Upstairs, Luo Hengbo slept quietly, the moonlight shining on her face, half light and half dark.

The high bulge in her belly finally began to move.

Seeing this, Mo Ziqing and Master Wu nodded to each other, everything is ready, just wait for this moment, the child is about to be born.

"When a child is born, Yokoba will die, so I have to take advantage of this opportunity to transfer the power of the curse to you. As I have already said, the result will be a child for the rest of your life, and you will die. If there is anything to be left behind, the deity will convey it to you. ”

Mo Ziqing touched Luo Hengbo, who was sleeping with a pale face, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

But things have come to this point, and it is useless to say anything more.

"No adult, can you take good care of her for me in the future, and ...... with the child?"

"Look at the mood of the deity, the deity will also take this opportunity to dissolve the host relationship with her, in the future, how she mixes has nothing to do with the deity." There was no cold voice of an adult.

Mo Ziqing looked at him fixedly, and Master Wu waved his hand, "Okay, okay, the deity is joking with you, you don't die, the Hengbo girl is the deity's person, the deity will live for a day in the future, cover her for a day, it's okay." Let's go! ”

Mo Ziqing was reluctant to touch Luo Hengbo again, around the bed where she slept had already drawn a complicated formation, and the place where she slept was the formation eye.

His expression became firm and he let go of his hand.

Outside the formation, at this time, Mo Ziqing and Lord Bottle looked solemn, looked at the moon in the sky, and was hanging above their heads, and the hour had come.

With a wave of the bottle, the upper part of the villa disappeared, and the moon shone on Luo Hengbo's body upright, gentle as water.

Mo Ziqing sat at the other end of the formation, holding a glittering knife in his hand, and cut his wrist without blinking his eyes.

Dark red blood dripped down his wrist and fell onto the formation, flowing down the formation as if it were alive, and finally converged under Luo Hengbo's body...... It looks weird and terrifying, although Luo Hengbo is in a coma at the moment, his face also shows a bit of pain.

The bottle had long been suspended in mid-air, urging the Xuan Force to accelerate the operation of the formation, the faint moonlight, and the trace of blood light, coupled with the intersection of the Xuan Power of the Bottle Lord, converged into a beam of light and poured into Luo Hengbo's abdomen.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ziqing's face was already pale, and countless cuts were made on his arms, and he had to urge Xuan Li to force out blood.

The bottle didn't dare to relax for a moment, for fear that something would go wrong and it would fall short.

Looking at the fetus in Luo Hengbo's belly, the amplitude of movement was even greater, and Luo Hengbo seemed to be even more painful.

"Evil Yao, you hold on, the deity will first break away from her host, and then come and help her take out the child."

Mo Ziqing snorted, and the blood on his wrist kept lingering, surrounding Luo Hengbo's whole body and soaking it.

saw that there was a thin line of white and black between Lord Bottle and Luo Hengbo, and Lord Bottle moved at this moment, turned into a bottle, and struggled to forcibly cut off the thin line connecting him and Luo Hengbo.

Luo Hengbo didn't have anything, the bottle snorted, he forcibly resolved the relationship with the host, he chose to hurt it, and the host was not hurt in the slightest.

When he turned into a human form again, his expression was cold and pale, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood, and he was not lightly injured.