Mo Heng took Yi Qian'er to a safer cave, which was on a high cliff and could not be climbed by ordinary people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He cast a spell to conjure up a soft bed, and then gently placed the unconscious Yi Qian'er on it, and then cast a spell to stop her bleeding.

With the input of vitality, Yi Qian'er gradually felt something, but she didn't wake up, as if she was sitting in a nightmare, she frowned, and fine cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Feng Yan Xiu...... Le Er...... Le'er ......" She clenched her hands, shook her head and muttered softly, looking very pained.

The blue light flashed on her fingertips, and long nails grew on her hands, and she squeezed the bed tightly, the green tendons on the back of her slender hands burst out, and the sheets were even more torn, revealing fine fluff.

"Rui'er!" Mo Heng couldn't care about grief anymore, he thought she was in pain, and desperately gave her vitality to calm her pain.

He waved his hand into a wet handkerchief, gently wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and he looked at her stunning face, a pair of dark eyes full of pity.

Yi Qian'er seemed to be trapped in a dream, and instead of being calm due to the input of Mo Heng's vitality, she became more violent, "Feng Yan rest...... Don't, Le'er...... Le'er ......"

Mo Heng listened, distressed, he caressed her pale face with one hand, and wiped out the wet handkerchief with the other.

He said, "Hmph, you are a good emperor, you are really ruthless...... Since that's the case, then don't blame the young master for being unkind. ”

Yes, even if Feng Yan Xiu is the second son of the Emperor of Heaven and the king of the Demon Realm, he Mo Heng is not afraid of him, the two of them were born to restrain each other, even if they fight to the death for Yi Qian'er, he will not hesitate to do it.

But now, she is in such pain, but he can't do anything, what do you want him to do......

After a long time, Yi Qian'er's movements became more and more violent, the cold sweat flowed more, and her face became whiter to almost transparent.

Slowly, the sweat soaked the close-fitting clothes, and she kept muttering the words, unable to extricate herself, "Don't hurt my child...... No...... Don't, Le'er ......"

"Rui'er, what should I do......" Mo Heng bit and said lightly in pain.

He turned into a handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat off Yi Qian'er's face, and then cast a spell to seal her acupoints.

At that time, a dark yellow shining exorcism jade entered his eyes, he recognized the jade, so he raised his hand to suck it into his palm, looked at this piece of jade, and then looked at Yi Qian'er's towering belly, and suddenly realized.

"Hmph!" As an evil soul in a lifetime, he naturally knows the most powerful role of this jade, Feng Yan Xiu is a ghost, and the fetus conceived by Yi Qian'er is naturally not a human, and the person who gave her jade actually uses her innocence, which makes him really angry.

Although he didn't want Rui'er to be pregnant with Feng Yanxiu's child, Rui'er was his favorite Rui'er, and it was impossible for him to hurt her for a child.

Mo Heng was angry, but just when he wanted to crush the exorcist jade, Yi Qian'er's slender and pale hand was weakly placed on his hand, and she sat up with difficulty.

"Rui'er......" Mo Heng muttered softly in a daze, so happy that he couldn't speak.

Yi Qian'er looked at him for a moment, and said faintly: "This piece of jade ...... I'll figure it out myself. ”

Mo Heng paused, hooked his lips and placed the jade in her hand, but as soon as the jade approached Yi Qian'er, her stomach hurt terribly.

She bit her lip and clutched her stomach tightly with one hand, and clutched the exorcist jade tightly with the other, preventing it from leaving her palm.

Suddenly she felt that her lower body was wet, and something seemed to be about to come out, she was anxious, thinking that she was afraid that she was going to give birth, so she yelled at Mo Heng weakly: "Get out...... Get out!"

Mo Heng saw this situation, and naturally understood what was going to happen next, after all, he was a man who had gone through the world, of course, not in love.

"Okay, Rui'er, don't get excited, I'll go out. Mo Heng grabbed her shoulders and coaxed her comfortably.

"Go out ......" Yi Qian'er shouted weakly again, and pushed Mo Heng out weakly with both hands.

Mo Heng staggered a few steps to the entrance of the cave, looked back at her uneasily, and only heard Yi Qian'er say, "Dare to come in, I will kill you." ”

Mo Heng was embarrassed, shook his head helplessly while wiping cold sweat, and then disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and before leaving, he set up a layer of enchantment.

After he left, Yi Qian'er's face became even more distorted, she took off her obscene pants, lifted her thousand-pound legs, and let them spread.

"Ahh

Le'er, child, come out quickly, my mother is so painful...... At that time, she was trying, her blood-colored eyes staring at the top of the cave, calling weakly in her heart.

Mo Heng heard it clearly outside the cave, every time Yi Qian'er screamed, he was going to be frightened, and several times, he wanted to rush in.

Yi Qian'er clutched the sheets tightly with both hands, and her pale face was sweat or tears.

"Feng ......" always wanted to call this name every time she was desperate, but this time, she suddenly remembered, how can this person, this person who abandoned herself, call him?

"Huh...... You can't live ...... your own sin," she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and smiled bitterly, "Ahhh

A small thing, which fell gently from underneath onto the sheets, without any sound.

Yi Qian'er got down, and it didn't hurt so much all of a sudden, she smiled softly, "Hehe...... Le'er, that's a good ......."

She cast a spell to cut the umbilical cord of the mother and baby short, then hurriedly scooped up the pants, and then cast a spell to wrap him in a silky flannel cloth, and then she gently carried the child into her arms.

It was her son, her Le'er, a baby boy covered in purple, lying in her arms, his eyes closed, not crying or screaming, as if he were asleep.

But Yi Qian'er couldn't clearly feel his heartbeat, why......

"Le'er......" Yi Qian'er hugged the purple and blood-stained child, stupid, "Le'er, what's wrong with you...... Le'er ...... "She shook him lightly, calling carefully, but he didn't make the slightest move.

Yi Qian'er looked at the child and was stunned for a while, before she gently raised her hand and gently stroked his delicate eyebrows and eyes, her heart ached, and a tear fell on the child's body without warning.

“...... Le'er, wake up and see your mother......" Yi Qian'er gently stroked the back of the child's head, hugged him and cried, "Ah~Le'er-"

Eventually, she had to accept the fact that the child was dead, and she lost her voice and became bitter, and the wail scared all the birds of a mountain away.

Mo Heng outside the cave felt a sigh in his heart, and hurriedly waved the enchantment and ran in, but when he saw Yi Qian'er's sad appearance, his heart suddenly hurt as if he had been pricked by a thousand needles.

"Rui'er......" He noticed the child, frowned, and hugged Yi Qian'er into his arms in distress.