The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 128 [Qian Renxue Ning Rongrong, Birth]

Douluo calendar, December 1998, 8.

Wuhun Hall, Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong gave birth to a child, named: Qian Renxue.

At night, Bibi Dong whispered in the baby's ear: "Son, remember, your real name is Song Xue'er! Remember it!"

"Your cruel father, the child was born, and he didn't come back to take a look..."

Although she complained, Bibi Dong knew that Song Wuxin had lost all her cultivation in order to save her.

At this time, even if he really wanted to come, she would not agree.

Qian Renxue was conceived after Ning Rongrong, but was born first.

The current pope gave birth to a child, and the entire Wuhun Hall celebrated together, beaming with joy.

Qian Daoliu is still retreating.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong are still realizing the sword.

In the same year, Douluo calendar December 1998, 12.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, midnight.

Lixiang Pavilion.

With a cry of wow, a little girl was born.

Ning Rongrong, born!

"Quick! Quick! Let me see!"

Ning Fengzhi took his daughter from the midwife and laughed happily.

However, what the midwife said next suddenly made his smile froze on his face.

"Young Sect Master, madam, she... may not be able to keep it!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Snapped!
a slap!

The midwife was slapped and flew out, hitting the wooden railing.

"I tell you, Xiang'er will be fine, she will be fine!"

With a roar, he had already entered the room holding his daughter who was still crying.

Sure enough, the wife's breath at this time was already very weak, and her life was hanging by a thread.

"Xiangxiang, you must not die, I will not let you die!"

Open Wuhun!

The seventh soul skill: [Seven Treasure True Body]

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, with colorful rays of light, is dazzling.

For a moment, the room was filled with colorful light.

The wisps of colorful soul power wrapped the wife who had just given birth on the bed.

However, the anxious expression on Ning Fengzhi's face did not weaken a bit.

Because the vitality of the wife is not yet gone.

"How to do how to do!"

Muttering all the time, walking back and forth.

The fists were clenched tightly, and the nails had dug into the flesh, but they didn't notice it at all.

In my arms, the baby continued to cry.

She was completely unaware that she might lose her mother at any time, and what would greet her would be the dark days of her stepmother.

This girl could cry much more than Tang San, she didn't need to be beaten, she just cried by herself.

When Tang San was just born, he was completely beaten and cried.

I don't know if Tang Hao's hands hurt at that time?
"Fengzhi..."

Xiangxiang called her husband softly, Ning Fengzhi heard it, and hurried to the window, getting closer.

"Xiangxiang, don't worry, I will definitely..."

"Let me see my daughter~" Knowing her current physical condition, she interrupted her husband's next words.

Life is alive, and life and death are fateful. The only thing she is grateful for is that the child has been born smoothly.

In this way, it is enough.

"The baby is here, crying all the time."

Ning Fengzhi hugged the child closer.

"Yes, do you have a name?" Xiangxiang asked weakly.

"Name? Name? Name!!!"

Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi's face was ecstatic, "Xiang'er, I remembered, the child's name is Rongrong, Ning Rongrong!"

As he spoke, he excitedly took out a porcelain pill bottle from the storage space.

It was the porcelain bottle that Song Wuxin gave to him when he met Song Wuxin for the first time in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Holding this porcelain pill bottle in his hand, Ning Fengzhi's hands kept trembling when he remembered the unreasonable scene that Song Wuxin showed in the Star Dou Great Forest back then.

He kept muttering, "So, so..."

At that time, Song Wuxin robbed a few people, sucked them dry, and left behind a name, a soul bone, and a pill for no reason, and then left.

Come to think of it now...

That's it!

After Ning Fengzhi's reminder, the dying girl on the bed suddenly realized and remembered that scene.

"Xiang'er, this elixir will definitely save you, it will definitely work..."

On the bed, Xiang Xiang, who had already lost too much blood and her vitality was seriously exhausted, was pale, suddenly smiled, and gently closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, quickly poured out the elixir from the porcelain bottle, and put it into his wife's mouth.

Douluo calendar, December 1999, 1.

That is, the second day after Ning Rongrong was born, and the fifth month after Qian Renxue's birth.

Qian Daoliu is still shutting down life and death.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong are still realizing the sword.

Tang San is one month older than Qian Renxue.

And Qian Renxue is five months older than Ning Rongrong.

The same is the baby in the swaddle.

I said, you can pick three!

In the early morning of this day, a charming Yujie came to Wuhun Hall.

The powerful coercion and the aura of the titled Douluo powerhouse instantly alarmed the upper echelons of the Wuhun Hall.

The visitor claimed that he had brought the imperial decree from the [Emperor Ruthless], named and asked to see Bibi Dong.

The Wuhun Hall shook!
Therefore, Bibi Dong personally received this woman in the hall of the Pope's Palace.

"Who are you? What do you mean by coming to my Spirit Hall?"

Banruo looked at the vigilant strong men around him, and said with a smile:

"It is rumored that the Wuhun Hall is as strong as a cloud and is heavily guarded, but I have walked all the way today, and what I have heard and seen, I feel that it is extremely inconsistent with the rumors!"

"Demon girl, Hugh is rampant!"

"This is Wuhun City, not your Star Forest!"

"If you speak rudely again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Banruo smiled disdainfully, "It's up to you?"

"you!"

Those people gritted their teeth, but did not dare to act rashly.

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered twice.

Banruo held an imperial decree in his hand, but he didn't rush to open it. Instead, his eyes swept over all the powerful people present one by one.

With a hint of arrogance at the corner of his mouth, he said: "In that peerless battle with the Gorefiend, almost all the titled Douluo powerhouses in your Spirit Hall fell, not even one out of ten.

Soul Douluo and Soul Sage are also very few left.

Those who were lucky enough to survive were almost all seriously injured, and now they are retreating to heal their injuries.

At that time, in all parts of the mainland, those who didn't have time to come to participate in the war were lucky enough to escape.

But there are actually only two Title Douluo among them.

However, the previous pope was also seriously injured, and now he is closed to life and death, and his life and death are unknown.

Today's Wuhundian's strength has entered a period of extreme weakness.

The two great empires and the six great sects also seem to be ready to move.

After all, with such a big piece of cake, who wouldn't want to take a bite? "

Bibi Dong finally frowned, and said in a cold voice: "So, that [Ruthless Emperor] of yours is also planning to step in and make trouble? You really think my Spirit Hall is a bully!"

In an instant, a powerful aura was released.

Banruo was shocked back five steps, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

[Reminder: Due to the plot, this book assumes that Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Qian Renxue are all about the same age.

Born almost the same year.

After all, it is a fan novel, and the timeline has been slightly changed compared to the original work.

Forget everyone's understanding!
I wish you a happy life and happy reading! 】

(End of this chapter)