Chapter 493

"Well, that's all for today. It's time for dinner."

Shao Qing rubbed his wrist, glanced at the relieved people in the circle, and nodded, "well, let them experience Mrs. Ben's cheap skills tomorrow!"

After taking a few steps, he stopped again, looked back and smiled. He was a great country and a great city, but in the eyes of the dark guards, he was like a devil. "Remember to take good care of your apples. My wife will check them at any time."

Hearing the speech, the dark guards immediately picked up the apple on their head and protected it in their arms.

"You." Ye Lansheng helplessly picked up Shao Qing's hand and gently rubbed her wrist. "It's easy to change next time."

Shao Qing thought and nodded, "it's good."

Everyone outside the house breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Feng glanced at yunmo and saw that he was staring at his apple. He took a hard blow from the corner of his mouth and quickly protected his apple.

Yunmo looked contemptuous.

The satiated pea came out of the kitchen, put his hands around his chest, leaned against the door and sighed. These idiots are hopeless.

In the evening, when ye Lansheng came back from washing, he saw that Shao Qing had fallen asleep. I think he was tired of playing in the daytime. Ye Lansheng walked over and was about to pull the quilt for Shao Qingqing. Shao Qingshu opened his eyes, clasped Ye Lansheng's wrist, and hit Ye Lansheng hard on his chest.

Ye Lansheng took a few steps back, and a fishy sweet burst into his roar. Sen Han's voice jumped out of his lips: "Blood Sword?!"

Shao Qing's pupil quickly covered with a layer of blood. Jie Jie smiled and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect to really succeed. Shao Qing, who is pregnant, is really much weaker."

This is like the sound of Blood Sword.

The Blood Sword wanted to stand up, suddenly frowned, looked down at his stomach and murmured, "it's too big."

After a pause, he added painfully, "it's so heavy."

"Blood Sword, get back to this seat immediately!" Ye Lansheng stared at Shao Qing nervously for fear that the blood sword would hurt Shao Qing's body.

Blood Sword looked at his stomach strangely, as if he hadn't heard Ye Lansheng's words, and asked, "women feel like this when they are pregnant?"

Ye Lansheng: "... This seat is not a woman."

"I'm not a woman either." the Blood Sword stared at Ye Lansheng and suddenly stared, "ah", looking at his hand in disbelief, "it, it moved!"

“……”

"Ah!" the Blood Sword shouted again. This time, he held his stomach in pain and wrinkled his whole face, "stomach pain..."

Night Lan Sheng's green tendon jumped on his forehead, pushed the door out and shouted, "go and call wenpo over!"

Chu Feng was shocked and walked out of the dark. "Big, sir, is the wife going to have a baby?"

"I repeat, go and call wenpo!"

Chu Feng was frozen in place. Finally, Yun Mo ran out and kicked him. Chu Feng regained his mind and ran down the mountain with his lightness skill.

"I'll go in and have a look." Wen Ying came out of the next room. Ye Lansheng didn't say anything and turned to let Wen Ying in.

"Fuck, it hurts me! I don't play anymore!"

"Blood Sword, you son of a bitch, dare to take my body!"

This time, it was genuine, Shao Qing's voice. Ye Lansheng hurriedly ran back to his room, pushed away Wen Ying and carried Shao Qing back to bed.

"Ah Qing, ah Qing, I'm here." yelan Sheng sat by the bed, holding Shao Qing's hand tightly. He didn't even notice that his hand was shaking.

Shao qingache was so confused that he heard the voice of Ye Lansheng and opened his mouth, "I'm going to have a baby?"

"Well," Ye Lansheng nodded, "he may want to come out earlier to learn archery with you."

"My Lord, let me come." Wen Ying came over.

Night Lan Sheng was stunned, "will you deliver the baby?"

Wen Ying looked at Shao Qing, who was pale, "Shao Qing can teach me."

"OK, come on." Ye Lansheng couldn't manage so much. He got up and let go to one side, but his hand still clenched Shao Qings. Originally, he thought there were still some days before the due date. Shao Qing said he was not in a hurry, so he didn't let wenpo wait. After all, he didn't trust an outsider here, but he didn't expect her to be born so soon.

Yunmo stayed outside and remembered to walk back and forth. Seeing this, the dark guard retreated silently. They can't help. The most important thing is to keep this place well and prevent anyone from breaking in, so as to ensure the safety of the masters.

Shao Qing's voice of ghost crying and wolf howling kept coming out of the house. Yunmo was worried and kept looking.

"Cloud desert." Chu Feng carried wenpo back and put it down when he got to the wooden house. "I'm sorry."

The steady woman stood in the same place and fainted for a long time. Then she came back and pushed the door in.

"Ah!"

Before wenpo went in, she suddenly screamed.

When yunmo and Chu Feng looked, their faces suddenly changed.

The ground was covered with blood. It seemed that ye Lansheng fainted. He lay on the head of the bed and still held Shao Qing's head. Wen Ying, who was delivering the baby for Shao Qing, held the newborn baby in one hand and covered Shao Qing's forehead with the other hand. The primal power emitted from the palm of his hand probed in and slowly pulled out a red smoke.

Shao Qing opened his eyes and saw the familiar face in front of him. He gasped and shouted, "yes, it's you!"

The blood sword that was gradually stripped off Shao Qing's body struggled and screamed, "Shao Chi, what are you doing!"

The room was filled with the roar of blood swords and the cry of babies, but shaochi was unmoved. This was her last chance to succeed. In any case, she would not give up.

Chu Feng suddenly recovered, and the sound containing internal power spread out: "surround the wooden house for me!"

"No, Wenying!" yunmo exclaimed, and immediately ran to the next room, Yi.

The dark guards hidden in the dark fell to the ground with a whoosh and surrounded the wooden house.

Shao Qing slowly turned his head, glanced at the swaddling child, and finally fell on Ye Lansheng, who was unconscious on his side. He was held by hand and seemed to want to hold it tightly, but he felt powerless.

With the extraction of the blood sword, Shao Qing's consciousness gradually dissipated