Chapter 3 Ouch, what a sour taste
This time, the birth period of the White Spirit God is not as good as before, and because the cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, the growth rate of the fetus can also be controlled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the first few months, the fetal movement was not obvious, and the people in the front line could not hear any movement, which was quite disappointing.
One day, Qingli's mother-in-law, who came to deliver fetal pills to Bai Ling as usual, touched Bai Ling's belly with her hand, and was gently kicked by the little baby.
"Ouch, it's moving! it's moving! The baby is moving! My baby~"
Boom, a hundred figures appeared in the temple in an instant, densely crowded in front of Bai Ling's couch, pushing and shouting one by one, eager to be the first to touch.
"Get out of the way. Qing Wei was very displeased, and the children naturally did not dare to make their father angry, so they had to reluctantly retreat one by one.
Qing Wei Zun slowly paced in front of Bai Ling, knelt down and put his ear close.
Everyone was so quiet that they could only hear each other's rapid gasps, Bai Ling suddenly snorted, Qing Weizun's expression moved slightly, and then left Bai Ling's belly.
"How's it going, Daddy, you're going to kill us!" the children asked excitedly.
Qing Weizun stood still, put his hands behind his back, and then spoke coldly.
"For the sake of my father, I see that you are quite leisurely, and the homework and spells set for you can be refined?"
As soon as the words fell, the children teleported instantly, and there was no trace of them.
"Oh, it's so sour, daughter-in-law, do you smell the smell of vinegar?" said Granny Qingli pinched her nose.
"Hmm, no!" Bai Ling replied dumbfoundedly.
Qing Wei Zun couldn't hear the words in Qing Li's mother-in-law's words, and he didn't break it, sat back on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Bai Ling's slightly bulging belly, and read the parenting sutra with a gentle expression.
"I hope that this time I can give birth to a few well-behaved children, otherwise more than 100 children will be too noisy. "Qing Wei is so hopeful.
He heard that prenatal education is very useful, and he thought so.
The nine-tailed fox clan in Qingzhou next door has already made a fuss and can't open the pot, and the fox queen and the fox god were born by the old lady's various methods of crying, making trouble and hanging himself.
When she thought of the proud face of the invitation sent by the old witch of Baizhou, she couldn't wait to go over and tear her up now!
Bai Ling smiled slightly, closed his eyes and took a nap.
Kissing and being honest and considerate, she is so happy!
Qingli's mother-in-law took away her wife, leaving space for the two of them.
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After a few more days, Bai Ling gave birth to a child before the arrival of the god of birth, this time it was not eggborn, but viviparous.
A white and chubby little milk baby, maybe the output is small this time, but the quality is very good, the power contained in the fairy bone of the little milk baby is very powerful, and it is a very rare god clan in the spirit root for thousands of years.
The hair of the little milk baby when she was born was actually with Bai Ling's hair color, so she was named Qingqian.
This time, although Bai Ling didn't suffer much in order to give birth to this little milk baby, he was made troubled by the children below.
At this moment, looking at the shallow smile in his arms, the emperor and the queen sighed that everything was worth it.
"Go down first, and don't disturb your queen mother's rest. Looking at the small soft shallow shallow shallow in his arms, Qing Weizun's perennial cold and paralyzed face showed a gentle look.
Bai Ling leaned on the couch, looked at the peaceful scene at this time, and gave thirty-two praises for his efforts, sure enough, he liked children, and said arrogantly that he didn't want to give birth.