[Douluo+Jian San] I became a fucking pig's foot

"Ahao?"

Mi Tang called out softly.

Tang Hao's reaction was much slower than usual. After two beats, his eyes locked on Mi Tang and landed on her haggard face.

"Third sister, third sister..."

Tang Hao staggered and walked straight past Wen Po, who was holding the child and wanted to come forward to announce the good news.

Like a traveler who finally sees an oasis after a long journey in the desert, his steps are frivolous and he almost falls forward.

"How are you now? Do you still feel pain? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

His generous palms gently wiped away the sticky sweat from her forehead and temples.

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, his expression was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were so white that no trace of blood could be seen.

I have been busy taking care of her these past few days, and I haven't even had time to clean up the stubble that appeared on her head, which has added an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Mi Tang was angry, funny and touched at the same time. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"My stupid second brother, it doesn't hurt at all. It's just that I'm covered in sweat. It does feel a little uncomfortable."

At this time, he noticed that Tang Hao's palms were bleeding from his own grip, and his arm muscles were stiff from prolonged exertion.

I feel even more distressed.

From the time the "Sacrifice" took effect until the child was born, she didn't hear Tang Hao's cries of pain. It was obvious that he endured it all the way.

She raised her hand and caressed his face: "Second brother, thank you for your hard work."

Tang Hao took advantage of the situation and hugged her, his arms as if they were made of iron, but he didn't dare to use even a little force.

This……

Mi Tang keenly noticed that Tang Hao's mood was not right, and the hollow of his neck was wet with warm liquid.

won't you cry?

He called out with concern, "Ahao? Second brother?"

His voice was hoarse and vague: "Third sister, we just have this one child... we won't have any more babies, never again."

It is common for soul masters to break bones or even lose their lives in battle. Tang Hao has been practicing since he was young. He has never experienced any hardships or pains. Can a soul master be called a soul master without being injured?But he didn't expect that the pain of childbirth would be far more painful than dying in battle.

The whole process is long and tiring.

He could barely hold back outside the door, let alone Mi Tang, who was always afraid of pain.

It’s unimaginable how many physical and psychological discomforts she had to overcome during these few months of pregnancy.

Mi Tang's body stiffened after hearing this, and the temperature in the hollow of his neck was indescribably hot.

She knew that Tang Hao would leave a psychological shadow, but she didn't expect that his reaction would be so violent.

"...But, I also want to give you a little princess."

Mi Tang doesn't like children very much, but she doesn't hate them either.

Tang Hao took good care of her during the pregnancy, and the final delivery did not make her suffer. She would be willing to have another baby if given the chance.

She hoped this man would get what he wanted.

Unexpectedly, the man was trying to balance out the remaining pain by panting.

"No more." He closed his eyes and whispered, "Third sister, I don't want the little princess anymore, you are enough."

He didn't even notice what Mi Tang's words implied.

Mi Tang also blushed at what he said.

He patted the back of his head gently but not hard.

"There are outsiders here, what are you talking about..."

Wen Po, who was holding the baby on the side, was a little embarrassed: "..."

It was the first time that the male owner only cared about his wife and didn't even look at the children after delivering so many pregnant women.

Mi Tang patted Tang Hao's shoulder and signaled Po Wen to bring the child over.

Tang Hao let go of her and wiped his face randomly, but his eyes were still slightly red.

Mi Tang pointed at the child and raised his eyebrows maliciously at him.

“Dangdangdang—the father of the child, let’s draw the lottery.”

Saying that, he put the child into Tang Hao's hands.

The big man two meters away was holding the child at a loss.

The child was too young. His head was no bigger than one of his hands, and he was just a small ball of flesh. His face was also wrinkled.

It's really not good-looking.

He let out the same emotion as Mi Tang.

"How can it be so ugly?"

Po Wen's smile was very forced.

"It will look better when it grows out in a few days."

Tang Hao thought about it, how could his and Sanmei's child be so ugly?

In his opinion, Tang San's appearance was already at its lowest point, and it couldn't be more ordinary than this.

Tang San, who was cueed for no reason, sneezed a little outside the door.

Rubbing the tip of my itchy nose, I always feel like someone is talking bad about me behind my back.

Holding the child in his arms, Tang Hao slightly unswaddled the child.

He looked cautious, obviously because he wanted to see the results but was afraid that the child would catch cold.

Mi Tang was stunned to see the nervousness on his face, and sweat broke out on his forehead in response.

As the swaddle was slightly opened, Tang Hao also held his breath.

Then--

clack clack-

Mi Tang seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

That was Tang Hao's heart.

The lottery results made the smile on Tang Hao's face gradually disappear.

The little princess I have been waiting for for so many years...

Gone……

Mi Tang looked at Tang Hao, who had a stunned expression, and felt that the villain in him was crying like a man at this moment.

He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hey, look at it. The rise and fall of Yang and Yin in the Clear Sky Sect is not a thing of this generation. The boy is actually quite good. Think about your Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit. , if a girl inherits it, it would be unladylike to wield a hammer all day long."

The corners of Tang Hao's mouth moved.

The voice was filled with grievance for no reason: "She can also inherit your Blue Silver Emperor..."

Wouldn’t it be nice to be an elegant, powerful, intellectual and beautiful control soul master?

"...Female soul masters who possess the Clear Sky Hammer are often heroic, bold and heroic, and they don't necessarily have to be ladies."

Unfortunately--

The dumpling in my arms is a boy.

The Haotian Sect needs another brat with a hammer.

Mi Tang sighed: "I can't control whether it will be a boy or a girl. Once this child is sold, it will not be returned."

Tang Hao: "..."

The man looked at Tuanzi's wrinkled face for a long time.

Just when Mi Tang was wondering if he had a short circuit in his brain, this honest man uttered something like a dream.

"Third sister, look, I'm a father."

This child has the same blood as him and his third sister.

Mi Tang wanted to roll her eyes, this reflex arc was long enough.

"Yes, you are really a father."

Even though it’s a boy…

Tang Hao prepared baby supplies for more than nine months, but he didn't know how many of them would come in handy.

"I will make him the happiest child in the world and make you the happiest wife."

Men make promises decisively and firmly.

"Ah."

She reluctantly sat up and leaned against Tang Hao, looking at her newly born son.

"I believe you can do it."

The blue eyes softened, like the blue ocean.

She will protect herself well and will not let Tang Hao have the opportunity to fall into despair and give up on himself. The sacrifice curse of "Douluo Dalu" cannot be fulfilled on her.They will also accompany the child and preside over his martial soul awakening at the age of six, so as not to miss every stage of life.

Looking at her "Chou Chou" son, she smiled and promised.

"Ahao, I will also work hard to make you and your child the happiest father and son in the world."

After making sure that Mi Tang was in good health, Tang Hao carefully carried the child out.

The child was too fragile, so he subconsciously tightened his muscles, giving people the impression that he was not holding a child but a hot potato.

As soon as the door opened, everyone gathered around.

Xiao Wu stretched her neck: "Third brother, you were so ugly when you were a child."

Tang San:"……"

Let’s not say anything about his average appearance.

Tang San silently thought about what his mother told him about the second martial spirit awakening.

It is said that he is following his father now because the inheritance that his body belongs to his mother has not yet truly awakened.

After awakening the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor, he will look more like his mother, with good looks...

Should be able to be saved...

Right ...