MTL - The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort-Chapter 1015 Have a baby

Bai Mu's choice of room, relying on Xiao Yu, heard the voice of retching, Bai Mu probe glanced, his face changed slightly, ran over to help Xiao Yu, one hand pat on Xiao Yu's back to help her ease Uncomfortable.

After a while.

"Hey sister, how are you?" Bai Mu asked.

Xiao Yu raised his hand and wiped his lips. He shook his head and said, "I am fine."

Bai Mu took Xiao Yu to the house and sat down. She saw that Xiao Xiao’s face was slightly pale. She was still worried: “Hey sister, are you really okay?”

Xiao Yu smiled at her: "It's really okay."

Xiao Yu’s hand could not help but put it on the lower abdomen. Although it was not noticeable on the surface, it was more obvious when it was touched.

Xiao Yu gave birth to a child, and the pulse of pregnancy is well known.

She smiled and told Bai Mu: "I am pregnant with a child. This is a morning sickness, normal phenomenon."

After a moment, she looked at Xiao Yu’s stomach with amazement. She said with joy: “Is my sister a little baby?”

Xiao Yu smiled and nodded, yeah! She has a baby, this is a happy thing, but because of the absence of Feng Lingran, life has destroyed this joy.

At the moment.

A hidden darkness, like a place of a magic cave.

He stood with two men of long build, they have a clear angle, the appearance of the world, almost exactly the same, but one wearing a black robes, one wearing a purple robe.

"What do you use to get the **** grass? Xiao Yu's real body is a fox demon. She is a demon. Even if it becomes a human nature, it is still a demon. The **** grass is planted by Xuanzang. When planting it, it will be I have nurtured the scent of him. You have given the grass to Xiao Yu. Believe me, Xiao Yu will not be cured, but will be swallowed up by Xuanzang's fairy."

In the air, the low, hoarse voice, strangely sounded.

Purple clothes face ugly: "Feng Lingran, don't believe him, take the grass, take it to me."

Feng Ling was a long figure, but did not move, Shen Sheng asked: "Do you have something to save my wife?"

The low and hoarse voice suddenly smiled: "Young people, or you are wise, yes, I am the king of the demon, say, your wife, also my demon junior, I can save her."

Purple clothes frown, cold channel: "Feng Lingran, you don't want to be his."

Feng Ling ignored the purple clothes and asked the demon king: "What are your conditions?"

The demon king laughed again and said very cheerfully: "It is a pleasure to deal with smart young people. I want you to use it for me."

Seeing the demon king in the purple dress, seeing the demon king, this is angry: "Feng Lingran you"

Suddenly a strong demon wind rushed fiercely, and the purple clothes wanted to escape, but the demon wind was extremely weird. His body was rolled up by the demon wind. He slammed on the ground and the soul was extremely painful. It was like there were thousands of ghosts and screams. Sound, in his mind.

Purple clothes are holding their heads in pain.

The discomfort of the purple clothes quickly spread to Feng Lingran here.

Feng Lingran and Ziyi felt the same, and his handsome face was pale and extremely uncomfortable pinching his fingers.

"Liu Yi" A white woman fell to the side of the purple dress, she looked at the direction of endless darkness: "Wang, you spare him! He is not intentional."

The demon king is cold and cold: "How about God? How about the immortal? In the land of my demon king, all your spiritual powers are prohibited."

He said to the white woman again: "If you want me to let him go, you can, unless you can completely surrender this man, otherwise, I want him to fly away."