Douluo Calendar, August 8, 1998.

The Temple of War Spirit, the Temple of the Pope.

Bibidong gave birth to a child, named Qian Renxue.

At night, Bibi Dong quietly reminded the baby in his ear: "Child, remember, your real name is Song Xueer! Remember!"

"Your cruel father, your child was born, and he didn't even come back to see him..."

Although he complained, Bibi Dong knew that Song Wuxin had lost all his cultivation in order to save her.

At this time, even if he really wanted to come, she would not agree.

Qian Renxue became pregnant after Ning Rongrong, but was born first.

The current pope gave birth to a child, and the entire Wuhun Hall celebrated with joy.

Qian Daoliu is still in seclusion.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong are still experiencing the sword.

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In the same year, Douluo Calendar December 12, 1998.

Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect, midnight.

Lixiang Pavilion.

With a cry of wow, a little girl was born.

Ning Rongrong, born!

"Quick! Hurry! Let me see!"

Ning Fengzhi took his daughter from the midwife and laughed happily.

However, the midwife's next words suddenly made his smile froze on her face.

"Young Sect Master, Madam... may not be able to save it!"

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Bang!

A slap!

The midwife was directly slapped and hit on the wooden railing.

"I tell you, Xiang'er will be fine, she will be fine!"

With a roar, he entered the room with his daughter who was still crying.

Sure enough, my wife's aura was already very weak at this time, and her life was hanging by a thread.

"Xiangxiang, you must not die, I will not let you die!"

Open the martial soul!

Seventh Soul Skill: [Seven Treasures True Body]

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, the colorful light is dazzling.

For a moment, the house was filled with colorful light.

A stream of colorful soul power wrapped the newly born wife on the bed.

However, the anxious look on Ning Fengzhi's face did not weaken at all.

Because the wife's vitality is not passing away.

"What to do! What to do!"

He kept muttering and walking back and forth.

The fists were clenched, and the nails had been pinched into the flesh, but they didn't notice it at all.

In his arms, the baby continued to cry.

She had no idea that she might lose her own mother at any time, and the dark days that would be greeted by her stepmother.

This girl could cry much more than Tang San, so she cried without having to beat her.

When Tang San was born, he was completely beaten to tears.

I don’t know if Tang Hao’s hand hurts at that time?

“Fengzhi…”

Xiangxiang called her husband lightly. Ning Fengzhi heard it and ran to the window and got closer.

"Xiangxiang, don't worry, I will..."

"Let me see my daughter~" She knew her current physical condition, so she interrupted her husband's next words.

In life, life and death are destined. Her only gladness is that her child has been born successfully.

This is enough.

"The child is here, crying."

Ning Fengzhi hugged the child closer.

"Yes, do you have a name?" Xiangxiang asked weakly.

"Name?Name?Name!!!"

Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi looked ecstatic, "Xiang'er, I remembered that the child's name is Rongrong, Ning Rongrong!"

As he said that, he excitedly took out a porcelain bottle of elixir from the storage space.

It was the porcelain bottle he gave him when he first met Song Wuxin in the Star Dou Forest.

Holding this elixir and porcelain bottle in his hand, remembering the unreasonable scene that Song Wuxin showed in the Star Dou Great Forest. Ning Fengzhi's hands were trembling at this moment.

He kept muttering, "So that's it, so that's it..."

At that time, Song Wuxin robbed several people and sucked them dry. After that, he left a name for no reason, a soul bone, a pill, and then left.

Want to come now...

I see!

After Ning Fengzhi's reminder, the graceful girl who was dying on the bed suddenly realized and remembered that scene.

"Xiang'er, this pill will definitely save you, it's OK..."

On the bed, there was too much blood loss and his vitality was severely overdrawn. Xiangxiang, who was pale, suddenly smiled and closed her eyes gently.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, stopped hesitation, quickly poured out the pill from the porcelain bottle, and put it into his wife's mouth.

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Douluo Calendar, January 1, 1999.

That is, the second day after Ning Rongrong was born, the fifth month after Qian Renxue was born.

Qiandaoliu is still hiding the barrier of life and death.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong are still learning the sword.

Tang San is one month older than Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue is five months older than Ning Rongrong.

They are also babies in swaddling clothes.

I said, you can pick three at one time!

Early this morning, a charming imperial sister came to the Wuhun Hall.

The powerful pressure and the aura of the titled Douluo strongman instantly alarmed the senior management of the Spirit Hall.

The visitor claimed that he had brought the imperial edict of the [Ruth Emperor], and named it and wanted to meet Bibidong.

The Spirit Hall shook!

So Bibidong personally met the woman in the hall of the Pope's Hall.

"Who are you? What's the matter when you come to my Spirit Hall?"

Prajna looked at the vigilant strong men around him and said with a smile:

"It is rumored that there are many powerful people in the Martial Soul Hall and are guarded strictly, but what I have heard and seen today feels that it is inconsistent with the rumors!"

"Don't be crazy!"

"This is Wuhun City, not your Star Fighting Forest!"

"If you speak rudely again, don't blame me for being polite!"
To be continued...