She's going to be a sect boss

"Okay, I promise you."

He Miao said solemnly.She could see that Chang Zilan was about to give birth.

After hearing He Miao's words, Chang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief.Soon, she groaned in pain, sweating from the pain.

"Qinfang, prepare a clean cloth."

He Miao directed Qin Fangdao methodically.

On the other hand, he took some elixir to restore spiritual power from the wooden hairpin, and planned to feed it to Chang Zilan so that she could replenish her physical strength.

"I can't eat it." Chang Zilan was so painful that she rolled back and forth in the carriage, but she still insisted.

"This is a elixir to replenish spiritual power. You should know that it is harmless when you were in Qidanmen before." He Miao was still trying to persuade Chang Zilan.

Chang Zilan shook her head in pain and said, "I know I can't eat it"

When the land was raised, the thunder sounded again, covering up the woman's groans, and the deafening roar showed the power of Tian.

Outside, the sound of footsteps approaching, although there are many people, the footsteps are not disorderly.

He Miao felt that everyone who came here was a righteous immortal cultivator.Why would a cultivator hunt down a pregnant woman?Deep doubt flashed in He Miao's eyes.

Soon, someone answered her confusion.

"Amitabha." The leader's voice reached He Miao's ears.

"A person from Dafanyin Temple?" He Miao looked at Chang Zilan, who was sweating profusely, with a solemn expression.

"I have seen the smart master."

After Zhuan Sunyuan saw who was coming, he put down his daughter in his arms, handed the umbrella handle to Qing Ye, and signaled her to go back to the carriage.

Master Zhizhi is a member of the Discipline Hall of Dafanyin Temple, a monk, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

The famous Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation in Dafanyin Temple is rare in the huge world of cultivating immortals.And the number of monks following this person was exactly eighteen.

"It is rumored that Yuanqing Shangxian has already ascended to the ascension, and I did not expect to see Yuanqing Shangxian here."

Zhuan Sunyuan looked at the monks in front of him coldly, and kept his mouth shut.

The raindrops fell on the bald heads of the monks, and then gradually slid down.Only inside the car, the woman's painful wailing came and went.

"Shangxian Yuanqing, the woman in your car has something to do with our Dafanyin Temple, please hand her over to us."

"No, no!"

Before Zhuan Sunyuan could speak, Chang Zilan in the car had already opened her mouth in despair.

"Master Zhizhi, you have also heard that Yuanqing cannot decide on this matter." Zhuan Sunyuan said flatly.

"Amitabha~"

The leading Master Zhizhi clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, but his eyes did not see compassion, but were extremely determined.

"Shangxian Yuanqing doesn't know that the son in this woman's womb is the son of the demon god Hanyi. Now that Hanyi has been sealed by us, this son cannot appear in this world."

When He Miao heard this, he suddenly realized.

Why did Chang Zilan become so thin during pregnancy, she felt as if her energy had been sucked dry; why did the people from Dafanyin Temple chase her down;

If she remembered correctly, Chang Zilan's older sister, Chang Xianglan, had died at the hands of someone from the Demon Realm before.

And she was pregnant with the son of the demon god Han Yi.The twists and turns are unknown to outsiders.

The smart master continued to advise:
"My Buddha is merciful. When this girl gave birth to the child in her womb, it was the time when this girl died. If you want to save this girl's life, I hope the gods will hand it over to me."

Chang Zilan endured the pain when she heard this, and gnashed her teeth to retort: ​​"I didn't plan to live and let my child live."

He Miao had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment.

In the old days, Zilan was such an ignorant girl, she was timid.Now he is willing to give up his life for the child in his womb.

"Remember. You promised me."

Chang Zilan was in so much pain that she tried to hit the carriage with her head, her facial features were distorted, but she still didn't forget to speak to He Miao.

Master Zhizhi naturally heard Chang Zilan's voice, and only continued: "The son of the devil god is in this world, and the consequences are unimaginable. I hope the gods will consider the old monk's words."

He Miao was actually hesitant.

She doesn't like people from the Demon Realm, and she also knows that if this son is left today, there will probably be no peace in the Six Realms in the future.

If it were her, she would have chosen to bear this child without hesitation.

But now, she is not only her, but also a mother.

Qing Ye had already climbed into the carriage, and was sitting quietly by the side, curiously watching what happened in the carriage.

He Miao was pregnant with a child, and because she was pregnant with a child, she knew how it felt when the child grew up in her stomach day by day.

What matters is not the child in the womb, but the child of the person you love.

She saw the same anticipation and joy in Chang Zilan's eyes.

So she struggled.If it were her, of course her life would be the first priority.An unborn child should not take the life of its mother.

But Chang Zilan obviously didn't think so.

She cannot make decisions for others.Besides, with Chang Zilan's current physical condition, even if she didn't give birth to this child, it would be very difficult for her to survive.

It seems that there are choices, but in fact there is only one way.

Inside the car, the woman's painful groans became more intense.Qin Fang began to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

He Miao took out a gleaming dagger from the wooden hairpin, made a fire formula, and roasted the dagger steadily.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the sound of the rain grew louder, and the sound of the wind whizzed past, with the feeling of sweeping everything.

Everyone knows that the son of the demon god is about to come into the world.

"If Shangxian Yuanqing insists on not giving in, then I will not be polite." Master Zhizhi saw that Zhuansun Yuan wanted to delay, so he just waved his hand.

The eighteen monks behind him moved smoothly, surrounded the entire carriage, formed the formation of eighteen arhats, began to chant mantras, and attacked Zhuansun Yuan at the same time.

The originally dark sky suddenly became golden.

Zhuan Sunyuan coldly showed the Tai'a Excalibur, and with the power of one person, he faced nineteen monks.

The reason why the formation is powerful lies in its strong coordination.

And this Eighteen Arhat formation is even more blessed by Buddhist thoughts, I am afraid that the power of the formation is no less than that of the Zhuxian sword formation that He Miao learned in the past.

Outside the carriage, in a violent storm, Zhuan Sunyuan danced with a sword impenetrably, carrying the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

But no one knows who is stronger than the Eighteen Arhats in Dafanyin Temple, a thousand-year-old ancient temple, between this mighty genius Yuanqing Shangxian in the world of cultivating immortals.

I'm afraid that both sides of the attack have no idea.

In the carriage, Chang Zilan's wailing was like howling ghosts and wolves.He Miao held the dagger in his hand, but was extremely cautious in his heart.

If Chang Zilan gave birth to some kind of freak, she would choose to kill the child immediately after Chang Zilan died.

A gentleman's promise is more important than a thousand pieces of gold.She claims she is not a gentleman.

She has never been a kind person, she said, there is a ruthlessness in her bones.

A baby's cry broke the silence.

The son of the Demon God was still born.