The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 109: This battle will not end until one dies

The divine light broke through the ghost fog, revealing the true appearance of the delivery room.

The smell of blood made Lang Jiuchuan almost vomit. She quickly swallowed a pill and took a closer look at the situation in the delivery room. Her pale face turned a little darker.

The woman in labor was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, looking like she was about to die, and the midwife, the maid and others all fell to the ground. If the baby was not delivered, there would be two deaths here.

"Wake them up and continue delivering the baby." Lang Jiuchuan threw a pill over: "Feed it to the woman in labor."

He stuffed the rolled pill into the mouth of the woman named Ning who had just given birth, and then used his willpower to transform it into a needle, which he pierced into the palm of her hand. She let out a whimper and groaned in pain.

The general had no time to take care of her and used the same method to wake up the midwife.

The midwife was already frightened half silly by the strange and spooky aura in the delivery room. She screamed that there was a ghost and wanted to go home.

He slapped her hard and yelled in her ear, "Hurry up and deliver her baby, or I'll kill you."

The midwife cried out in pain and her whole body went limp. She was so scared that she couldn't do anything.

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at her and said, "Jiang Che, use your willpower to stabilize this woman in labor and don't let her die."

She turned her head and looked at the devil lying on the ground, staring at her with a pair of big black eyes. His eyes were full of resentment and cruelty, and the features on his face were almost the same as those of the Queen of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

A mother and son ghost.

Someone must have refined it, no wonder it's so fierce.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the pair of black evil soul-imprisoning bracelets on the ghost's wrists. There were strange patterns engraved on the bracelets, and there was a layer of blood stains. The evil aura emitted from them continuously nourished the evil soul of the little ghost.

"Ah ah." The Japanese soldier's rough voice came out of his throat. He rushed towards Lang Jiuchuan at an incredibly fast speed, as angry as a cheetah.

She killed mother, killed mother.

Kill her!

Lang Jiuchuan's pupils shrank. The out-of-control devil was more difficult to deal with than the rational ghost queen. He didn't think like a mature person, nor did he weigh the pros and cons. The mother and son ghosts were connected by heart. The reason why he was so angry was probably because he knew that I was the murderer of his mother.

In this way, this battle will end to death!
Lang Jiuchuan's eyes darkened.

She held the judge's pen as if she were holding a sharp blade and chopped it out horizontally.

Nourishing.

The devil was hit by the talisman pen, and his body was burned, causing black smoke to come out. The air was filled with a fishy smell mixed with the smell of blood, which was even more foul.

It let out a sharp ghost cry, so eerie that it hurt people's eardrums, but its movements did not slow down at all. Instead, it pounced behind Lang Jiuchuan, opened its mouth, and smelly foul liquid flowed out of its mouth. It bit her neck.

Jiang Che saw the tiger's eyes shrink, and it subconsciously let out a shocking tiger roar and pounced towards him.

But suddenly a dazzling golden light burst out from Lang Jiuchuan's neck, and the Japanese soldier screamed in pain. Black smoke surged from his body, and the evil spirit seemed to have encountered some terrifying energy and retreated at a high speed.

The same goes for the Japs.

It knelt on all fours, arched its body, raised its head, its eyes were vicious and frightened, and its throat was growling.

Lang Jiuchuan staggered, her mental strength was almost exhausted.

We must fight quickly and decisively. If we fail to kill it and it escapes, it will be half-crippled and full of hatred. It will definitely kill people and devour souls for supplies. This mansion and even this area will be in turmoil.

She doesn't deserve to be the sinner!
It’s a pity that my body is not strong enough and I almost suffered.

Lang Jiuchuan touched the burning spot on the back of his neck, suppressed his curiosity, glanced at the woman who was still moaning, and said thoughtfully: "Kill this thing first." "You say."

Lang Jiuchuan let it use its vicious and evil spirit to form a barrier, and then she used the talisman of the Emperor Bell and infused it with Taoist principles to trap it inside.

The devils seemed to have sensed the danger, and they screamed and howled anxiously. The eerie and resentful aura grew stronger and filled the entire delivery room.

The midwife was once again shocked by the vicious and cold feeling and fainted.

The woman's breath was getting weaker and weaker. If she hadn't been wrapped in the power of the wish, she would have been so weak that there would have been a new ghost in the room.

"Chi chi yang yang, the sun rises in the east. I grant you a talisman to sweep away all evil. Follow the law and orders to break the plague and conquer the devil. Chi!" Lang Jiuchuan chanted the spell very quickly and directed the magic formula at the Emperor Bell. With a humming sound, the Emperor Bell dropped an invisible golden light shield, covering the devil who wanted to escape when he saw the situation was not right.

Inside the bell, there was a roar as if from thunder, and the spell was recited thousands of times by the sound of the bell. Each time it was chanted, it was radiant with golden light like fire, sweeping over the devil and turning it into dust. All the karma turned into nothingness under the shining of the golden light.

It became.

Lang Jiuchuan stopped his attack, but he was exhausted due to overdrawn. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Che floated over and held her up, saying, "You look like you've died miserably."

His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and he looked like a dead ghost.

Lang Jiuchuan felt weak and limp, and said weakly, "I'm just exhausted."

She looked at the Emperor Bell lying quietly beside her, picked it up and put it in her sleeve. She supported her knees with trembling hands, stood up tremblingly, walked to the bed, and said, "Go to the door and call someone in."

He floated to the door and imitated her voice to call someone.

Ou Luozhong had been waiting outside for a long time, but because it was a delivery room, he didn't dare to barge in. When he heard Lang Jiuchuan's voice, he immediately called the waiting maid in. He went to the door himself, smelled the blood inside, and his face turned pale.

He was extremely anxious, but he was a man and his father-in-law, so he couldn't intrude without permission.

The maid who entered the delivery room also screamed. There were people fainting on the floor and the room was in a mess. The only person alive was a little girl as weak as the third young lady, but her face was uglier than the woman in labor. If her eyes had not been open, one would have thought she was dead.

Lang Jiuchuan touched the woman's wrist and found her pulse was very weak. Her hands were shaking as she asked the horrified maids, "Do you have a needle?"

"I, I have a sewing needle, okay?" A maid pulled off a silk thread from her lapel, with a needle and thread hanging on it. She had a habit of leaving the needle on her lapel when doing sewing.

Lang Jiuchuan took the needle, wiped it with his fingertips, and inserted it into her Neiguan acupoint. He introduced the last bit of Taoism, collapsed on the edge of the bed, and said, "Prepare for delivery."

what?
Everyone was stunned, and then they saw that the Second Young Madam, who was in a semi-comatose state with a weak breath, suddenly opened her eyes and groaned.

"Look." A maid pointed at her lower abdomen.

The baby is coming out.

Lang Jiuchuan chanted an incantation, which was the Zhuyou Sutra, which could calm the soul and soothe the baby in the womb, and lead it to life.

After singing a section of the Zhuyou Sutra, Lang Jiuchuan collapsed to the ground and fainted. She was exhausted.

At this time, everyone shouted with joy: "It's born."

There was the sound of a slap, and a faint, weak sound like a cat's cry broke through the blood and added a touch of joy.

Ou Luozhong, who was standing by the door, heard the weak cry, staggered while holding the door sill, and sat down.

God have mercy on him, no, the Ninth Miss is so kind, please keep the Ou family safe!