"Hahaha, innate fire spirit body! This special pure Yang body is a once-in-a-lifetime treasure!"

"After the innate fire spirit body is born, it will inevitably suffer a heavenly calamity. The heavenly calamity will not destroy it, and its achievements will be extraordinary!"

On the top of a high mountain, a bad old man stared at the little boy in the sky with squinted eyes and said to himself. He was holding a wine flask in his hand, drinking wine and laughing.

"Disciple, my good disciple, Pindao has been waiting for you for a long time!"

……

"Where is my child? Where is my child?..."

Blue City Xia Mansion, the third lady’s room.

Yang Yingying woke up slowly. She opened her eyes and looked around. She wanted to see her newly born child.

She looked around and around the room, but couldn't find her child. She was so anxious that she almost cried, and she shouted loudly.

Xiaolian outside the house heard Yang Yingying's cry, ran into the house, and said nervously: "Miss, you are awake, Master, Master, he..."

Seeing Xiaolian's expression, Yang Yingying felt an ominous premonition in her heart. She nervously grabbed Xiaolian's hand and asked eagerly: "Master, what's wrong with him?"

Xiaolian took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Master, he is fine, but..."

When Yang Yingying heard that the young master was okay, the tension in her heart eased a little, but Xiaolian's "but" made her feel nervous again.

"But what?" Yang Yingying asked.

"The young master has flown into the sky." Xiaolian finally finished her words.

When Yang Yingying heard this, she was stunned. Her child had just been born, how could it fly into the sky?

"What? What did you say? Say it again..."

Yang Yingying thought that she heard wrongly, or that Xiaolian was too impatient and did not express clearly. She looked at Xiaolian helplessly.

Xiaolian said again: "The young master has flown into the sky."

Yang Yingying was stunned by Xiaolian's words, and her mind went blank...

"Miss, the young master has really flown into the sky, and he is still singing in the sky! Listen, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring..."

"Miss, if you don't believe it, just go out and take a look and you will know."

Xiaolian hummed "啷婷婷啷" as she spoke.

"Miss, miss, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Yang Yingying standing there like a wooden figure without any reaction, Xiaolian cried and shouted.

"Miss, miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Miss, miss, don't scare me!"

"Xiaoqing, Po Wen, come in quickly. Come and see what's wrong with the lady?"

Xiaoqing and Wenpo heard Xiaolian's cry and ran into the room. When they saw Yang Yingying's eyes blank and blank, they suddenly panicked.

Xiao Qing said quickly: "Xiao Lian, go and call the head of the family quickly."

Po Wen looked at Yang Yingying and said to Xiao Qing and Xiao Lian: "Madam must have been possessed by evil spirits and demons. Go find a rooster and I'll do some magic to exorcise the evil spirits."

After a while, the rooster came. I saw Po Wen holding a big rooster in one hand and a black peach wood sword in the other.

She folded the two wings of the big cock together.

He pinched the two wings of the rooster with his left hand, and pinched the cockscomb of the rooster with the nails of his right hand until bright red blood flowed from the cockscomb.

Then, she dipped her right hand with cockscomb blood, and smeared cockscomb blood on Yang Yingying's forehead, both sides of her face, and her chin respectively. Then she also applied cockscomb blood on the faces of Xiaoqing and Xiaolian, and finally she applied it on her own The face is also smeared with cockscomb blood.

everything's ready. Wenpo began to sing "baiya ya ya". Then, holding the big rooster, he kowtowed to the four directions of east, south, west and north, and worshiped the gods in all directions.

Then, while waving the mahogany sword, he sang and danced around Yang Yingying...

After a while, Yang Yingying really woke up slowly.

Seeing Po Wen holding a big rooster in her arms, her face covered with rooster comb blood, singing and dancing, and holding a black peach wood sword in her hand, Yang Yingying asked with a blank look on her face: "Po Wen, what are you doing?"

Xiaolian spoke quickly: "Miss, just now, demons and monsters got into your body, and Po Wen is doing some magic to exorcise you."

Po Wen smiled and said: "Third Madam, you finally woke up. Just now, you scared all of us. Just wake up! Just wake up!"

"Where is my child? Where is my child?"

Yang Yingying looked around and kept mumbling.

Xiaolian was still frightened, and she no longer dared to say "flying to the sky". She was also afraid that Wenpo and Xiaoqing would spill the beans, so she quickly said: "Miss, please don't get excited. We will help you out and take a look at you." knew."

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise in the sky, and the ninth lightning turned into a thousand-foot giant dragon and rushed down.

After swallowing eight lightning bolts in a row, the fireball became bigger and bigger, and became more and more solid. From virtual to real, from intangible to tangible, it floated in the sky like a fiery red crystal ball, shining brightly and radiantly.

As soon as the thunder and lightning touched the fireball, it turned into small dragons and was sucked into the fireball. At first, the dragons were still swimming in the fireball, colorful, and then they were gradually swallowed by the fireball and merged into one body.

Xiaoqiang is really rich in associations. Seeing the gorgeous fireball, he suddenly thought of the neon lights on the stage in his previous life, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"The sky is such a big stage!"

"Fireball, you are the most brilliant neon light in the universe!"

"It's fun, it's fun, it's fun!"

"..."

Xiaolian pointed at the little boy in the fire ball and said happily: "Miss, look, look, that's the young master. Listen, he sings so well, he's so charming!"

There were little stars in her eyes, and she looked like a nymphomaniac, like a silly "little fan girl".

Xiaoqing and Wenpo also looked at Yang Yingying with smiles on their faces.

Yang Yingying smiled happily when she saw the little boy with the fireball.

At this moment, the catastrophe suddenly ended.

The Black King of Hell raised his head and looked up at the sky. The thunderclouds had dissipated, and the sun penetrated the clouds and shed its light again.

The Black King of Hell watched the fireball slowly fall downwards, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Kill, kill, kill...!"

In an instant, the Black King of Hell led a team of thousands of people, waving weapons and shouting "Kill, kill, kill...!"

Rushing down from the top of the mountain with murderous intent!

Looking at the crowd of people rushing towards him, Xiaoqiang's heart was filled with fear. He did not expect that these people were actually coming towards him.

Xiaoqiang had never been in a fight or encountered such a scene. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

He didn't know yet that his body was already very strong after just undergoing nine days of continuous tribulation.

As he ran, he suddenly had a very strange feeling. Not only was his body full of strength, but he was also as light as a swallow. Soon, he left the Black King of Hell and the others behind.

The Black King of Hell did not expect that Xiaoqiang would easily escape their pursuit. He was shocked and shouted to his men: "Everyone split up and chase! Don't let him run away!"

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