I'm not really a dude.

When Yang Yu'an said these words, all the casual cultivators around were shocked.

A few timid casual cultivators took the opportunity to escape.

Yang Yu'an gritted his teeth and shouted: "Three!"

"two!"

Before counting to one, seventeen casual cultivators who had no intention of escaping had already rushed forward and delivered a fatal blow to him!
"what!"

"puff!"

"Oh!"

There were screams and explosions, and before those people got close to Yang Yuan, they were shattered by his powerful spiritual power.

The casual cultivators who hadn't had time to leave were also frightened at this time, and they cast their eyes on Sang Rou.

At this time, the Wen woman suddenly transformed into a young woman, and her dagger was already on Sangrou's neck.

Looking at Yang Yu'an, who was majestic and majestic at this time, he threatened: "The surname is Yang, her life is in my hands now, and you can arrest her if you don't let go!"

"Let go of her!"

Yang Yu'an said in an orderly tone: "You know what this king is capable of. If you dare to hurt her, you will be cut into pieces!"

"You're still threatening me!"

The woman laughed loudly and said, "If you let me stay here for such a rescue, I'm afraid you don't even know that your wife is poisoned!"

At this moment, Sang Rou's stomach hurt like a knife, she clutched her stomach and said in pain, "Why, I treat you well on weekdays, but you want to hurt me..."

"why?"

The woman was almost mad and said: "I see, you have forgotten the two women who were persecuted by you at the Xuanwu Gate! Although I did not join forces with these loose cultivators, the fact that you sent my good sister to the brothel is a huge sum of money. I must get it back for her!"

"One person does things and the other is responsible. I sold people, and revenge is coming to me!"

As Yang Yu'an said, he had already put down the weapon in his hand: "She is just an unarmed woman, a pregnant woman who is about to give birth. You are also a woman, why make things difficult for her?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The woman laughed wildly and said: "Why do women make things difficult for women? She is carrying a human, a demon, or a half-demon, I don't know yet! Now you let me let her go, why didn't you let my sister go back then?" !"

Her words made some casual cultivators around seem to have eaten a big melon.

At this time, a casual cultivator who was good at using darts called Yang Yu'an unprepared, and a dart flew towards him.

Yang Yu'an turned around and shot down the dart, and another dart knocked off the hat on his head with a "bass", his hair fell down, and the half-monster's iconic horn also leaked out.

"He's a half-demon!"

"He turned out to be a half-demon!"

For a moment, the whole hall was amazed, and Yang Yu'an's face was extremely red in the warm firelight.

At this time, Sang Rou also had unbearable abdominal pain, as if she was about to give birth prematurely.

She clutched her stomach, Yinyin groaned, but the woman was ruthless, grabbed her neck and threatened: "Yang, if you don't commit suicide and apologize now, I will kill your wife twice." !"

"You let her go!"

At this time, Yang Yu'an had lost the confidence he had just now. It would be easy for him to die, but Sang Rou couldn't be bothered.

"Ah, it hurts..."

At this time, Sang Rou's amniotic fluid has broken and she is about to give birth.

The woman also relaxed a little.

The other casual cultivators took the opportunity to slowly surround them.

Yang Yu'an gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said, "I can die, but I need the child to be born safely, otherwise you will all die!"

The woman who held Sangrou hostage felt compassion and shouted to the casual cultivators: "Turn around, all the men among you!"

Among the casual cultivators, they also knew that a woman's childbirth was a bad omen, so they turned around one by one.

Yang Yu'an took off his cloak and jacket and handed it to the woman, saying: "Hurry up, she is about to give birth, if there is anything wrong with her, all of you will end badly!"

The woman glared at him viciously, seeing that Sang Rou could no longer hold on and could only put her down.

"Ah... belly..."

Sang Rou squatted down in pain.At this time, the house was full of flames, so it was obviously not suitable for childbirth.

In desperation, Yang Yu'an circulated his spiritual energy and used the magic weapon Blood Eyes.

The overwhelming red liquid landed, accompanied by the stench of stench and the smell of burning charcoal.

"Pfft~"

"呲呲~"

The tongue of the flame was bitten off, the fire was extinguished, and the billowing thick smoke made the casual practitioners hold their breath and escape.

And at this moment, Yang Yu'an formed a barrier for Sang Rou to protect her.

The woman pretended to be a stable woman, but in fact she had learned some skills in delivering babies so she could fool Yang Yu'an.

At this time, Sang Rou checked the truth and said, "The child's head has come out, hurry up and prepare hot water and scissors."

Yang Yu'an was in a hurry, there was nowhere to get hot water.

She did have the scissors, so she handed them over immediately.

Suddenly, he saw a wooden basin at the pavilion that was not burned, and quickly ran over to use the wooden basin to fill a basin of cold water in the well, heating it with his own spiritual power.

After the water was heated up, seeing Sangrou lying on the ground weakly, my heart ached.

"Come on, use your strength..."

"Yes, breathe."

"Okay, inhale, yes, yes, take a deep breath and let it out!"

"That's right, that's it!"

"Go on, inhale, exhale..."

"Okay, hold on to this and don't fall asleep."

The woman is doing her best to deliver Sang Rou.

But Sang Rou's stomach was too big, and the child could not be born smoothly for a while.

She was already sweating profusely at this time, and was in great pain.

Yang Yu'an couldn't help anything, but he suddenly remembered that when Sang Rou gave birth in the previous life, he spent his spiritual energy by the side.

Thinking of this, he immediately circulated his spiritual power to give Sang Rou his spiritual power.

With this spiritual power, Sang Rou recovered a lot of physical strength, and then breathed step by step according to the rhythm given by the woman.

The woman stared at the child and couldn't get out.And her amniotic fluid has run dry.

If it is not born again, I am afraid that the lives of both of them will be in danger.

She recalled that when she was learning skills from the real Wen Po, Wen Po said: "If a woman is unable to give birth to a child, it will be stuck there and need a side cut. But remember, side cuts are very dangerous, and you may die of bleeding .”

By now, it would be too late if we didn't cut sideways.

So, she took the scissors in her hand and finally did it.

……

"Wow..."

A cry of a baby disturbed the hearts of everyone present at the moment.

But Sang Rou is facing heavy bleeding.

The woman pulled out her own hair and hairpins and sewed them up for her.

At this moment, Sang Rou was already numb from the pain, and every injection seemed to cost her half her life.

After the bleeding stopped, Yang Yu'an hugged her into his arms.

Sang Rou was so weak that she could no longer speak, but fortunately the child was alive and well, and the sound of crying shook the world.

"Rumble..."

There was thunder, and it was about to rain.

Yang Yu'an carried her into the pavilion, but the child was carried away by the midwife.

At this moment, Yang Yu'an couldn't care about anything else, and only wanted Sang Rou to be well.

Sang Rou lay weakly in his arms, and only said: "Husband, please don't have children again in this life, okay?"

"Okay, I promise you."

Yang Yu'an comforted him: "In this life, we only want this one child."

Sang Rou was so tired that she fell asleep peacefully.

The surrounding casual cultivators did not intend to let him go, and they had already surrounded him one by one.

After a while.

A buck-toothed woman in orange sackcloth and a simple hair ornament on her head said, "That...that Yang, didn't you just say that if you let their mothers go, you will kill yourself and apologize?"

"That's right! If you dare to say something but don't believe it, don't forget that there is still a child in our hands!"

The woman who delivered the baby started to hate again.

At this time, Yang Yu'an only needed one move to kill all these people, but he did not do so, but said slowly: "I can die, but you don't regret it."

"Dog thief!"

The woman who delivered the baby was obviously angry: "Don't forget, how miserable you have caused my sister! If you don't give me an explanation today, even if I can't beat you, I will die with this child and your wife!
She has been poisoned by our unique poison, and only I can give the antidote.If you don't die, they must die! "

"give me some time."

Yang Yu'an took out some qi invigorating pills and fed them to Sang Rou, then looked at the woman: "Today, you are meritorious in delivering her a baby, so you can avoid death. But the others..."

He looked around, with the eyes of hungry wolves: "All of you, taking advantage of others' danger, even pregnant women and children. Have you thought about your fate?"

The buck-toothed woman in orange sackcloth was obviously a little scared, but she bravely said: "You deserve it! You don't obey the rules, and we have no way out.

You made us do this! "

Seeing that he was silent, a dart man standing behind him couldn't sit still.

The spiritual power in his hands was quietly running, ready to attack again.

And Yang Yu'an seemed to be motionless, but in fact, his soul was out of his body, and the next moment, his sharp claws hit the man who was about to strike, Tianling Gai.

The dart man died suddenly on the spot.

At the moment when he fell, the surrounding people realized that it was Yang Yu'an who did it.

The orange sackclothed woman with buck teeth panicked, and scolded, "I never thought you would kill people in front of everyone! Daoists, let's go together, don't show any kindness!"

As she said that, the Emei thorn in her hand was already spinning in her hand. She was nimble and approached Yang Yu'an quickly, ready to hit her singing voice.

But her Emei thorn hadn't approached Yang Yu'an's throat yet.A strong hand had already grabbed her throat, and then it snapped open.

A hidden weapon from a man behind him had already shot at his back, but when he was half a meter away from the back, he bounced back and hit his own heart and died suddenly.

However, the man who used the long gun to attack from the front saw that the situation was wrong, and before he had time to retract the long gun, he was stabbed backwards in the abdomen and vomited blood and died.

With this deterrent force, the scattered dozen or so people around have already dared not come again.

But the woman who delivered the baby was not afraid, she held the child in her arms and threatened: "Yang, you have killed so many people, have you ever thought about the child.

As soon as she was born, her father started killing her!How do you let her behave in the future. "

Yang Yu'an only said coldly: "I didn't strike first, it was just to protect myself. This person is not qualified to kill me!"

He didn't want to get entangled any longer, his spiritual power circulated, defeated everyone around him, then picked up Sang Rou, and carried the woman with the other hand, turning her into a bull and leaping towards his house in the mountain.

After a stick of incense, the woman who delivered the baby somehow arrived at a house in the mountains.

The child was already screaming from hunger, Yang Yuan asked the woman: "Now the child is crying all the time, what should I do?"

"Of course it's breastfeeding..."

The woman panicked: "You don't want me to feed you, I don't..."

Fortunately, at this moment, Sang Rou woke up, and she said softly to Yang Yu'an: "Husband, please see if there is no rice yet, cook some rice porridge for the child."

Yang Yu'an nodded dully, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to check.

Fortunately, there is still a small half of rice in the rice jar, but it has been left for a little longer, and I don't know if it can be eaten.

With the mentality of trying, he prepared to light a fire to cook rice noodles.

But after trying several times, the fire couldn't be lit.

The child outside was crying all the time, and I was so anxious that there was nothing I could do.

In the end, I had an idea and baked it with spiritual power.

He put some rice into the wooden basin, and the water kept boiling after the spiritual power was activated, but the rice inside was still not cooked.

After more than a dozen breaths, the wooden basin burned through, but the rice paste was not made at all.

At this time, Sang Rou slowly walked over with her tired body leaning on a wooden stick, seeing Yang Yu'an's dumbfounded look, she couldn't help shaking her head.

She pointed to a cooking pot and said, "Husband, put the rice in that pot, add some water, and try baking it with spiritual power."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Yang Yu'an obeyed, added rice and water, and started baking.

The scene that made him happy came, as the temperature increased, the water in the pot boiled and boiled.

The rice is also slowly emitting fragrance in the bubbling and bubbling.

"It's done..."

Yang Yu'an chuckled and said, "Ma'am, you are amazing! It turns out there are so many things to do with cooking."

Seeing his silly appearance and his clumsy handwriting, but he didn't dare to be sloppy in the face of things about himself and his child, Sang Rou felt a little relieved at this moment.

After he finished cooking a pot of hot porridge, under Sang Rou's guidance, he filtered it out and left only a mush.

Before he had time to take a look at his daughter, when Yang Yuan saw his baby again, her smile after touching the spoon and taking a few sips of rice soup seemed to make people melt into the spring.

At this moment, he didn't want to die.

And that woman seemed to be infected by this new life, and didn't want him to die for a while.

……

That night, his wife was already sound asleep, and Yang Yuan was awakened by the crying of the child.

And when he got up to take care of the child, the child suddenly stopped crying.

He walked to the cradle step by step, leaving one candle alive.

It was only in the dim light that he realized that someone was helping him to coax the child, and he immediately raised his vigilance.

"Who are you!"

"Shh!"

The person who came was a black shadow, and it was impossible to see clearly whether it was a man or a ghost, a man or a woman.

Until he said, "Be careful, don't wake up others."

After speaking, the child was already asleep, and the black shadow quickly rushed out of the window, followed by Yang Yu'an.

Under the bright moonlight, one could see the silhouette of that person, as if he was somewhat familiar.

Yang Yu'an asked again: "Who are you, and what is the purpose of coming here?"

But the man said with a little mystery: "I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems!"