The little devil is born
Jian Zhen was very satisfied after buying the red string figurine.
In his mind, they had already given each other gifts. Ye Jisheng gave him a red rope figurine, and he gave Ye Jisheng a picture of mandarin ducks he had drawn. Although the process seemed a bit tortuous, Xiaocao himself was very satisfied.
The two men went to the place where tiger-head shoes were sold again.
Jian Zhen picked out two pairs of shoes and said, "Boss, how much are these two pairs of shoes for?"
The stall owner was an old lady in the town. She looked at the two people and said with a smile, "You two have brought good fortune and luck to our Muyu Town. How can I accept your money?"
Jian Zhen said, "It's one thing for one thing. It's not easy for you to make shoes, and these shoes are very sturdy and beautiful."
The old lady was very happy to be praised for her shoes and said, "Of course, these are the shoes I made myself. From my son to my grandson, they all grew up wearing these shoes."
The old man has both children and grandchildren.
But Jane Zhen only saw a thin little boy standing alone next to the old man.
This drought took away many people.
Jian Zhen retracted her gaze and said to Ye Jisheng, "This craft is not common. Let's buy more. The baby grows fast anyway, so it's good to buy more shoes of different sizes to change them."
Ye Jisheng nodded. The Demon Lord did not comment on Jian Zhen’s plans for the child.
So finally.
While others were chatting about love, Jian Zhen dragged Ye Jisheng to buy a whole box of children's clothes and daily necessities, almost taking over the old lady's stall. The old lady also received a considerable sum of money, which was enough to buy a lot of things for her grandson. Everyone was happy.
As the night deepened, the two returned to the mansion.
Jian Zhen collapsed on the bed and said softly, "I'm so tired."
Ye Jisheng put the box aside and said, "Rest if you are tired. In two days, on the full moon night, you will come back to the demon clan with me."
Jane really said, "So fast."
If you calculate the time, it's almost time. The baby in his belly is almost eight months old, and will be born in another one or two months. Time seems to have passed in the blink of an eye.
Jian Zhen looked at the moonlight outside the window and thought, "When the baby is born, we can bring him back to play."
Ye Jisheng said, "Do you want to scare them to death?"
Jian Zhen blinked in confusion: "Huh?"
"A hundred years for the human race is just a blink of an eye." Ye Jisheng said calmly, "Even if it's ten or twenty years, the changes are like the sea. If you bring your child back with you and your appearance remains unchanged, won't you scare them to death?"
Jian Zhen vaguely felt that what the Demon Lord said seemed to be right.
Even if he can change his appearance, the baby can't.
By then, when the old man and Xu Youcai find that their appearance has not changed and their baby is different from ordinary people, won’t they still have to call that Taoist Master Shen Ji to come and get rid of the monster?
Jian Zhen hugged the pillow on the bed and said, "Then I can only come secretly. Maybe I can see Xu Youcai and his family get married and have a baby."
Ye Jisheng smiled slowly and said, "If you want to see, you can also see his future eighteen generations."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Boss, you are so humorous.
Xiaocao, who was tired from shopping, felt sleepy after chatting for a few minutes and fell asleep on the bed in a short while.
After waking up the next day, they began to prepare to return to the Demon Clan. Of course, they could only tell others that they were going back to the capital. The people in the town were reluctant to let them go, especially the old man.
Xu Youcai pulled Jian Zhen and said, "Remember to come back often."
Jian Zhen thought of what the Demon God said last night, and thought to herself, don't worry, I will definitely come back often, after all, even your future eighteen generations can always watch over you.
It's not just the uncles.
Although Jian Zhen did not mention the housekeeper and others in the house, Ye Jisheng had already made arrangements and gave everyone travel expenses, so that at least they would not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of their lives.
After everything is arranged.
When night fell and everyone in the village fell asleep, Ye Jisheng took Jian Zhen out of the house where they had lived for nearly two months and called Fenghuang to leave.
It was two days later when I returned to the Demon Tribe.
Jian Zhen returned to her cloud bed and felt as if it was just another day.
Ye Jisheng said: "You take a rest, I have something to deal with."
Jane nodded and said, "Okay."
The Lord Demon has not been back for such a long time and he does have to deal with a bunch of trivial matters that the demons have piled up. Jian Zhen understands this quite well. This may be the responsibility that the king needs to bear.
The grass is glad that it is just a blade of grass.
The grass has no worries. It just wants to eat well and sleep well.
Xianyu Xiaocao lay down on the bed and fell asleep, and slept until noon the next day.
Ye Jisheng hasn't come back much since waking up. During this period, he often goes out and spends most of his time in seclusion practicing and healing. It seems that he was indeed seriously injured when he was with the immortal clan.
It is worth being happy about.
Jian Zhen met Yan Ji again, and he attached great importance to this friend with whom he had a deep relationship.
Yan Ji was also happy to see him, and hurriedly said, "My Lord, you are finally back!"
I haven't seen Yan Ji for a while and she looks the same as before. She still likes to wear a red dress, like a bright red flower in full bloom, standing in the world, bright and flamboyant.
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I also brought you a gift."
Yan Ji came over: "What is it?"
Jian Zhencong took out a pure wooden comb with a rounded shape from his box: "This is made by the local villagers themselves. The wood is ancient sandalwood, which is good for calming the mind and nourishing the heart. I remember you like combing your hair very much."
Yan Ji said with a delighted look on her face: "Great! I heard that the hidden clan in the South China Sea are believers of God. Their things must have mysterious powers, right?"
Jian Zhen: “…”
I don't know how to explain this to you.
However, the human race is indeed a powerful yet mysterious nation.
Xiaocao could only nod seriously.
Yan Ji carefully put it away, then looked at Jian Zhen's already round belly and asked softly, "Will we be able to see the little prince soon?"
Jian Zhen touched her belly and said, "That should be it."
Apart from anything else, his pregnancy reaction was not that severe during this time among the human race, and he could feel that the baby was growing up healthily.
Yan Ji took the initiative to say: "Then shouldn't the Lord instruct the people below to prepare a bracelet for the little prince?"
Jane Zhen asked, "What is that?"
"It's a custom of our demon tribe." Yan Ji took the initiative to explain: "When the child is born, parents must use our Teng branches to make a ring bracelet. Teng branches are the mascots of our demon tribe, representing everything going well. It is a good blessing and will accompany the child throughout his life. You see, that's it!"
Jian Zhen came closer and saw the black bracelet on Yan Ji's wrist. It was round and smooth. He sighed: "It's really beautiful."
Yan Ji smiled and said, "Your Majesty can also weave one for your Highness. You only need to inject a drop of your blood and then inject the blood of Lord Mo Zun, and the bracelet will be made. It will protect your Highness."
Jian Zhen nodded and said, "Okay, but I don't know how to make it up."
Yan Ji said: "I can teach you."
Jane was really happy: "Okay."
In fact, he didn't really like these handicrafts before. For Jian Zhen, a lazy man, he would never stand if he could lie down. But when he thought that he could pray for his children, he felt that it was all worth it.
therefore.
When the Demon God came back from outside at night, he saw someone sitting in front of the table, conscientiously weaving rattan branches.
Ye Jisheng came over and stood beside the table and asked, "Who taught you how to do it?"
Jian Zhen put down the vine branch in her hand and said, "Yan Ji told me. She said that all you demons will prepare it for the baby."
Ye Jisheng looked at the things on the table and sat down. He played with a few branches with his slender hands and put them down again. He said calmly, "Well, there is such a saying."
Jian Zhen suddenly realized what was going on. He asked, "What about your bracelet? Why have I never seen it before? Is it because you are a god that you don't have it?"
Ye Jisheng said: "I don't have it."
Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment. He was a little unresponsive. This so-called "nothing" meant that he had no bracelet because of his body, or was it due to other reasons?
“There are also different kinds of gods in this world.” Ye Jisheng might be in a good mood today. He sat lazily on the chair and explained to him, “There are gods with innate divine bodies, and there are more gods who have transformed through transcending tribulations.”
Jian Zhen realized: "Is the baby in my belly a congenital divine body?"
Ye Jisheng nodded and said, "From ancient times to now, there have only been two gods with innate divine bodies born into the world. One is the immortal race's natural god Hongchuan, the ancestor, and the other one..."
Jane was really curious: "Who is it?"
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and said lightly: "In your belly."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Xiaocao was a little stunned.
At this moment, he felt somewhat real that the baby in his belly was so unusual.
but.
Jian Zhen quickly asked curiously, "Why are there so few Sons of God?"
Ye Jisheng said: "Whenever a god descends to the world, there will be strange phenomena and heavenly tribulations. If a cultivator who has cultivated to the Spiritualization Stage has the power to survive the tribulation, then he still has the power to survive the tribulation. If it is a young child..."
Jian Zhen blurted out: "Isn't it very dangerous?"
Ye Jisheng nodded and said slowly: "Yeah."
Jian Zhen suddenly panicked, his heart beat faster, and even the vine branch in his hand fell on the table. His hand subconsciously fell on his belly. Although he didn't really want a child before, the baby is now seven or eight months old, and he has already developed feelings for the baby in his belly. Although he has not survived the heavenly tribulation, he knows that it would be a very terrifying thing.
The grass was a little scared.
Jane really said: "Will the baby be okay?"
Ye Jisheng reminded him: "You should worry about whether you will be okay."
When encountering danger, the first thing he did was not to worry about his own safety. The Demon Lord rarely meets such people, and he never thought that such a fool would be by his side.
Jian Zhen tightly grasped the vine branch: "You, why have you never told me?"
Ye Jisheng's face was calm. He threw the branch he was playing with back on the table and said calmly, "What are you afraid of? It's just a mere heavenly tribulation. With me here, it can't hurt you."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Perhaps this god is the only one in this world who does not take the heavenly calamity seriously.
But the grass was really not afraid anymore.
He touched his belly, and coincidentally the baby in his belly kicked him. It was a naughty kick, as if in play. Jane could really feel the little guy's emotions. Should we say that they are worthy of being Ye Jisheng's children? Both of them are brave.
In the evening.
The high priest came to check Jian Zhen's pulse and said, "My Lord, your blood and qi are much better than before, and the little prince is also very healthy. All you need to do next is wait for the birth date."
Jian Zhen nodded gently and said, "Thank you, Master Priest."
The high priest smiled and said, "You are so polite, my lord. It is my duty to do my best for you and my lord."
During this period, Ye Jisheng was hardly seen during the day. The man would only appear very late at night. Jian Zhen had become accustomed to his company every night. He could only fall asleep after Ye Jisheng came back.
Jian Zhen asked the high priest, "Master priest, Ye Jisheng has been leaving early and returning late recently. He is healing so seriously because he wants to protect the child from the calamity, right?"
The high priest paused, looking embarrassed.
Jian Zhen already had an idea in her mind.
In fact, many times, the answer is already there. The baby he is carrying lives a carefree life every day because someone has already shielded him from all the storms.
Jian Zhen asked, "Master Priest, will this calamity be very dangerous? Is there anything I can do?"
The high priest immediately bowed and replied, "My Lord, you don't need to do anything. You have given birth to the little prince for our demon clan, which is a favor to the entire demon clan. When the divine body descends to the world, it will usher in a heavenly calamity. At that time, all the elders of our demon clan will gather in the Demon Palace to protect you and your Lord, and you don't need to worry about anything."
Jane really knew how dangerous this matter was.
but.
From the high priest's words, Xiao Cao had something else to be curious about. He asked, "If all gods who come to the world will be punished by heaven, then for someone like Ye Jisheng who cultivated to become a god after birth, will there be no problems when he is born?"
The high priest hesitated for a moment and replied, "That's not entirely true."
Jian Zhen asked: "How do you say it?"
"Although His Highness the Demon God became a god through cultivation, his fate was already blessed with divine luck." The high priest said, "The Demon Lord's father died young. It is rumored that he was born with a strange appearance. Not long after he was born, his mother died. At that time, the status of the demons in the Three Realms was humble. The Demon Lord had no father or mother since he was young, and was sold to the Immortal Clan's Lingshan as a slave."
Jian Zhen's eyes widened, and the vine branch in his hand trembled. He asked, "Immortal Clan?"
The chief priest nodded and said, "I am a priest of the demon clan, so I will not remember these things wrongly. Your Majesty's life before he passed the Spiritual Transformation Stage was extremely difficult..."
Jian Zhen suddenly felt a little dazed and recalled one day when she was in the hot spring pool.
Ye Jisheng once said: "If I were not the chosen one, anyone else would be respected by the Demon Lord."
In the human house in the South China Sea.
Ye Jisheng answered his question by saying, "I have never thought about having offspring. It is enough for all this to end in this generation."
One day he began to learn how to weave bracelets.
Ye Jisheng said in a nonchalant tone: "I have never had this thing."
At that time.
Jian Zhen still couldn't understand what he said. She just thought he had a weird temper and was just like that by nature.
Until now, after learning the whole story, Jian Zhen finally understood what Ye Jisheng said. Perhaps being born with a divine nature and being able to ascend to heaven is a blessing for anyone, but this is not what Ye Jisheng wanted. He never cared about being the supreme being of the Three Realms. These things were like shackles on him, causing him to lose a lot.
His parents died early, and he has never had the bracelet that all demons have.
Don't want children.
Because he wanted to end all the suffering here, and even so, after he unexpectedly became pregnant, he never told himself about the pressure. The sound of the night was like the thick and heavy night, blocking out everything.
The high priest consoled him, "My Lord, are you angry that His Majesty did not inform you in advance? Don't worry, His Majesty will definitely protect you and the little prince..."
Jian Zhen came back to his senses from his thoughts. He smiled gently, his eyes clear and bright, reflecting the figure of the high priest clearly, full of magnanimity, without the slightest fear.
The indifferent posture seems as if the world and the laws of nature are just passing clouds.
Jane said, "I'm not worried."
The high priest was stunned. The last person who showed such an indifferent expression towards the heavenly calamity was the devil.
Jian Zhen said, "In fact, even if he had told me earlier, I would not give up the child. I guess he didn't want to tell me in advance because he was afraid that I would be frightened too early. He knew that I would definitely not give up the child, but he didn't want me to worry too much. But it is true. I think that since this little life has come into this world, no one can deprive it of the opportunity to live, not the immortals, not the heavens, and not anyone else."
It was because of the two hundred years that he transformed.
It was because he was seriously ill and died early in his previous life.
That’s why life is so precious, and that’s why it’s so difficult to live.
He will protect their child, Jian Zhen touched his belly and thought so, and at this moment, he was sure that Ye Jisheng thought so too.
Time flies by.
The baby in Jian Zhen's belly is gradually growing, and it's time for the little one to meet the world.
Just a few days ago, Jian Zhen was still a little worried, fearing that he would launch his attack on a full-moon night. However, the laws of nature seemed to have a spirit, and when the first red moon appeared in the sky, Jian Zhen felt pain in his lower abdomen.
The red moon casts a strange red light.
Jian Zhen was drinking Yu Lu at first, but his hands shook due to the pain and the whole bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Ye Jisheng came in from outside.
Jian Zhen's face turned pale. The next second, he was hugged by Ye Jisheng. Leaning in the man's arms, he tightly grasped the corner of Ye Jisheng's clothes and said, "I, I might be giving birth."
Ye Jisheng's face was very serious, and his red eyes were particularly clear.
In the night.
Jian Zhen could even see the faint mark of divine punishment on the man's body. Just when Jian Zhen was about to speak, a thunder suddenly exploded outside, and huge rolling clouds of thunder gathered from the sky. This was an unprecedented astronomical phenomenon. Thunder was faintly visible in the clouds, and gathered above the Demon Realm Mountain like a whirlpool of black pressure.
Thunder exploded in the sky, as if it was going to tear the entire sky into two.
Jian Zhen's heart tightened, and he said, "Is this... a heavenly calamity?"
The Son of God is about to be born, the heavenly calamity is coming, and the three realms are undergoing tremendous changes.
Ye Jisheng said calmly, "Just stay here and don't worry about anything else. I said nothing will happen to you, so nothing will happen to you."
This was the first time that Jian Zhen saw the arrival of a heavenly calamity.
Huge thunders seemed to tear the sky apart, rumbling sounds poured down like a torrential rain, and he felt pain in his lower abdomen. The whole Demon Palace was filled with strong winds, and dark clouds gathered at the point centered on the Demon Realm Mountain. All kinds of demons and ghosts appeared in the air and on the ground.
The sudden and drastic change in the sound shook the three realms.
Lingshan
The prophet elder stood in the Heavenly Questioning Pavilion, looking at the sky with lightning and thunder, and sighed heavily and said, "It's coming, it's finally coming, another demon god is coming to the world."
Behind him, a snow-white figure stood there.
The prophet elder said: "This is your last chance. The catastrophe is coming, and Ye Jisheng is resisting it alone. In addition, his old injuries have not healed yet, so he is at his weakest. Kill him, and the little demon god will not be a threat to you."
Fu Changhuan's hair was blown up in the night. He said, "Kill Ye Jisheng, and the calamity will fall on that child."
The Prophet Elder: “So what?”
Fu Changhuan's snow-like eyes were calm. He said, "The biological father of that child will die."
The prophet elder said with a serious expression: "Wangyou, do you really want to see two demon gods appear in the demon race? Do you know that this will cause chaos in the three realms in the future and how many innocent people will die?!"
Fu Changhuan said calmly, "The demon clan will not have two demon lords. Ye Jisheng's own heavenly tribulation will soon arrive. Half of his power has been sealed by the Conferred God Formation. Even if he is powerful, it is not enough for him to withstand two heavenly tribulations in one go. If he insists on keeping this child..."
Thunder roared in the sky, and huge lightning from the heavenly calamity tore through the sky and enveloped the sky above the demons in the distance.
The corner of Fu Changhuan's snow-white robe was raised, and his eyes were far-reaching, as if everything was finally settled: "Then, he will die."
Until then.
He could finally bring his fellow apprentice back to his side.
They will never be separated again
Demon World
Winds and clouds rose, and there was a violent storm outside the entire hall. A god was about to descend. The huge spiritual field attracted countless evil spirits from the three realms, and they rushed into the Demon Realm Mountain like crazy.
The black ghosts climbed up the mountain wall but were repelled by the formation. High up in the Demon Palace, all the elders and priests of the demon clan gathered in the formation and used their magic power to condense a protective formation.
“Boom!”
Thunderclaps fell from the sky, as if the Heaven was extremely dissatisfied and wanted to split the defense formation apart. A huge purple lightning bolt fell, and was about to hit the formation, but was swallowed up by the red soul fire that suddenly appeared in the air. The red soul fire did not go out in the thunderstorm, and the purple lightning was swallowed up by it, looking ostentatious and overbearing.
In the midst of the storm, a man in black robe stood in the middle.
The rain fell, but it didn't stain his clothes at all. There was even a hint of sarcasm on Ye Jisheng's handsome face. He raised his head, glanced at the dark clouds with thunder and lightning, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In the thick night with dark clouds covering the sky, the dazzling soul fire illuminated almost half of the sky.
Ye Jisheng did not dodge or evade, he just stood there, arrogant enough. Countless heavenly thunders were swallowed up and digested by the soul fire, but could not hurt the people in the hall at all. Heavenly thunders fell one after another, and soul fire spread everywhere, like blood flowers blooming in the night. The person standing in the middle, his black clothes seemed to be dyed red.
Inside the palace.
Jian was in so much pain that he wished he was dying. The thunder outside seemed to be right next to his ears, but the light from the burning red soul fire made him feel at ease. He was not alone, he was not alone. When he was in pain, there was another person who was also with him, sharing the suffering.
“Boom!”
There was another huge sound of lightning, and several thunders seemed to have finally raged and struck at the same time. Jian Zhen saw that the soul fire outside almost illuminated the entire sky, and his mind was blank.
In a trance.
He heard the child crying.
All the strength in Jian Zhen's body was gone at this moment. He sat up and saw tiny babies appearing on the cloud bed. They were very small, red all over, and crying with their mouths open.
But it's a miracle.
When Jane really reached out to touch him, the baby's crying stopped again.
The thunder outside stopped at some point along with the crying, but the heavy night still remained. The door of the hall was finally opened after losing its clamp and seal.
There was wind blowing in from outside.
Jian Zhen turned her head to look outside, and saw the mess on the ground, broken flower beds, corpses of ghosts and monsters all over the ground, blood flowing like a river, and a man standing in the middle of the hall.
Ye Jisheng's robe fluttered in the wind. The inside of the palace was clean and bright, but outside it was like hell on earth.
Jian Zhen's heart was beating like a drum, and he stood up gently.
But the next second when he was about to take a step, his legs lost strength and he fell to the ground. The slight sound seemed to alarm the people outside. Ye Jisheng stepped on the steps, walked up slowly and entered the hall.
Jane really looked up at him.
When Ye Jisheng's dark robe swept across the floor, it left a trail of blood.
The man walked slowly in front of him.
Ye Jisheng stretched out his slender, white hand, as if he wanted to touch Jian Zhen to pull him up, but when he was about to touch her, he stopped in mid-air, because blood was flowing down his slender, white fingertips.
Drops of blood fell on the floor.
Ye Jisheng withdrew his hand.
When he was about to turn around, Jian Zhen seemed to hear a sound of something breaking, and his brain that had been shutting down came back to its senses. He pounced into Ye Jisheng's arms. He was wearing a clean white shirt, but the moment he threw himself into Ye Jisheng's arms, it was stained red. He couldn't help but shed tears: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Jisheng wanted to push him away at first, but he found that the person in his arms was holding him too tightly and he couldn't push him away. The Demon God had no choice but to touch the hair of the person in his arms. His voice was a little hoarse and lazy: "How can you cry more than the one on the bed?"
The baby cried for a while after he was born, and then he stopped crying.
Jian Zhen was still crying, and he asked, "Are you going to die?"
Ye Jisheng casually used the Qingjing Jue to wash off some of the blood on his body, and said calmly: "My life is not that easy to lose, I just resisted a heavenly calamity."
But Jian Zhen couldn't help shedding tears when looking at the bloodstains on his body. How much blood must have been shed? The thick robes were soaked through. His spirit had been restored with great difficulty, and his complexion had also improved a lot, but now he was back to the state before liberation. He said he was just resisting a small calamity, but he suffered such a serious injury. When she thought of this, Jian Zhen wanted to cry again.
Ye Jisheng said: "Don't worry, if I could die so easily, those old guys in the Three Realms wouldn't have to suffer sleepless nights and worry every day for tens of millions of years."
Jane was really amused by him and wanted to laugh.
Why is this person always like this? No matter what happens, he always downplays it, as if he wouldn't show any emotion even if the sky fell.
Xiaocao got angry and glared at him angrily.
Seeing that he finally smiled, Ye Jisheng said, "Go back to bed, don't catch a cold."
Jian Zhen finally put his heart at ease when he saw that he seemed to be fine. He regained some strength, looked at the baby on the bed, and said with some surprise: "He's not crying!"
Ye Jisheng watched Jian Zhen wrap the baby in a small quilt.
Jian Zhen held the little baby in her arms, looked up at Ye Jisheng and said with emotion: "It's amazing, I actually gave birth to a human being."
Ye Jisheng: "..."
It's rare for the Demon Lord to remain silent.
While the two were talking, the little boy opened his eyes. His black pupils seemed like the purest obsidian. He looked at the two people standing in front of him, very well-behaved.
Jane was really surprised: "He can move!"
Ye Jisheng nodded and watched quietly. The Demon God concluded: "Why is it so red?"
Jian Zhen would not allow him to say bad things about the baby, so she quickly corrected him by saying, "His skin is still tender, he should be fine in two days."
Ye Jisheng nodded lightly. He didn't want his child to be like himself. He hoped that his child would be like the grass in his own garden, white, tender and cute. That would be the best.
Jane really remembered, and he said, "It seems that we haven't named the child yet."
Ye Jisheng's eyes fell on the little kid, and he said, "According to the rules of the demon clan, his official name must be included in the clan temple. He is also born with a divine body, and the demon gods of the demon clan will have a seal. But his nickname is fine, so you can choose it."
Jian Zhen was stunned and said, "Shall I choose the name?"
Lord Ye Jisheng nodded indifferently and said lightly: "Yeah."
Jian Zhen didn't expect to come here by himself. He held the baby in his arms, thought for a while and said, "It was not easy for him to be born. He also encountered a natural disaster. It was a night with a red moon and a thunderstorm. Look, he didn't cry or make a fuss. His eyes are so black and his body is so red..."
Silence.
A flash of inspiration!
The name of the future Supreme of the Three Realms, the almighty demon god who would terrify people for tens of millions of years, appeared.
Jian Zhen's eyes sparkled. He slammed the table and said to Ye Jisheng, "Why not just call him Xiao Hong!"
Ye Jisheng glanced at the child, thought about it, after all, he was his own son, and decided to save him one last time. He said calmly: "Why don't you ask him?"
Jian Zhen looked down at the little baby who was looking at him with his dark eyes, and smiled sweetly. He said softly, "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, do you like this name?"
The little baby in her arms moved and shook her tender little arms.
Just as Jian Zhen showed a pleasantly surprised smile and just looked up to say, "Look, he likes this name..."
Jane Zhen hadn't finished speaking yet.
The Demon God's Temple erupted with an astonishing, unprecedented baby-like crying sound.
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