"Ah~~~~~~" In a palatial attic, a woman's cry of pain came out, this person was none other than Di Yang, who had the title of the first magician in the Yang Continent and the only female head of the Di family's history.

"Master Hou! Master Hou! Madame had a difficult birth, and the old slave had done his best, but there was really no way. The midwife was sweating profusely, and rushed out of the house to kneel in front of a man, this person was none other than the first martial artist in the Burning Yang Continent, the martial marquis of the Star Empire.

What is hidden and anxious is to scratch his ears and cheeks, sweat is like rain, where is there still the appearance of the Hou Ye who is usually as stable as Mount Tai and majestic.

"Wang Po, you have to think of a way, think of a way, this Yang'er has magic to protect the body, and his physique is not comparable to ordinary people, life must be fine, but the child in this womb is different, I am afraid after a long time...... Wang Po, no matter what, you have to think of a way, you just ask me to do anything, I will promise you. ”

"Master Hou, it's not that the old slave doesn't do his best, the lady's physique is too strong, the child in this womb must be an extraordinary person, the old slave is just a mortal body, how to make it, how to make this strategy."

Like grasping a life-saving straw, Yin Zhong grabbed Wang Po's hand tightly, and actually lifted it up, "Wang Po, what is the next step, say it quickly!" ”

Wang Po's face was bitter, "Ouch, Hou Ye, let it go quickly, the old slave doesn't have to be tossed by you so much." ”

"Oh, it's me who is abrupt, Wang Po said quickly, what is the best plan!"

Wang Po covered her mouth with one hand and slowly leaned into Hou Ye's ear, "Hou Ye, this lady's amniotic water is broken, the child will definitely not be able to breathe, now it is definitely not appropriate to invite outsiders, so you have to go to the house, Hou Ye, help the old slave, so that the child can breathe the air!" It's just that this woman gave birth to a child, and the man was in the house, I'm afraid that your luck will not be good for Master Hou. ”

Yin Zhong grabbed Wang Po's hand and strode into the house, dragging Wang Po one by one, "It's all at this time, who still cares about those non-existent things, go!" "Ah, yo, Hou Ye, you light, the waist of the old slave!"

Yin Zhong came to the window and held Di Yang's hand, "Yang'er, hold on, I'm here to help you for my husband!" ”

Di Yang's face turned pale, "Husband, why did you come in, I ...... Ah~~~~~~~ I hurt so much! What does this kid want to do, but he can't come out. ”

"Tell me quickly, what should I do!"

"Master Hou, you just need to put Madame's ....... "Everyone! Make up for it yourself.

The sky suddenly glowed with golden light, and in just an instant, it spread over the entire Imperial City of the Star Empire! People are bathed in this golden light, as long as there are living beings, they are enjoying the comfort of the golden light, with the cry of a baby, the golden light skyrockets, and there are countless cultivators who break through the bottleneck and go to the next level, while those who do not break through the bottleneck have also obtained different strength improvements.

People designate this day as the Day of God's Feeding.

"Wow~~~~~~~" A baby's cry shook the sky, "Congratulations to the Hou Ye, congratulations to the Hou Ye!" Congratulations to the Hou Ye for having a noble son, the Hou Mansion has a little Hou Ye! Wang Po held a child and put it in front of Yinzhong.

The strange thing is that the child just stopped crying when he was placed among his parents, opened his big grape eyes, and in an instant, a faint golden streamer appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his little hand to touch his parents' face, and he actually smiled.

This man's face is full, there is no wrinkle on his face, and his skin is fair and not filthy.

"This... This.. What a man of God this boy is! Congratulations to Lord Hou, congratulations to Lord Hou. ”

"Yang'er, this kid hasn't come out of your belly for so long, it turns out that he is really not an ordinary person! Hahaha"

Di Yang weakly raised his hand and slapped Yin Chong's head lightly, "You are less smelly and beautiful, after all, you are still our child, give the child a name!" ”

Yin Zhong picked up the child, paced back and forth, and suddenly stopped, "Today, the sky is full of golden light, God blesses the world, our son happened to be born, why don't you call it Yin Ci?" ”

Di Yang pursed his lips and smiled, "What a God-given child, this is our child, since God has blessed the world, it must be my son to parable instead of God, then it is better to call it a metaphor, a word for God, a word for God." ”

"Okay, metaphor, then metaphor, I'm Yu'er, let Dad hug! Hahaha"

Metaphor ~ Is it really just a metaphor for God?