"Boom—"

In the blue sky, rolling thunder suddenly sounded, which was particularly abrupt in this bright and clear sky.

The Templar in silver armor looked at the thick dark clouds that suddenly gathered in the sky that was still clear, his brows furrowed slightly under the armor, and a little uneasiness rose in his heart, they exchanged glances with each other, holding spears in their hands, and their postures were stationed in front of the gate of the Martial Spirit Hall built with special golden materials, their muscles were tense, their expressions were solemn, and they were on guard.

Because these two days are very likely to be the day when the second little master of their Martial Spirit Hall was born.

In the gorgeous room guarded by heavy soldiers, the woman's lips, who felt the abnormal movement of her abdomen from time to time, pursed her lips and stroked her bulging lower abdomen, where she could feel the movement of another life.

The woman was wearing a purple dress with high slits and a loose bundle of black hair that was slightly curled and draped over her shoulders.

When the thunder outside the window exploded again, she snorted, a little cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and she trembled a little as she held the golden bell that had been prepared for her on the table in advance.

"Jingle bell—"

The golden bell with a special rhythm and sound rang, and the palace attendants who had been waiting outside the door opened the door, and the uniformly dressed maids swarmed in, looking at the woman covering her abdomen with a painful face, the maid at the head was startled, turned her head and said: "Madame seems to have started, go and inform the Great Offering and His Majesty the Pope!" ”

Madam...

The woman's brows jumped fiercely when she heard this title, and there was a trace of resentment and murderous intent in her eyes, but she quickly retracted when the maids' eyes looked at her.

No... Now is not the time to turn her face, now that the soul power of her whole body has been sealed, she needs their help to give birth to this child smoothly and not die in childbirth, she has not completed her revenge, how can she die first?!

Thinking of this, the woman began to adjust her breathing pattern and frequency, trying to relieve the throbbing pain in her abdomen, and cooperated with the orderly movements of the maids.

"Boom ——!"

Silver-white thunder slashed across the sky, cutting a terrible rift in the darkness of the night.

A blonde man in dark golden armor stood outside the room where the maids were busy, and beside him stood a little girl of about five or six years old.

The girl wore an off-white dress, the light and soft fabric and gilt embroidery were spliced into a holy white gold, her facial features were delicate, and her blonde hair was scattered, like a doll in the window, and her makeup was white.

And the doll is now like the frowning blonde man, from time to time looking into the room where the maids gathered, the little face is full of uneasy emotions, nervously looking at the blonde man beside him, the child's unique crisp and pure voice from the slightly open small mouth said: "Grandpa, it's going to be three hours... Why haven't I seen my brother yet... Or a sister? ”

As a Titled Douluo, the five senses are naturally beyond the sensitivity of ordinary people, Qiandaoliu's tightly knit brows have not been loosened, and when he heard the words of his little granddaughter Qian Lingxue, his voice was low and comforting: "Xiaoxue, your mother only really started to launch a day ago, and it was also like this when you were born. ”

"Oh..."Qian Lingxue was a little puzzled, but the uneasiness in her heart dissipated a little.

Qiandaoliu's thin lips were pursed, and his deep gaze looked through the painted glass window, looking out of the window at the pitch black, as if there was a whirlpool rolling in the sky.

At this moment, the canopy has completely darkened, and it has entered the night.

It stands to reason that today should have been a quiet night as usual, but today is an exception.

Tonight's martial soul city is rarely blowing a strong wind, the trees planted in the city are blown by the strong wind blowing a lot of bent trunks, no pedestrians who have no strength dare not wander outside at all, even their guards patrolling the city of the martial soul hall were also blown a little unstable in this wind, and they had to use their soul power to stabilize their figures.

The vision in Wuhun City naturally couldn't hide it from him, but he didn't come this time not only to prevent Bibi Dong from being unfavorable to the child after giving birth to the child or using other tricks and feet, but also because of ......

"Boom-"

A brilliant gold bloomed in the middle of the tumbling ink, like a doji hanging above the snowy night, so dazzling and dazzling, you can't even notice it.

Because the brilliant golden light is still getting bigger, surging like a sea tide, the entire Wuhun City shrouded in night seems to usher in daylight, whether it is in the house or on the street, people unconsciously cast their eyes towards the bright gold.

"Grandpa, what's that?" There was only that touch of gold left in Qianyue's eyes.

Qiandaoliu's calm gaze suddenly rippled violently, and the look of horror in his eyes swayed, and almost instantly, he, the worship hall master of the Martial Spirit Hall and the Angel God Great Worship, knelt down on one knee and lowered his arrogant head in the direction of the increasingly brilliant golden streamer.

"Xiaoxue, kneel down, I've seen it with me... Angel Crown! ”

The last five words were pronounced out in an accentuated tone by Qiandaoliu, and Qianrenxue's little head was blank, and she subconsciously followed Qiandaoliu to kneel on the ground, and cast her eyes with admiration towards the white condensed in the light.

The long golden hair that shimmered was like condensing the light of the sun, brilliant and pure.

The moon-white dress is retro and sacred, the brilliant gold ornaments are solemn, and the six pure white wings have become the second brilliant color in this long night.

"It's not... The symbol of the Soul Palace... Angel idols? ”

"Martial Soul? Wrong... I didn't feel any fluctuations in my soul power, and... I can't see what He looks like! ”

In the vast and holy light, someone murmured, and the next second was a sincere and fearful prostration, and the words of praise of the angelic gods were reverently reverent, or they prayed to the gods.

The huge power of faith of the believers gathered, and the angel god who appeared in the void lowered his eyes, full of compassion and divine gaze, so that all the people in Wuhun City lowered their heads, not daring to meet the gaze of the gods.

But there was only one person, who raised his head with a feeling in the eyes of this god, and watched the god he worshiped raise his hand, and a brilliant golden star flew out of his palm, flying towards one of the side halls of the martial soul where they were!

"Whew-"

The golden stars swept straight through the thousand streams, but they did not stir up the slightest ripples, and even the maids who were still busy and full of newborns did not react, as if they did not see the stars flying in, in the stunned gaze of the thousand streams, the golden light gradually dimmed, and in the room, the maid's exclamation sounded-

"It's out, it's out! It's a little young lady! ”

Qian Lingxue raised her head suddenly, her face was happy, her eyes were bright, and she cheered unconsciously: "Grandpa, I have a sister!" Grandpa, you... Grandfather? ”

She looked at Qiandaoliu who was standing at her side in confusion, but her shoulders were a little trembling.

Outside the window, the gold and white that illuminated the whole night had dissipated at some point, and the wind had stopped the hustle and bustle, returning to the once peaceful night.

But people's hearts were boiling because of the miracle tonight.

——Digression——

Kaiwen! This time take the Wuhun Hall position. I have to say, Douluo is really brainless, it's too miserable, he struggles desperately but he delivers food to the protagonist, Wuhun Hall is so wronged, and Mo Carp likes Qianrenxue a lot, hey.

[Reminder for this article:

(1) This article belongs to the female frequency article, the joy of the article, and the unconventional slap in the face.

I want to see the protagonist go in and grab the original protagonist's opportunity without brains, deliberately crush the protagonist or anything, it's all the guest officers who describe the positions of the two sides, and compete openly.

Don't take the evidence! OOC belongs to me.,Asking is private.,Unless it's a bug!

(2) The cp may be dismantled, but it is not for the heroine, but I feel that some characters can live better, and deliberately smear and raise the bar to fork out.

(3) The female goose cp is uncertain, and it may be unique throughout the whole process, depending on the situation.

(4) This article takes the road of building the Wuhun Palace, and there may be bugs in the first attempt at serious construction, welcome to make suggestions~

(5) Don't step on it, don't lead the war, quality you, me and him. Speech is your freedom, but how I manage the comment section is my freedom.

(6) The long paragraph of digression after entering V is the number of words after the supplement, and will not be included in the charge. 】

Finally, he held a sign and begged the cuties not to raise the article in the early stage, and the QAQ who was not well developed and would be cut in half would punch in every day!