The king recovered very well, and as long as he could maintain this state, there would be no problem with the birth of the prince. The ghost doctor let go of his hand and put away his box.

"It's not that easy, it's just fate." The little phoenix bird smiled and touched her round belly.

"Since that is the prince's father, he will definitely not sit idly by, why is the king so worried?" The ghost doctor looked at the little phoenix bird in puzzlement.

Even if everything is developing for the better now, the sadness in Xiao Fengniao's eyes has never dissipated, and there is no hope for life.

"For example, today, most of the ancient creation gods should be robbed, leaving only two wind gods and moon gods, one is in charge of the god realm and the other is to suppress the demon realm, but do these two really not need to be robbed?"

The little phoenix bird's voice was gentle, touching his stomach one by one, and talking to the ghost doctor about the situation in the world.

Blue Butterfly doesn't understand this, and the only one who can say a few words to the little phoenix bird is the ghost doctor.

"You mean that these two are about to start the catastrophe as well?" The ghost doctor was shocked, but he didn't expect it to be the reason.

Xiao Fengniao shook his head: "The ancient gods should be robbed, and none of them left the ancient bloodline, and my child is actually the first bloodline of the ancient gods, and no one has ever conceived the bloodline of the ancient gods." ”

The ghost doctor's hand trembled, he didn't expect to hear such a terrifying thing, and looked at the belly of the little phoenix bird, where it seemed like there was a huge unknown.

"No one knows what the Ancient Bloodline looked like when it was born, and no one knows how long it will take for this child to come out." The little phoenix bird looked at the ghost doctor and smiled: "Do you know what my daily medicine introduction is now?" ”

Without waiting for the ghost doctor to answer, Xiao Fengniao himself continued: "It is a bowl full of ancient god blood, it is the blood of His Royal Highness of the Wind God, and I am more and more dissatisfied, and the demand is getting bigger and bigger, sometimes looking at the neck of the Wind God, I want to rush up and bite his neck fiercely, and drink a good drink." ”

The ghost doctor's eyes widened, and he looked at Xiao Fengniao's calm tone and said such gloomy words: "King! Let's not have this baby, okay! ”

"Ghost doctor, I have never been afraid of death, but I am reluctant to let this child die." Xiao Fengniao smiled gently: "How much blood can an ancient god have, a bowl a day, how long do you think I will completely squeeze the wind god dry?"

I am clothed in a phoenix, and this child has ancient blood, and no one knows how many things will happen on the day of birth. ”

The ghost doctor's hand trembled under the wide black robe, "When did the king start thinking about these things?" ”

The wind god standing outside the door also wanted to ask like this, since when did she start thinking about so many things?

Is she so uneasy every day, worried about him, worried about the child, but has he ever worried about himself?

The wind god couldn't help but clench his fists, but the green tendons on his fingers burst out, but there was not the slightest blood, an ancient god really couldn't squeeze out so much blood.

The little phoenix bird slowly walked to the door, opened the door gently, and saw the wind god standing there, with indifference in his eyes: "Is there something wrong with you?" Should it be less time to take the medicine? ”

Fengshen showed a smile: "Ah Huan has an urgent matter to find me, I have to leave for a while, I will hand over the medicine to Blue Butterfly, she will give it to you every day, you must drink it on time." ”

The little phoenix bird nodded and looked at the wind god: "I wrote it down, is there anything else?" ”

"It's gone." Fengshen looked at the little phoenix bird deeply: "I will be back soon!" ”

What responded to him was the faint smile of the little phoenix bird.

The cruelest thing about a person is that no matter what he does, he doesn't get the response he wants.