning raised his head, raised his lips, tears were not dry, and his crying and laughing looked a little funny.

"Don't worry... When the child is born, I can recover quickly with the law of life." Zhuang Xiaoya comforted.

Huang Qianqian carried the child to Zhuang Xiaoya and said with a smile: "It's a boy. Look how much he looks like Senior Brother Yan Ning!"

Although the child was just born, he had stopped crying, and his bright eyes looked at the world around him.

“So cute…”

Zhuang Xiaoya took the child and looked at her flesh and blood carefully.

It seemed that he could smell the mother's smell. The newborn child yawned and lay quietly in Zhuang Xiaoya's arms, closing his eyes.

"Little guy, I don't know how to celebrate the celebration just now, I know how to sleep." Yan Ning couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhuang Xiaoya gave Yan Ning a blank look: "He is my precious son. From tonight, he is the first, I am the second, you are the third!"
Chapter completed!