I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 157 The Child in the Belly (Eat, Watch with Care)
This sudden change caused the royal family members to dodge back.

It was strange that he could still speak even after his head was pierced by the Qin King's sword and most of his head was blown off.

When have these nobles, who have been staying in the heartland of the Central Plains for many years, ever seen him?

"kill!"

Li Xin shouted loudly and chopped the boy in the waist with the sword in his hand.

The sword blade cut into the waist and abdomen, but before it reached the navel, it was stopped by a force.

"What are you going to do with my child?"

Half of the head was twisted 90 degrees, and the half-jaw continued to open and close.

The bronze mask inserted around his neck instantly turned red, as if it was being roasted on fire, and slowly melted.

"Humph, it's just a demon or evil spirit!"

Li Xin shouted and pulled the sword out of the boy's abdomen with force.

Then he chopped at the opponent's neck again, as if he wanted to chop off the remaining half of the boy's head.

However, this time, the sword had not yet touched the boy.

The wound on the boy's abdomen suddenly gushed out lumps of white fat and flesh, and his whole body looked like a leaking water ball.

In the blink of an eye, only a piece of human skin was left on the ground, without even a bone.

"This, what is this?"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the trembling voice was full of terror and fear.

I saw that the white fat that had just poured out on the ground split into thumb-sized pieces of meat, and then the squirming meat kept twisting, and finally turned into small babies only about an inch long, wearing bronze masks.

The little baby opened his arms, stretched out his chubby little legs, and ran towards the crowd in all directions.

"He, they are climbing up, climbing up!"

A middle-aged man from the Ying family shouted.

He was already pale with fear, and collapsed on the ground out of fear.

On his legs were crawling a dozen tiny babies, each only the size of a finger.

The little babies crawled up his trouser legs and all the way to above his belly button.

Then he bit the belly button with his mouth and drilled into it one by one.

The middle-aged man was in excruciating pain, but no one around him dared to help. They all ran out of the door in fear.

But a pity.

I saw that the door was already surrounded by babies wearing bronze masks.

Not only the doors, but even the windows were occupied by them.

"My lord, save me, save me!"

The middle-aged man's belly was as big as a drum.

The skin on his belly was stretched so tight that even if a woman was pregnant for ten months, the baby would not be half the size of his.

The stretched skin gradually becomes transparent, and you can even see everything inside clearly.

Snapped!
All of a sudden.

A pair of handprints, as big as those of a six or seven-year-old child, suddenly appeared on his belly.

Then, a head with the outline of a bronze mask lay in the belly and rubbed against it.

Man is pregnant?
The bizarre and absurd scene here made everyone tremble with fear in an instant.

"Daddy, daddy!"

The cries of a child came from the middle-aged man's belly.

"My child?"

The man slumped on the ground, lifted his big belly high, and supported himself with his hands on the ground to keep his balance.

This looks like a pregnant woman about to give birth.

But at this moment, the man's eyeballs were rolled up and covered with bloodshot, as if they were about to burst out of his eye sockets.

Two lines of tears slid from the corners of my eyes to the ground, and I didn't know whether it was because of excitement, happiness, or unbearable pain.

There was a strange and twisted arc at the corner of his mouth, and the saliva that kept overflowing was foul-smelling, just like a mad wild dog.

"Haha, baby, yes, it's my baby, my own baby!"

"I'm his father. No, it doesn't seem right. Am I his mother or his father? What am I?" The middle-aged man's words became fragmented and illogical, and his voice was high-pitched and sharp.

It was like it was squeezed out from the depths of the throat, echoing in the empty room, making people shudder.

"Dad, I'm hungry!"

The "baby" in my belly was chattering like a spoiled child.

"Hungry? I can't let my child starve. Daddy will show you what to eat."

The man's head swayed from side to side at a constant speed, but his eyes remained rolled back and looked up at the sky.

"Hey kid! There's nothing to eat here, but Daddy ate a lot of good food during the day!"

"You can check if there is anything left. Dad remembers that we had fish and roasted pork during the day, and the prime minister's favorite food is orangutan lips and badger paws."

The man looked doting, and his expression gradually became somewhat morbid.

He even took out a hand and gently stroked his belly.

The man just finished speaking.

There was a crackling sound, as if something was torn apart.

Gulu, Gulu.
Looking inside from the transparent belly, I saw that the inside was suddenly like a surging red river.

Food scraps and other debris were mixed together.

And a vague figure seemed to be constantly scooping these things up with his hands.

At this time, blood foam kept gushing out of the middle-aged man's mouth.

His whole body was twitching and spasming, and the surface of his body was covered with bulging blue veins.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead, and his skin was as white as arsenic, as if all the blood had been drained out.

But there was no trace of pain or fear on his face.

There is only joy that is extremely exciting.

"Crossbowmen, release your arrows!"

Li Xin acted decisively and shouted to the Li family army outside the house.

moment.

A row of black arrows pierced through the doors and windows, and all of them pierced the man's belly without missing a single one.

The man's screams of pain were deafening, and they seemed to be enough to blow the roof off the temple.

After wailing, the man covered his big belly full of arrows and stood up from the ground in a weird posture.

One hand was on his waist and the other hand was stretched forward as if trying to grab something.

"Hmph, evil!"

Li Xin took the spear from the guard beside him, then gathered strength and threw it out.

The long iron spear pierced directly through the man's head and then stuck into the ground.

The head was impaled on the spear handle, and the body and belly were raised upwards.

This tragic scene frightened the people nearby and they all turned their eyes away.

"Dad, dad!"

Sudden.

The "baby" in the man's belly began to get restless.

Then, the belly full of arrow feathers was torn into two.

Red amniotic fluid mixed with blood, food residue, and minced internal organs all flowed out at once.

The fishy smell mixed with the stench of decay made the temple of the Ying clan a hundred times worse than a slaughterhouse.

And in the center of the lobby.

A little boy, about ten years old, covered in white mucus, crawled out of the man's broken stomach.

In his right hand he held a bronze mask.

The most horrifying thing is that the boy looks extremely similar to the dead middle-aged man.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are truly "father and son".

　Hey guys, if this chapter doesn't read smoothly, it means some of it has been automatically deleted. I will change it back in time.
　　
　
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