“Mumu, mumu...”

Millet's accent is not very accurate, there is blood in the mouth just born, vaguely shouting to me, reaching out to me to embrace.

When I saw this scene, my whole tears were about to fall.

Although I have been with the millet before.But because she is still a spirit body relationship, there is no physical interaction between us.

I never thought that after she was born, what she wanted to do with me was to hold her.

Please embrace me if you love me...

I held out my hand, I did not expect to involve the wound in my abdomen, a sharp pain came, my eyes were black again.I felt that I was no longer able to do it, and at this time, the millet had come to me and jumped into my arms.

I was forced to endure the severe pain, while rubbing the baby's body, and solemnly told her that the baby was good, but I was not your mother, I was your father...

This is a very serious problem, even if we are dead, we have to figure it out.

We can't take it, we can't get confused.

Unfortunately, the little thing did not listen to it at all, just jumped into my arms and called “Mom” over and over again.

I hold the newly born millet, she half-baked with a human baby.It is very tender, but the other half is like a snake or a venom.With hard scales and carapace, my palms gently rubbed on it, and I felt a strong sense of grain, and a burst of goosebumps spread to my back.

How much power is hidden in this small body, even making a newborn baby is enough to face the two heroes of Duck Mouth Bay ghost mother and Yanshan Blackroman?

My family baby.It really sucks...

You know, she is still a premature baby, if she is born normally, how bad it is!

It's a pity...

The child.Unfortunately, your old son is going to die, and it is really a pity thing to not be able to see you grow with your own eyes.

Run, child, run quickly, and don't let the bad guys catch you.

My heart was full of the sadness of leaving this world, the pain in my abdomen was about to blur my consciousness, and the light of the searchlight came from the distance, although I did not count, but at least three motor boats chased from the river.

I don't know if millet can escape, but I still know that this time, Laozi, it may be to fall here.

Mother, mother...

The crisis did not dissipate, when the boat on the river came this way, millet's small hands touched my face and shouted anxiously, trying to open my eyes, which were about to close.

I felt my whole consciousness drifting into the sky, opening my mouth and whispering to her, “Run, run...”

Just as I was about to swallow, I suddenly felt a warm lip of my lips.

The millet kissed me.

She touched my lips gently with a small mouth with a blood foam, and before I could react, I felt a very pure life force pouring from her.

I almost fell into the oily withered Dantian, and suddenly there was a breath emerging.

It is like spring, the buds are out of the soil.

Is this breath, that is the innate power that those people covet and compete for, born in the chaos, and have such a magical effect?

At that moment, my pain seemed to disappear at once, as if I was soaked in the hot springs, but when millet looked up and left my lips, I felt a flash of weakness and powerlessness.

Was it just an illusion?

I sluggish my heart, and then immediately wanted to understand that millet in the end because of just born, all by talent, its own strength is not strong, so can only briefly ease my injury, can not pull me back from the edge of death.

I patted the millet on the head and said let's go, don't worry about me.

Millet did not listen to my words, she looked around, actually grabbed my right hand, and then pulled me, the small horse cart, dragged me to the shore.

She also knew that the people on the motor boat were unscrupulous and wanted to take me away.

However, she did not think of a point, that is, at this moment, I am a person who is about to die, where can I bear this, was dragged by the river beach for a while, almost did not breathe, and directly closed her breath.

Just as I was about to hang off, a figure leaped from a motor boat by the river and landed not far ahead of us.

The man leaped, and a leap was fifty or sixty meters.

Oh my god, what kind of a violent man are these?

The man leaped from a farther distance, carrying great potential energy, but able to lift weights, like a feather landing, in the eyes of a big baby, suddenly smiled, haha, said coarsely: "Duck mouth Bay little sister to me, I thought it was a fool, I did not expect such a ghost mother ghost, good, good, really surprised ah..."

This man is a big bald monk, a thick beard and big eyes of a brass bell, although wearing an old jacket, but the scars on the top of the head and the skull beads hanging on his chest, but still let people know his identity.

The Buddha is compassionate, but this person is not necessarily a true Buddhist.

Because in addition to the sand monk in Journey to the West, I have never seen a monk in this world who can make a string of skeletons carved and hang them on his neck.

Those who can do such shocking things have always been extremely prominent and untamed people.

At this time, I had no power to speak at all, and the man looked condescendingly at me and millet, and when he came slowly, millet also felt a great threat, and there were no words, and rushed up directly.

She wanted to solve the black robe people's yellow trace, the big monk to solve.

But I don’t think she can do it.

If the man in the black robe is a pistol compared with the weapon, and the feeling given to me by this great monk is a steel cannon.

Not a class at all.Talk to your brother.

At this moment, I have no other strength, but through the field to distinguish the concept of the opponent's high and low, there is still.

The millet was like a shell out of the box, hitting the big monk.

And the great monk put his hands together, even turned into the position of the thousand hands Guanyin, out of thin air out of seven or eight hands, constantly clapping in front, the millet to one by one down.

His means are gentle, tightly stitched, no matter how millet hit, can not break his defense.

He did not seem to be in a hurry to attack, but like a cat with mice, more in a flirtation, or to see what the ghost of the legend was, what it looked like, but even so, it left a high image in my heart.

My heart is down...

I even began to complain about millet, if she left me a dead person, perhaps will not be chased by people, and there will not be two people hanging here together.

When I think of millet, I am about to be thrown into the furnace and practiced into medicine, my heart is a pain.

That shouldn’t be her end.

A helpless sense of humiliation came from my heart, and at this time millet was also photographed on the ground by the big monk's slap, churning for half a day, after all, still powerless, climbed to my arms, and grabbed me dead.

The monk came up to me, looked at me, and said with amazement, “Oh, you are the one who gave birth to the ghostly mother, why are you not dead yet?”

I nodded weakly and said quickly.

The monk smiled and said yes, thank you for giving birth to such a lovely little thing, and then she brought it from me, do you have any last words?

I shook my head and said no, but I wanted to ask Master, what are you going to do with Mill?

Millie?

The monk frowned and said that you had given her a name?

I nodded, saying that it is both a creature, not a high and noble, all have the same rights as ordinary people, her mother is called Longmeil, so I gave her a name, called Wang Meier.

The monk looked at me and said your name was King.

I said yes.

The big monk said, oh, you should be called Wang Ming, some time ago, the yellow boy out of a million to want you, I said an ordinary person, how can you use such a high price, it is difficult for you to go on his sister?Now I know that you have a baby in your stomach.

I said, Master, you haven't told me yet, how will you treat her?

The monk shook his head and said that I was only responsible for taking her back, and as for the next thing, I did not decide.Young man, to be honest, the old man likes you very much, can give birth to the ghost mother ghost and not die, but also let her give up running for you, anyway, are worthy of admiration.If you are not alive now, I can't help but accept you as a student.

I sighed and said justly, "Under the master have been worshipped, and the two masters are not bothered, and the heart is under the command."

The monk laughed and said that you are very determined, and you are also very painful, and you will send you a ride.

He waved his hand and shot me down.