"Madame, hard, hard. Mama wiped the sweat on her forehead for Mrs. Mengwu in distress, and anxiously cheered for Mrs. Meng.

"Madam, the pill has taken effect, the palace has been opened, and I have already seen the child's head. Wen Po shouted happily.

"Madam, the child will come out soon, you work harder, harder. Mama held Mrs. Meng's hand, her face flushed, no easier than Mrs. Meng's.

"Madame, how are you, son-in-law, are you alright. Zhu Yao's concerned voice came from the door.

Mrs. Meng took out the cloth towel in her mouth, drank a sip of ginseng soup, turned her head, and gave two orders to the maid next to her, and continued to exert herself, but the voice of pain was more forbearing.

The maid listened to Mrs. Meng's instructions, walked to the door, and said softly, "Madame asked, has your retreat gone smoothly, and your health is getting better?"

Zhu Yao's throat and eyes were a little astringent, his heart was slightly hot, and he said loudly: "Madame, don't worry, I'm fine, it's all right, don't worry, I'll stay at the door, you can give birth with peace of mind." ”

With Zhu Yao here, Meng's heart is stable, and her hanging heart can also fall to the ground.

Grit your teeth, hold back the pain, and continue.

Hard......

Hard......

After a pillar of incense, a loud baby cry resounded through the Dazun Palace.

"Wow......"

The child finally fell to the ground.

At this time, outside the Huihua Palace, there was a vision in the sky, and the red glow in the air was like burning, like a nirvana fire phoenix, which made the people who saw it full of blood.

Zhu Yao's heart jumped, he didn't like the clouds, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle deeply.

In the Huihua Palace, Wen Po wrapped the child in swaddling clothes and handed it to Mrs. Meng. "Congratulations, ma'am, this is a little princess. ”

Mrs. Mengwen smiled with satisfaction, and before she could see her daughter a second time, she fainted.

The pill of midwifery shortens the time of delivery, but overdraws the mother's function.

Mama hurriedly changed into clean clothes for Mrs. Meng, and Wen Po carried the little princess out of Huihua Palace.

Coming to the gate of Huihua Palace, Wen Po congratulated the god: "Congratulations to the god, Mrs. gave birth to a little princess." ”

Zhu Yao's spirits were lifted, and his blue cheeks seemed to be a little ruddy.

He carefully held the swaddling clothes, and with loving eyes, he carefully described his daughter's appearance, three points like a dream woman, and seven points like him.

No matter how you look at it, he thinks his daughter is good-looking, he has never seen that newborn little tuanzi, as good-looking as his daughter.

In fact, the little baby is wrinkled and red, where can you see whether it looks good or not. Anyway, Gan Ru couldn't see it at all, stretched out his head to glance at the little ball, and then turned his eyes away in disgust.

Zhu Yao hurriedly went in to visit his wife, and handed over the swaddling clothes to Gan Ru.

Ganru: "......" I would actually prefer to go to the front to fight.

Helplessly, the god has already entered the temple, and his duty is to wait at the door.

The ears heard that the battle outside the door was getting closer and closer, and Ganru's face became more and more heavy. "God, we have to go. ”

Yes, the Dazun Palace will definitely not be able to keep it.

Zhu Yao entered the Huihua Palace, and before he had time to feel sorry for his wife, he had to pick up the unconscious lady and evacuate.

Gan Ru followed Zhu Yao's side, holding the swaddling clothes, and instructed the guards of the Dazun Palace: "All evacuate." ”

The group, after a fight, finally withdrew from the Dazun Palace.

......

Thirty miles outside the Dazun Palace, there is a sea of bamboo.

Zhu Yao is here waiting for Shen Tu after the break.

Shen Tu's cultivation is not low, and after breaking off with him, he is the most elite guard under the Divine Venerable, and it stands to reason that he will not catch up at this time.

Zhu Yao was uneasy, always thinking that something would happen, so he placed his wife next to a big rock in the bamboo forest, and prepared to bring a few people to pick him up.

Suddenly.

A rain of arrows burst through the air.

It was the Demon Venerable's pursuers who arrived.

Divine Venerable Zhu Yao hurriedly responded to the battle.

The terrain here is flat, easy to attack and difficult to defend, and the only place that can be defended against enemies is this verdant bamboo sea.

Fortunately, Zhu Yao was worried about his wife and daughter, so he set up a defensive formation in Zhuhai early.

But the jade drunken demon bow with strong autumn meaning is not so easy to resist.

Zhu Yao knew that he himself was the prey that Qiu Yinong cared about.

If you die, you will die, so why bother your wife and children.

Zhu Yao held the Sun-Breaking Divine Sword, standing in front of the formation with a long jade body, protecting his wife and daughter behind him.

"Demon Venerable, this is going to kill them all?"

Qiu Yinong rode on the white horse of Yuzhao, lined up everyone, slowly walked to the front of the line, hooked the corners of his lips at the Divine Venerable, and said with a light smile: "Does the Divine Venerable think that I led so many people here just to occupy a Dazun Palace for you?"

Yes, the Grand Palace is nothing more than a gorgeous palace, just a place to show status. He Zhu Yao didn't pay attention to it, so how could he care about the autumn mood.

"Then what do you want?" Zhu Yao asked lightly.

Autumn raised his eyebrows, and the wanton flying eyebrows circled a kind of soul-stirring ripples, with a wild smile, biting a few words very slowly. As if mocking, he asked, "Original, respectful, want, how, how?"

Zhu Yao remained motionless, his face full of solemnity.

Qiu Yinong stretched out his arms and bowed, stared at Zhu Yao, and replied word by word: "Ben, Zun, want, you, die! Only when you die, can Benzun be the first person to deserve to reach the peak." ”

Nine arrows were sent out one by one on the jade drunken demon bow in autumn, and each arrow carried a thunderous momentum, heading straight for Zhu Yao's vital body.

Zhu Yao swung his sword, like stars, like falling rain, and danced a barrier with his sword to protect himself in the barrier.

is worthy of being the number one master in the territory of the peak, even if he is seriously injured and at the end of the road, he is still not to be underestimated. The nine arrows of the autumn are difficult to meet opponents in the territory of Dengfeng, but when they arrived in front of Zhu Yao, they fell like a drizzle on the flowers and leaves, which just made Zhu Yao retreat by half a step.

Good!

Qiuyi's strong fighting spirit is even better, such a person is worthy of being his Demon Venerable's opponent.

Pull the bow, gather the aura of heaven and earth on the bowstring, and there are as many as twelve arrow feathers that have been tempered.

Turn the invisible into the tangible!

This is the exclusive secret of autumn.

Transforming the aura of heaven and earth into substantial arrow feathers, let alone twelve, even one is difficult for anyone to do.

Everyone present gasped.

It's no wonder that the man in front of him was able to climb from a nobody to the pinnacle of demon cultivation in just one hundred years, and achieved the honor of the Demon Venerable.

The bow is full, and the arrow is off the string.

Twelve arrow feathers tempered by spiritual power, like twelve hungry harrier eagles, rose to the sky and headed straight for Zhu Yao.

One went straight to Zhu Yao's throat, and the person greeted the acupoint.

Zhu Yao lifted his sword, straightened it, and blocked it with the indestructible body of the divine sword.

The other three attacked Zhu Yao's nose (human middle acupoint), head (Shenting acupoint), and cervical vertebrae (thorny and dumb door acupoint).

These three arrows attack in an extremely tricky position, one from the front to the back, one from the top down, and one from the back to the front.

Zhu Yao had no choice but to turn his luck into a phantom, and the three phantoms unfolded with a neon glow like spiral fan blades, and the three spirit arrows were skillfully pushed away.

The spirit arrows sent out by the autumn mood are twelve to four, and there are still eight left.