The young people were even more happy: "The fourth grandfather is also here, it's great!" ”

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Not long after, several more old monks arrived.

Their cultivation is unpredictable, and their anger is monstrous at the moment, but they are also suppressed, and they first enter the ancient temple to save people.

Then, in just a short time of half a pillar of incense, no less than 100 people gathered outside the ancient hall.

There are even people coming one after another.

They were all anxiously and worriedly concerned about the ancient hall.

About a quarter of an hour later, a beautiful woman came out, her hair full of silver threads, but she did not look old.

"Grandma, how is my mother?" Mo Hai was the first to rush forward, looking anxiously at the door of the temple where the silver-haired woman's back was not closed.

The silver-haired woman shook her head and sighed, causing everyone present to chuckle.

The girl from before looked like she was about to cry.

Fortunately, the silver-haired woman then said something that made the girl stop her tears.

"Lily of the valley is fine, the injury has stabilized......"

But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the silver-haired woman's next sentence suddenly made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom.

"Just a fetus in her womb...... Three souls were scattered, and two souls ......"

The silver-haired woman had murderous intent in her eyes, but more of a grief, and there was nothing they could do.

Three souls were shattered and two souls were scattered, leaving only one soul and seven souls, even if a few of them were old and immortal together, they would return to the sky countless times.

"How can this be ......?" Mo Hai's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back, not wanting to accept this fact.

The girl cried on the spot, rushed forward and begged, "Grandma, is there nothing you can do?" ”

The silver-haired woman couldn't bear it, but she still closed her eyes and shook her head: "We...... Unable to do anything ......"

Even at this moment, those demon beasts stepped into the air, and they were equally sad.

The soul is mutilated, and the baby is destined to not be able to come into the world.

Someone immediately became angry, smashed the bluestone ground with a punch, and roared angrily: "I am inseparable from the Bai family!" ”

There are even people whose faces are calm, but they directly took out all kinds of magic weapons, picked and chosen, and are ready to kill the Bai family.

However, at this moment, a miserable cry suddenly came from the ancient hall: "I don't want it!" She's my daughter, even if she's not perfect! ”

"I want to take her to see the prosperity of the world, I want her to enjoy the joy of the world!"

"I must give birth to her!"

Crying heartbreakingly, obviously weak, and hoarse throat, but at this moment, there is an indescribable resoluteness that transcends everything.

Ling Wen was all moved and sad.

Those who were gearing up fell silent one by one at this moment, and the atmosphere was depressed again.

But suddenly, a middle-aged man stepped forward and shouted loudly into the ancient hall: "Sister Lily of the Valley, the third brother supports you!" You can hold on to it for me, if my little niece can't come to the world safely, I will be the first to spare you, third brother! ”

As soon as these words came out, this dead silence was broken in an instant.

Everyone stepped forward and shouted:

"Count me in! Sister Lily of the Valley, you can hold on! ”

"That's right! What about the incomplete three souls? Isn't there still a soul? Sir, come down, with my Mo family background, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find a panacea for restoring my soul? ”

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For a while, the scene became lively, and the monks stood here like ordinary peddlers and pawns, with red faces and thick necks.

The girl Mo Xin also wiped away her tears and shouted.

When the silver-haired woman saw this scene, she couldn't help but sigh, but there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

It can even be said that she is not surprised by this.

This is the biggest difference between their Mo family and other immortal cultivation families.

They are proud of it.

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For the next five days, everyone waited outside the ancient hall.

Except for a few young children who run away from time to time, almost no one leaves.

The screams outside the ancient hall had long since subsided, turning into a feeble moan.

A cloud of gloom pressed on everyone's heads again, extremely anxious and worried.

Finally, in the evening of the ninth day of the earth, the silver-haired woman came out with a thin, frail baby in her arms.

looked around at everyone, with a kind smile on his face:

"Mother and daughter Anping, how about she is called Soul An?"

"Ink Soul ...... Ha ha! Okay, come and let Uncle San take a look! ”

In an instant, everyone cheered.

Compared to the joy here, in the Netherworld, there are two figures that are extremely gloomy.

"I can't find ......" The war ghost revealed its main body at this moment, towering into the clouds and towering like a mountain.

He looked for a large section of Huangquan with a pair of huge eyes, and he didn't feel the breath of Su Jiu's soul sense anymore.

The surging yellow spring in the distance in front of him was the spatial location where Su Jiu's soul consciousness fell.

However, for several days, they did not find Su Jiu's soul sense.

The Nine Tribulations were full of anger at this moment, and even wanted to go upstream, trying to find the entire Yellow Spring.

However, no one knows the source of the Yellow Spring.

She can't get too close to Huangquan, otherwise she will definitely be drawn into reincarnation.

Another half a month passed, and the Nine Tribulations finally compromised and stopped looking.

It's just that when she looked at Huang Quan's gaze, there was a ghostly flash:

"I can feel that your soul is not extinguished, no matter where you go to reincarnation, I ...... Waiting for your return......"

After suppressing the evil qi in his heart, the Nine Tribulations turned around and went straight to the depths of the netherworld.

And the war ghost sighed, cut through the void again, and returned to the Yin Ghost Sect.

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Time flies, this year is the fifth birthday of the little princess of the Mo family, Mo Soul'an.

The entire Mo family was in a joyful atmosphere.

The little ink soul has red lips and white teeth, and her facial features are delicate and lovely.

However, a pair of eyes are a little less agile and look a little sluggish, which destroys this beauty.

At this moment, he was held in the arms of a beautiful woman and flew in the direction of the clan hall.

Before he was halfway there, a strong man came up to him.

This person's name is Mo Hong, and he is Lily of the Valley's companion and Mo Soul'an's father.

It's just that the root of the disease that fell five years ago has not been removed, and now the cultivation has fallen all the way, from Yuanying all the way to the middle stage of Jindan.

Mo Hong smiled loudly at the moment: "Come on, come on, let me hug the little soul for a long time, but I want to die!" ”

Lily of the valley immediately sneered: "You've only been out for a month, how can you be so exaggerated." ”

"Hehe, this is my own daughter......"

In the midst of such a discussion, the two flew down to the front of the clan hall.

At this moment, the quaint clan hall was already full of people, and there were five or six hundred people.

Looking closely, more than half of them are Jin Dan cultivators!

There are also many people who are cultivating to fluctuate in the Yuan Infant Realm.

Although the number of people is not large, such a group of forces, if born, is enough to sweep away all the major factions in the Li Lan cultivation realm.

A sect like Haoran Sect, in their eyes, is insignificant!

However, few people know about it.

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