Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 721 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 64

After looking at the crystal stone with the image, the sect leader was silent for a long time, and told Zhao Qing not to leak the matter before letting him go.

Zhao Qing bowed again, "Master, I have decided to go into seclusion for three to five years to consolidate my cultivation..."

"Go."

The sect leader was obviously still thinking about Jiuyu's matter and just waved his hand lightly.

Zhao Qing bowed and left. When he turned around, his brows were relaxed, but his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

We must not let Yin Wu Yue find my sister.

Medicine King Baby was very dissatisfied. He had been trapped in the secret realm for so many years and wanted to come out to play around, but Zhao Qing kept coming and going as if he had endless things to do.

Zhao Qing gave him a bag of silver and spirit stones and told him to go out and play by himself. He himself couldn't wait to return to where Zhu Baishao was in seclusion.

In front of the invisible barrier, the thousand paper cranes he left behind when he left were still there, indicating that the person in the barrier still hadn't come out.

Zhao Qing destroyed the thousand paper cranes and began to look through Jiuyu's belongings, hoping to find the formation disk that disrupted the secrets of heaven.

But he was disappointed.

Disrupting the secrets of heaven is not an easy task, and the formation plate carved by Jiuyu has long been consumed.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Qing made a decision. He released the Medicine Fairy Secret Realm and covered the top of the mountain. As long as Zhu Baishao came out of seclusion, no matter which direction she went, she would enter the secret realm.

Afterwards, he built a bamboo house in front of the barrier, planted elixirs, and ground medicinal powder every day.

Zhu Baishao in the secret realm also woke up from her retreat. She looked down at her big belly and felt that she was about to give birth.

This was her first time giving birth alone.

Fortunately, this is the realm of immortal cultivation, and any blood stains can be cleansed again by practicing the Cleansing Technique.

At the moment the child was born, Yin Wuyue, who was thousands of miles away looking for the child, felt a tightness in his heart. He covered his chest with his hands, his eyes hesitant, "This feeling..."

There is an additional cause and effect entanglement in the dark.

These high-level cultivators all attach great importance to the sense of connection in the dark, so he immediately changed the direction of his search.

Zhao Qing sensed a strong fluctuation of spiritual power within the barrier, and his first reaction was that something had gone wrong with Zhu Baishao's practice.

"Fairy sister!"

Throwing away the pestle in his hand, the anxious young man stopped in front of the barrier. He was worried about Zhu Baishao's safety, and was also afraid of ruining things if he rushed in rashly.

It felt like there were two villains fighting in his heart, and finally the feeling of worry prevailed. He suddenly gained spiritual power in his hands, and prepared to force his way in.

Who knew that the barrier would melt away like ice and snow.

The people inside came out!

Zhao Qing's brows relaxed, and with love hidden deep in his heart, he looked over very tenderly, and saw the fairy sister he had been thinking about bringing out a swaddling baby.

There were still sounds and movements of a baby in the cradle.

what is this?

His brain went blank for a moment, and he lost even the basic ability to think.

Zhao Qing murmured: "Sister..."

Zhu Baishao still had that snow-white face, only the color of her lips and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eyes were as beautiful as before.

She raised her eyes to look at him, then at the child in her arms. Her expression was not even able to tell whether she was happy or angry. She said, "This is Yin Wu Yue's child. Please help me hand him over to Yin Wu Yue. I owe you a favor."

Zhao Qing stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

He felt the familiar taste of rust in his throat again.

Yin Wu Yue’s child? Yin Wu Yue’s child!

Zhao Qing's hands clenched in an instant, and veins on his neck appeared faintly. He was furious and murderous intent was boiling in his heart.

This child shouldn't exist in this world!

He looked at the cradle with a gloomy gaze, but met the baby's clean and clear eyes. His eyebrows and eyes were full of the shadow of Zhu Baishao, and there was even a small mole in the same position at the end of his eye.

The murderous intent in Zhao Qing's heart was like a rampant fire being extinguished by a handful of snow.

What if this child didn't look like her sister? Then he could do it without any burden.

But it’s so similar.

It was so intense that he couldn't do it, and even the thought of it was offensive.

Zhao Qing sniffed and felt a sour feeling on the tip of his nose. He had an urge to cry, but he hadn't cried in many years. He lowered his head to prevent Zhu Baishao from seeing his expression.

"Sister, do you like Yin Wu Yue?"

"do not like."

The woman's cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao Qing realized that he had unknowingly asked what was in his heart.

Don’t like…?

If you don't like him, how could you give birth to a child with him?

But when his sister said she didn't like it, he believed it.

For him, deceiving oneself is better than living with the painful truth.

"Do you want to give this child to Yin Wuyue?"

Zhao Qing tried hard to adjust her expression and not let herself cry, but her voice had already become extremely hoarse, and her eyes looked like rabbit eyes that had been awake for three nights.

"Ah."

Zhu Baishao lowered her eyes to look at the well-behaved, quiet baby in her arms, who was neither crying nor making a fuss, and sighed softly in her heart.

Zhao Qing took a step forward and wanted to take the child, but Zhu Baishao took a step back reflexively.

Zhao Qing curled her fingers and then retracted them. "Sis, since you can't bear to let the child go, then don't send it away... The Demon Lord is eccentric and lonely, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to take care of the child, why not let me take care of it."

He secretly clenched his back teeth. He would never give the child to Yin Wu Yue. With the child as a bond, wouldn't that person be entangled with his sister again?

He doesn't want it.

As if she was also shocked by her own subconscious behavior of protecting the child, Zhu Baishao frowned, and a hint of confusion flashed in her clear eyes.

"elder sister……?"

The boy's hoarse call woke her up. Zhu Baishao raised her eyes and found that Zhao Qing had come to her at some point and was looking down at her.

Has he unknowingly grown into the body of an adult man and is so much taller than her?

The emotions surging in his eyes almost burned people, and coupled with his red eyes, there was a kind of lovable sense of brokenness.

Zhao Qing reached out and rubbed the mole at the corner of the child's eye, and smiled innocently, "You look so much like your sister... Oh no, you look so much like your junior master..."

Zhu Baishao: "..."

Now that I have deliberately changed the name back, the strange feeling has become even stronger, and the more innocent this person's smile is, the stronger the sense of déjà vu becomes.

"Uncle Junior, let me take care of the child. I have helped take care of Senior Brother Zhao Lei and Senior Sister Mu Po's children before..."

Zhao Qing smiled tenderly and moved gently, holding the child who had fallen asleep at some point in his arms. Judging from his posture and movements, he was indeed experienced.

"Uncle Junior, has the child been named yet?"

Zhu Baishao had complicated feelings towards this child. She blinked her long eyelashes and shook her head.

The bones of Zhao Qing's fingers as she held the child were clear, slender, delicate and beautiful. She tightened them silently, but then relaxed them for fear of hurting the child.

The scattered sunlight passed through the branches and fell on his face, illuminating that extremely gentle smile. He said, "Why not take Junior Master's surname and name myself Dichen..."

"I wish the little guy a bright and upright life, free from the dirt of the world."