The majesty of the Son of Kun is terrifying and unfathomable, like a natural disaster, and all things in Qiankun are surrendered.

Zhang Hongyi is like an ant lying on a leaf in the turbulent waves, which may perish at any time.

In the overwhelming pressure, Zhang Hongyi did not give in.

His spine is straighter!

His head is even more high!

The bones of his whole body creaked, and he still gritted his teeth.

Kun Shenzi's eyes showed a little appreciation, Zhang Hongyi's tenacious and unyielding quality was recognized by him, and Kun Shenzi forgave Zhang Hongyi's recklessness.

"Don't make an example! This time you'll be given special permission for two hours!

Kun Shenzi waved his hand, the space was dislocated, and Zhang Hongyi appeared at the gate of the Central Chamber.

Zhang Hongyi can clearly sense the changes in the space around him.

Compared with Wujizi, Kun Shenzi's methods have a little more pyrotechnics, and another important reason is that Zhang Hongyi is also much stronger than before, and he can see more mysteries from the process of Kun Shenzi's shot.

At this time, Zhang Hongyi no longer cared about studying the mysteries of space, he hurriedly returned to his residence, and through the virtual reality technology of the Qiankun Spirit Network, he directly projected to Yonglingyue's side.

Just after giving birth, Yong Lingyue, who was lying on the bed, cried with joy when she saw Zhang Hongyi suddenly appear.

Zhang Hongyi immediately wiped away the tears on Yonglingyue's face and kissed her on the forehead several times in a row.

Miao Miaoren, who had been taking care of Yongling Yue beside her, was a little surprised, and pouted and said, "You can't favor one over the other, I want it too!"

"Good! good!"

Zhang Hongyi smiled and hugged Miao Miaoren into his arms and smacked her red lips.

At this time, the doctor who delivered the baby picked up the child who had cleaned up the body and wrapped it and handed it to Zhang Hongyi.

Zhang Hongyi's excited body trembled a little, his mouth was slightly open, and he just looked at the child in his arms quietly, unable to say a word for a long time.

The newborn child's face is wrinkled, but he can see that his facial features are very delicate and beautiful, and he must be a handsome guy in the future.

"This is my child!

Zhang Hongyi felt the blood connection in that nature, and muttered to himself.

Yongling Yue, who was lying on the bed, sneered, she hadn't seen Zhang Hongyi so helpless for many years.

She remembered the first time they met after Zhang Hongyi graduated from university, and everything was as vivid as yesterday.

Miao Miaoren saw Zhang Hongyi so excited and happy, and couldn't help touching her belly, she was thinking that after her child was born, Zhang Hongyi would definitely be so happy.

However, Miao Miaoren has an immortal bloodline, and in order to allow the child in her belly to obtain a purer and more powerful bloodline, her gestation time will exceed that of ordinary people for several months.

Zhang Hongyi's current cultivation is already at the critical point of breaking through the foundation building realm, his sense is extremely keen, and the breath on Miao Miao's body has not escaped his soul and mind.

Zhang Hongyi put the child next to Yonglingyue.

Yong Lingyue's face was gentle, her eyes looked at her child intently, and her mother's love was overflowing.

"Sister Miaoren, won't you give me an explanation?"

Zhang Hongyi's sudden question made Miao Miaoren stunned, and Yonglingyue's attention was also attracted.

"I, I ......"

Miao Miaoren saw Zhang Hongyi staring at his stomach, and his face turned pale suddenly.

Most people are pregnant in September, to be precise, it should be nine months and ten days, and it takes sixteen months for her to be pregnant, at this time she is not pregnant, and she still can't see that she is pregnant from her appearance.

If calculated normally, her current situation is like an ordinary person who is two months and twenty days pregnant.

This situation can't be explained clearly at all, Zhang Hongyi will definitely think that she is behind her back......

The more Miao Miaoren thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her lips lost their blood.

"Sister Miaoren, don't be like this! You misunderstood me, I can be sure that the child in your womb is mine, but your pregnancy is very wrong!"

Zhang Hongyi hurriedly hugged Miao Miaoren into his arms again and comforted him.

"Hongyi, do you believe me, I won't ......"

"Fool, how could I not believe you?"

"Woo! woo...... Miao Miaoren cried: "I...... I have an immortal bloodline, I was sixteen months pregnant, I just found out that I was pregnant, I wanted to tell you, but you are in the abyss battlefield, I can't contact you at all!"

"I understand! I understand! I never doubted you! I know best what kind of person you are!"

Zhang Hongyi stroked Miao Miaoren's back and soothed her emotions.

Zhang Hongyi trusts Miao Miaoren so much that he does not have the slightest doubt about Miao Miaoren, mainly because he can clearly sense that the child in Miao Miaoren's belly is indeed his own blood.

He couldn't help but ask himself, if he didn't have such a powerful sensing ability, would he still trust Miao Miaoren so unconditionally?

Zhang Hongyi will analyze and introspect his heart all the time, which will make him understand his heart better, and his love for the two beauties will be more unforgettable.

Zhang Hongyi hugged Miao Miaoren and Yongling Yue in his arms, and the three of them looked at the infant child with doting.

"Hongyi, give the child a name!"

"Boy, I hope he has a peaceful life, so let's call him Zhang Yongan! Sister Miaoren, the girl in your belly is called Zhang Kexin! You four are my treasures. ”

They hugged each other like this, endless love words, and inseparable love was pervasive.

The time of two hours was too short, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Hongyi's projection was about to dissipate, and he exchanged the 400,000 battle merit points into Bei Zhu through the Qiankun Spirit Net, and transferred them to Miao Miao and Yongling Yue, so that they and the children had sufficient cultivation resources.

Parting is poetry,

But there is no infinite concern.

Parting is wine,

But the attachment in the unhappiness.

Parting is a song,

But he can't sing the acacia that goes to the bones.

After the meeting, Zhang Hongyi sat in the cultivation room and kept reminiscing, his lover and children were the softest piece in his heart, and Zhang Hongyi could give everything for them.

At this moment, Zhang Hongyi didn't have any cultivation, he made a cup of tea and sat there quietly with his thoughts.

The various negative news that belittled Zhang Hongyi circulating in the Trapped Immortal City also decreased a lot in a short period of time.

Zhang Hongyi's combat effectiveness when he broke into the residence of the Divine Son of Kun shocked everyone, and no one wanted to really offend such a powerful demonic genius.

In a small courtyard near the east gate of Trapped Immortal City, the water at the bottom of a deep well was surging, and a sarcophagus floated up.

The sarcophagus opened, and Wang Changsheng's body walked out.

He put on a spiritual mask, and Shi Shiran walked out of the Trapped Immortal City.

Outside the city, the white-robed monk dressed as a red dust immortal has been waiting for a long time.

Wang Changsheng looked back at the trapped immortal city, and suppressed his incomparable hatred for Zhang Hongyi in his heart, he was secretly ruthless, and he must make Zhang Hongyi pay a heavy price.

(End of chapter)