Chapter 120 The Second Daughter's Special Physique (22)
What?
The tsundere concubine is about to give birth?
When Chen An heard the news, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
After reacting the next moment, he immediately raised his sword with a thought, burst out at a speed comparable to the speed of sound, and disappeared instantly.
The casual cultivators in Xiafang City were stunned.
what's the situation?
When did there become such a powerful casual cultivator in Baicao Lane?
"Damn it!"
"This person is so powerful, why didn't he help Daoyou Chen when his booth was smashed just now?"
"How impersonal!"
Among the crowd, some casual cultivator with a hot temper cursed a few times.
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Baicao Lane.
House No. 8, South Lane.
Chen An quickly lowered the sword, and before the sword hit the ground, he couldn't wait to jump off the sword, and rushed into the house in three steps at a time.
"Husband, Sister Wen's water broke just now, and now she is giving birth in the room."
In the hall, seeing Chen An hurried back from the outside, Gu Xinyue immediately informed him of the current situation.
After hearing this, Chen An didn't care to say anything, and walked straight to Wen Zhiyun's room.
Just as he was about to approach the door, Wen Zhiyun's stopping sound came from inside.
"Husband, don't come in, and you are not allowed to use your spiritual sense to probe, or I will never end with you..."
Her voice was a little weak, and there was a little bit of pain in it. It could be heard that she was in great pain at the moment.
It’s the same as the previous Ying’er, afraid of death. I saw her ugly appearance when she gave birth...
Chen An felt helpless, but he could only choose to obey Wen Zhiyun, and replied: "Well, my husband listens to Yun'er. If my husband doesn't come in, he won't spread his spiritual sense to peep. My husband will guard you outside the door."
The voice just fell.
Song Huaying's voice came from inside the room.
"Sister Wen, take a deep breath."
"Come."
"one."
"two."
"three."
"Strength!"
"Ah, ah, it hurts!"
Wen Zhiyun's voice was full of pain, and one could tell that it was torture.
Chen An was very worried about her, but he couldn't help her much, so he could only keep pacing back and forth outside the door.
When he walked up to Gu Xinyue, he couldn't help asking, "Yue'er, is it so painful for a fairy to give birth?"
"Husband, I don't know about this either, I haven't had a child yet..."
After speaking, Gu Xinyue's voice suddenly became lost.
Song Huaying has given birth to a child.
Wen Zhiyun is giving birth.
But her stomach didn't move.
She felt very anxious about this.
If after some time, even Shen Qingyi who came last is pregnant, then she might be depressed on the spot.
Seeing Gu Xinyue's suddenly disappointed face, Chen An knew that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.
He didn't know what to say to comfort her, but he just took a step forward and hugged Gu Xinyue into his arms, stroking her head tenderly.
A blink of an eye.
More than an hour has passed.
Wen Zhiyun is still alive.
The baby in the womb never came out.
Chen An outside the door was a little anxious, worried that Wen Zhiyun would have a difficult delivery.
He didn't know what would happen if a fairy in the late stage of Qi refining had dystocia.
But certainly not a good thing.
"Crack—"
Wen Zhiyun's room door opened.
Song Huaying brought out a copper basin full of dirty water from inside, looked at Gu Xinyue and said, "Sister Gu, please go and change a basin of clean water."
"Well, I'm going now."
Gu Xinyue nodded, took the copper basin, turned around and went to the bathroom.
Chen An looked at Song Huaying worriedly, and asked, "Ying'er, how is sister Wen Wen?"
"Husband, don't worry, Sister Shen has been watching over with her spiritual sense, everything will be fine."
Song Huaying said profusely.
Delivering a baby to a fairy in the late stage of Qi refining is very exhausting for her as a mortal girl.
soon.
Gu Xinyue came back with a basin of clear water.
Song Huaying said "Sister Gu has worked hard".
Immediately after taking the copper basin, she closed the door and continued to deliver Wen Zhiyun.
In a blink of an eye.
Another hour passed.
Wen Zhiyun is still alive.
Chen An was in a hurry, and couldn't help but spread his consciousness to see what was going on with Wen Zhiyun inside, why the baby in his womb couldn't be born after so long.
But as soon as the consciousness diverged, Shen Qingyi's voice came from the room:
As soon as the words fell, Wen Zhiyun's weaker voice than before came from the room:
"Chen, you... If you dare to peek, you will never get along with me again, I won't touch you..."
"Okay, okay, don't watch it for your husband, Yun'er, you can concentrate on having a baby and stop being distracted."
Chen An hurriedly spoke to comfort him.
Next.
Another hour passed.
Wen Zhiyun is still alive.
Another hour passed.
is still alive.
An hour passed non-stop like this.
Until the next day is light.
There was a loud cry of a baby in the room.
"Whoa... whoa... whoa!"
"gave birth!"
"Husband, sister Wen is born!"
"It's a girl!"
Song Huaying's excited voice came from inside the room.
In addition to excitement, there is also a sense of accomplishment in it.
This delivery was too difficult.
It took almost a day to deliver the baby.
Not easy.
In other words, fairies are special, and their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary women.
If she were a mortal woman, she would have died of dystocia.
Directly one child, two lives.
"Yun'er, can you come in now?"
Outside the door, Chen An was very excited when he heard the baby crying from the room, but he didn't rush in, but asked Wen Zhiyun's opinion first.
Wen Zhiyun is exhausted now, she just wants to close her eyes and have a good sleep, so she said in a tired voice, "Well, come in~"
"Crack—"
Chen An immediately pushed the door open and entered.
He resisted the urge not to go to see the child first, came to the bedside and sat down immediately, took Wen Zhiyun's slender hand and held it, and said with a distressed face: "Yun'er, you have worked hard."
"It was very hard work." Wen Zhiyun's breathing was still a little disordered, her body was dripping with sweat, and her voice was weak and feeble: "In order to give birth to this child for you, I suffered a lot. You must treat me well in the future."
"Yun'er, what you said is that my husband has always treated you well."
While wiping Wen Zhiyun's sweat, Chen An said with a loving smile.
Wen Zhiyun felt his gentle wiping, and said in a delicate voice: "It's not enough, I want you to treat me better in the future."
"Don't say it's doubled, it's ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, and a thousand times. I promise you the same as a husband."
"Look at your virtue, you are just a liar."
Wen Zhiyun rolled her eyes gracefully, and said with a grumpy face.
At this time, Song Huaying carried the baby in her arms and said with a smile on her face, "Husband, Sister Wen, it's a girl."
"Come on, Yinger, give the child a hug for my husband."
"Husband, you have to hug gently."
"My husband knows."
Chen An said as he hugged his newborn daughter, and took a closer look. His skin was dry, and he couldn't tell whether it was good-looking or not.
However, newborn children are like this.
This is normal.
Even the children of fairies in the late stage of Qi refining are no exception.
"Husband, bring me here and let me have a look."
Wen Zhiyun tugged at the hem of Chen An's clothes, motioning for him to bring his daughter over.
Chen An did as she did, and carried her daughter in front of her.
"This little guy is chubby, no wonder I was born so hard."
Wen Zhiyun looked at the baby daughter in the swaddle, and found that the daughter was much bigger than the average newborn baby. Except for the wrinkled skin, the little body was covered with flesh.
Gu Xinyue also noticed this, and said out of rare curiosity: "Sister Wen, the child looks so fleshy."
Chen An said with a smile: "You look good, I think my precious daughter's qualifications are definitely not simple."
"Husband, stop smirking, and check your daughter's spiritual root quickly."
Wen Zhiyun urged Chen An by pulling at his clothes.
Chen An just wanted to say yes, when Shen Qingyi, who was wearing a white brocade jacket and had soft long hair draped over his shoulders, took the lead and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, I have just tested the child's spiritual root, and his cultivation qualifications are very good. It is the dominant three spiritual roots of gold, fire and earth."
It turned out to be the dominant three spiritual roots!
Wen Zhiyun was overjoyed upon hearing these five words.
She looked at Chen An excitedly and said: "Husband, it is the dominant three spiritual roots, and our daughter is the dominant three spiritual roots!"
Chen An was also very excited: "It's actually the dominant three spiritual roots, genius! This is it!"
In this regard, in the world of cultivating immortals, the more dominant spiritual roots, the higher the talent.
Because there are more spiritual roots, it means that you can absorb more types of spiritual energy, and you can get twice the result with half the effort when practicing.
At the same time, you can learn more spells and improve your strength.
Just when Chen An was excited.
A prompt popped up out of nowhere in front of his eyes.
【Your wife Wen Zhiyun gave birth to a daughter with a special physique after going through untold hardships. She will be rewarded with a mysterious gift box. 】
Special constitution?
More than just the dominant three spiritual roots?
Chen An looked at the prompt message in front of him, and was stunned for a while.
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(end of this chapter)