He seemed to feel her struggle and fear in his heart.

Wu Xue cried for a while, and finally stopped her tears slowly, and her eyes gradually became firmer. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her slightly protruding abdomen, and said in a low voice: "Boy, mother thinks that you are just like your father, dignified and dignified." A good man, I will not let anyone have a chance to hurt you father and son..."

Then Wu Xue wiped away the tears, stood up and walked back to the room, carefully took out a paper talisman from the interlayer of the dressing case and put it under the window.

She sat cross-legged, concentrating for a moment in silence, then lightly untied Luo Shang, stretched out a finger and pierced her heart fiercely.

Zheng Haoming was so frightened that he cried out, but no matter how much he yelled, Wu Xue couldn't hear him.

There was a look of extreme pain on her face, she clenched her teeth and pulled out her fingers. The blood was dripping on her white fingertips, but the wound on her chest didn't have a drop of blood, and it was healing at an extremely fast speed.

The blood on the fingertips shrank and condensed into a crystal blood drop as if alive. Wu Xue resisted the severe pain and dropped the blood drop on the paper talisman.

In the days that followed, Wu Xue would cast spells in this way once a day, condensing every drop of her heart and soul into painting the paper talisman.

Her belly grew bigger day by day, but she became paler and more haggard. The people around her were very worried when they saw this. Zheng Tiangang and the elders of the clan found many precious elixir to nourish her, but unfortunately, nothing improved.

Zheng Haoming has been watching, but no matter what he says or does, no one can see or hear him. He seems to have really become a ghost, floating by Wu Xue's side, watching her forcefully smile in front of people, In the end, he treated himself cruelly, and endured excruciating pain once a day.

Time passed quickly, and the paper talisman drawn by Wu Xue with painstaking efforts gradually took shape, and Zheng Haoming recognized that it was the sealing talisman he had torn apart in the dark!

He already understood his mother's plan...

In October of her pregnancy, the sealing talisman was completely completed, and Wu Xue was so weak that she was so weak that she was so weak. On the day of giving birth, she tried her best to transfer Zheng Tiangang away, and the two trusted nuns and maids arranged by the Wugu family delivered the baby.

Zheng Haoming saw his mother lying weakly on the bed, clenching her teeth, her expression distorted by the pain, and burst into tears, but unfortunately only he could see his tears and remorse.

He left the mother's womb when he was little, and was hugged by one of the nuns. On his red left arm, a blue auspicious cloud mark was bright and eye-catching. The azure blue like the sea clearly showed that this little baby was close to the level of the good water dharma body powerful talent.

The mother smiled and said with satisfaction: "As expected, he is the descendant of the demon ancestor, and he is the eldest son of the Zheng family with this kind of talent. Hehe, in the future, people like the Zheng family will know that the head of the family is actually a demon. Must be fun."

The other nun stretched out her hand to caress the little baby's left arm, and also smiled triumphantly.

Wu Xue lay dying on the bed, whispering: "Hold me the baby..."

The two nuns did not suspect him, and carried the little baby into her arms.

Wu Xue looked at the child she bought with her life, her eyes showed deep love and reluctance, she reached out and gently stroked the child's flushed little face, as if she wished to engrave this wrinkled little face into her mind.

The two nuns got up to go out to announce the good news, but Wu Xue suddenly said, "Don't tell them the talent of the child..."

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