This miniature version of the Qingluan bird looks like a fat chirp, and its furry is so cute. was scolded by his mother, Xiaoliu shrank his head, and hurriedly rubbed his mother's fingers to be coquettish.

"This is the youngest one?" Ning Xiaoxian remembered that none of the children Qingluan had brought over were so young.

"It was hatched two months before the start of the Great War of the Sacred Mountains, but it was not the smallest. Qingluan's face was slightly pale, "There is still the last egg, and it looks like it's not going to work." "Not all eggs hatch young.

"Haven't you hatched yet?" Ning Xiaoxian also knew what it meant, "Just show me." ”

Qingluan reached into his sleeve for a long time before taking out a gray-shelled bird's egg.

The eggs of this demon species are usually the size of a fist and are emerald in color, so beautiful that they can even be collected as exquisite crafts. However, the egg handed over by Qingluan was not much bigger than the egg, the surface was a dull blue-gray, and it was covered with tiny black spots, which looked like a preserved egg at first glance.

Ning Xiaoxian touched it in his hand, and knew that its vitality was too weak to hatch. Qingluan experienced a series of battles when she was pregnant, and she was also injured, so it was inevitable that the vitality of the offspring would be insufficient. This is the last egg to be laid, and it is naturally the weakest one, with the least vitality from the mother.

She smiled slightly: "Two days ago, I couldn't control the matter of life and death; ”

The implication is that Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up as he listened.

Xuantian Niangniang's slender white fingers gently stroked the surface of the eggshell, and the light and soft blue light sank into the bird's egg. "This should be the first new life that the hidden stream appeared in the Sevenfold Heavenly Realm after the catastrophe of the end times, and it is worth commemorating. She tapped the eggshell twice, moving gently, "Wake up, don't sleep." ”

As soon as the words fell, the bird's egg moved.

The two of them held their breath.

After a while, there was a slight pecking sound from inside the shell, faint at first, and then more and more powerful, and it was obvious that the little thing inside was in a hurry to come out.

"Don't rush, take your time. That being said, when the eggshell was pecked and a small head was exposed, Qingluan couldn't help but reach out to help it peel off the remaining restraints.

The newborn bird's hair is sparse and wet and sticks to its body. It was very small, its body was very weak, and it was weak even to scream, but Qingluan reached out to cover his mouth, and tears rolled down and seeped into the dirt at his feet.

This young bird has tiny crown feathers on the top of its head, white in color.

The tips of the wings also have two or three soft feathers, which are very short, very small, and also white. Although it is crumpled and hairless, anyone can see that it must have a different feather color when it grows up.

This is a white heavy bird.

"Good boy, I finally didn't disappoint your parents. The corners of Ning Xiaoxian's eyes were also slightly moist, "It happens to be ranked seventh, also called Qizai, and he is still a male, which is really providential." ”

Qingluan's eyes were red, but he smiled very happily: "He finally left me with some thoughts!"

"Xiao Qi is still too weak to see the wind, take it down and take care of it. She returned the baby to its mother, along with a few tiny green grains, "It's a welcome gift, one one a month and after five months it will be as strong as a sibling." ”

What Xuantian Niangniang took out must be a good thing, and Qingluan took it carefully. The fat and round chubby Jiu Xiaoliu jumped on her wrist and looked at the newborn younger brother in her mother's palm with curiosity.

"I thanked my mother for her kindness on behalf of Qizai. Qingluan lowered his eyes and thanked respectfully. In fact, she had swept the last bird's egg with her divine thoughts, and the chicks inside were not even fully developed, let alone the color of the feathers. Just after a while, Ning Xiaoxian passed on its abundant life force. The most rare thing is that it has not caused any side effects.

Niangniang has a great favor with her and Qizai, and the means are becoming more and more unpredictable.

Qingluan had just taken over the hidden stream, and there were endless tasks to be done, and the newborn white bright bird had to settle down, so he said goodbye and left.

After a night of tossing like this, the east was white.

Ning Xiaoxian jumped onto the tree, found the thickest branch and sat down, just facing the east. The mountains were razed in the cataclysm, and the water poured into them and became a new river, before people had time to name it.

She let out a long breath and finally relaxed. Before she could close her eyes and rest, a low and pleasant voice suddenly said beside her, "The last one, is the white heavy bird?"

Changtian didn't know when it came, sat down with his back against the trunk of the tree, and took her into his arms.

She hummed happily: "It's ugly, I don't have two hairs on my body, and it's crumpled." I wonder if Qizai was also so ugly when he was a child?" When she and Qizai met, the latter was already a majestic white bird, and it was hard to imagine that he was also a chicken cub when he was a child.

He chuckled, Ning Xiaoxian didn't have to look up to feel it, he was in a good mood: "The treasure that guards the Six Realms, has you found it?"

"Found it. ”

She just asked casually, how did she know that he was so efficient: "Find six pieces at a time, where is the treasure?"

"Only one piece. Strictly speaking, one. Changtian rested his chin on the top of her head, "God King." Then he talked about the deal with Huang Fuming in passing.

After listening to this, Ning Xiaoxian sighed lightly, but he didn't say anything more, only changed his words: "The new world has just begun, and countless rules will be slowly derived later." That was her and his role in the future.

The stormy waves have finally passed. A new era is about to begin.

Changtian gently grabbed her soft wattle, pressed it against his palm, and touched his fingertips, just as she did in the Law Realm. "I promised you what I promised, and I can finally do it. ”

She blinked, "What?"

"Wander the world, be carefree, and be a fairy couple. "He and she have never been together too much and have been riddled with redundant tasks. She used to envy Hu Huo'er and his wife so much, but he couldn't satisfy such a simple wish. "Thankfully, it's not too late. ”

"It's never too late. She changed positions comfortably in his arms, and suddenly exclaimed, "The sunrise is so beautiful!"

On the river to the east, the first rays of dawn pierce the darkness and send light to the world.

She muttered, "You say, how many suns do you need in each of the six realms?"

Changtian sniffed the fragrance in her hair, and with a tightening of his arms, he hugged her tighter.

The more than 10 million days spent in the prison of gods and demons were even darker than this, and he had long since died, thinking that this was the last place where his bones would be buried.

Until she showed up.

Little Nizi would not have known that when she first stepped into the prison of gods and demons and walked in front of him, he thought in a trance that he had seen the light itself.

God says there must be light, and she is the first ray of light that breaks through the darkness and illuminates all of his life.

She is the warm sun he has been striving for.

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