The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 268 The Devil Is Born
"Little monster...I'm sorry...you have to live..."

Du Ran's tears were falling drop by drop, and there seemed to be a sad smile on the corner of her mouth. At the last moment, Du Ran still hoped that the little monster would bite her back and live.

"I don't! I don't want you to die! Mom!"

"Mom! Mom! Hold on! I won't open your belly! I don't want to come out like this! Hold on!"

"Don't sleep! Woohoo, don't sleep, okay! I'll find another place to go out, mom, you gave birth to me!"

The little monster's eager crying voice made Du Ran's heart ache. She forcefully pulled her from the dying state to a little bit of consciousness. She stubbornly wanted to raise her hanging hand and slowly put it on her stomach. At the end of her life, she couldn't bear her child crying so miserably, so she chose to persevere in the end.

Soon, she felt a strong pain coming from there, as if something was about to rush out, a large stream of liquid gushed out with the smell of blood, and her lower body was already dripping wet.

In the midst of severe pain, Du Ran thought in a daze that the amniotic fluid had broken...Little monster...will he be born like a living child...

"Mom! Woohoo, I can't get out, Mom, use your strength! Use your strength!"

Listening to the little monster's voice, Du Ran slowly gathered her thoughts and accumulated her physical strength. At this moment, she suddenly had an idea so strong that she couldn't hide it, to give birth to him!See him for yourself!Give him a hug!Otherwise, she would not regret it!

Along with this thought, as well as the physical strength that came from nowhere, Du Ran's eyes widened for a moment, and he exerted all his strength, as if he wanted to expel the blockage.

"Mom! Come on! Mom, I see the exit, use your strength!"

The little monster raised his voice from the side, constantly supporting Du Ran's consciousness.

pain……

The pain seemed to tear her apart alive.

The pain of a woman's childbirth seemed to be magnified countless times, but Du Ran was grateful for this pain, which made her dying consciousness stronger, and her dying body seemed to regain some vitality.She bit her lower lip tightly, even if she bit her lip to pieces, she didn't care.

Can't make a sound, can't attract them, can't let them take the little monster away!

cannot!No!no!

Du Ran's screams and pains were all swallowed into her stomach. At this moment, for her child, she showed extraordinary perseverance and stubbornness, and followed the little monster's constant support and cheering. .

Finally, Du Ran felt the tear open further, and there was a huge thing stuck there, as if struggling to get out.

Du Ran's eyes were wide open. If you look carefully, you will find that there is no body in those eyes, like a dead person, but...she is not dead.

"Mom! Hurry up! I found the exit! Mom, work harder! I'll try to get out!"

Du Ran's tortured body was covered with sweat, as if he had been fished out of a river. The black and red blood poured out as if he didn't need money, staining the soil under his body three points red.

Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, her mouth was bloody, bitten to pieces, mouthfuls of blood stuck in her throat slithered down from the corner of her mouth with blood foam, reflected by her pale face, Dazzling red.

Du Ran was in a trance, trembling weakly like a dying beast. The constant exertion had exhausted her little physical strength. At this moment, she could no longer exert strength, even if she desperately urged herself order yourself.

But... the broken body can no longer be controlled.

"Mom! Mom! No one else! Woooooooo, Mommy!"

The little monster seemed to be aware of Du Ran's exhaustion. He cried heart-piercingly, crying out loudly, and the sound of his mother was like a little animal crying in despair. Screaming, stretching out his little arms, trying to climb out, trying to see his mother.

"Woo, mom, wake up, mom, please, mom..."

Du Ran could no longer hear his voice. Her eyes were wide open, but she could no longer see anything. At this moment, her consciousness seemed to be blinded, and she was no longer awake. In a trance, all The pain was gone, her body was very light, she could barely hear the little monster calling her, mom, mom, calling her, she wanted to respond, wanted to tell him not to cry.

little monster……

sorry……

no more...

Maybe, I'm going to die...

I'm dead, I can't see you, sorry...

At the last moment, Du Ran thought of depression, of that pale and handsome face, of his gentle murmurs, of that cold and warm embrace, and... the one that was about to take her... The drowning doting eyes.

Depressed...sorry, I can't hold it anymore...sorry...

I love you.

"Mother!!!"

Accompanied by the last thought, accompanied by the heart-piercing call of the little monster, Du Ran used up his last bit of strength, following the movement of the little monster struggling to crawl out, finally, with a fierce tear, the hole opened It opened unprecedentedly, as if something was slowly flowing out.

Du Ran's body bounced up violently, and then fell down heavily, those eyes wide open without spirit finally closed their eyelids little by little, and there was no more life, even the heaving of his chest stopped.

Time seemed to freeze the bitter smile on the corner of Du Ran's mouth, like reluctance or reluctance.

Not reconciled, not willing, she didn't see depression, she didn't see her child, she didn't have such happiness...

Sorry, little monster...

Sorry for the depression...

On the ground, blood and amniotic fluid stained the soil so muddy.

The thing that flowed out was a fleshy ball the size of two palms, larger than a newborn born by a living person. The whole body was pitch black, curled up into a ball, and the limbs could not be seen clearly, like a ball of meat. The surface is also covered with a layer of blood and mucus film.

"hiss--"

There was a sound like paper being torn.

One claw gradually pierced through the film, slowly, struggling to tear off the shackles on the body, and soon, the other claw also pierced, tearing that layer of film completely, revealing the sticky skin inside. A baby with mucus.

The baby's whole body was pitch-black, and the skin was not as white as a normal baby's, but black and wrinkled. The little hands had long nails that were so sharp that they shone coldly. The eyes were glued and couldn't be opened. The body is small and pitiful, and it is also pitifully thin, with almost no flesh.

There was still soft lanugo hair on the top of the baby's head, the hair was actually white, sticking to the forehead sparsely, looking extremely ugly.

There is no doubt that this is exactly what a little monster should look like.

After he broke free from the film, he seemed to want to open his eyes to see everything in front of him clearly, but he tried for a long time, but couldn't do it, so he moved his little nose in frustration, as if smelling something, and finally, He opened his mouth and let out a sharp, rapid, unintelligible scream.

The scream was full of sadness, full of despair, and full of anger.

Immediately, one after another, more and more miserable screams came out of his mouth. He couldn't speak, but he could hear his crying and hysterical shouts from the screams.

There was a sound of shouting, as if he was constantly calling out a title.

Mommy mommy……

Mom, where are you...

(End of this chapter)