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Chapter Fifteen: Coming Soon

Winter goes and spring returns, and everything revives; after farewell to the desolation and coldness of winter, welcoming the prosperity and joy of spring.

"Girl! You said that you have already worshipped the Master Wudao as your teacher; why don't you learn martial arts? Instead, you hold this broken book every day and watch it tirelessly!" If this was heard by Shao Qi and Shao Hui; they didn't know that they were

, What would you think?!

Liu Hanyan shook her head and laughed.

Zhiya looked at Zhitao with anger: "How can a girl be pregnant? What should I do if she accidentally hurts the child?"

Zhitao disagreed: "The true man Wudao is so powerful that he will definitely have martial arts that pregnant people learn!"

"You are hopeless!" Zhiya concluded unhappily.

"You are hopeless!" Zhitao pouted aggrievedly: "Girl! You look at it elegantly..."

"Okay! Don't argue with both of you!" Liu Hanyan spoke up as a peacemaker: "Zhitao! With my age at this time, it's not suitable for martial arts at all!"

"Girl! Lies!" Zhitao looked disbelief: "You are only eighteen years old this year, why is it not suitable?"

"The other child has been practicing martial arts since he was one or two years old. When he compared me, did he compare me to me?" He deliberately shook the book in his hand: "The broken book you mentioned is, but

The True Man Wudao gave it!" After a moment of salvation, he continued: "According to the eldest brother and the second brother, this book is a priceless treasure; it is hard to find a thousand gold!"

Zhitao was stunned: "This, this book is really so good?"

"Of course!" Liu Hanyan asked with a smile: "No, will people in the world fight for it?"

Zhitao blinked: "Since that's such a baby! Girl, keep watching!"

Change of face is like turning a book.

Liu Hanyan put his eyes back into the book.

Zhitao was beside him, glanced at the books in Liu Hanyan's hand; they were all herbs, and frowned in great confusion: "Girl, what's the use of reading this book?"

"I don't know martial arts, so I can use medicine to defend myself!" I continued without raising my head: "What's more, I'm more interested in studying medicine!!"

"Oh!" nodded without understanding.

Suddenly, a squeak came from his abdomen; Liu Hanyan frowned.

When he noticed Liu Hanyan's change, Zhiya asked nervously: "Girl! What's wrong with you?"

He raised his little face full of cold sweat: "I'm going to give birth!"

Zhitao, Zhiya was panicked when she heard this!

"Slave, what are the servants going to do?"

"Hurry, go find the midwife!" He pressed his stomach and felt a burst of pain; he ordered.

"Oh!" Zhitao nodded repeatedly: "Girl! You're holding on for a while! I'll go find the midwife immediately!"

"Girl! I will help you in first!" Zhiya half-held and half-held Liu Hanyan lying on the soft couch.

The pain in the belly is stronger and stronger; the cold sweat on the forehead is getting faster and faster.

Zhiya, who had never given birth to a child, could only worry about Liu Hanyan's pain.

"Yes, it's so elegant! You can boil some hot water first!" In ancient times, the technology of giving birth was particularly backward; hot water became an indispensable one.

"Yes, yes! I'll go now!" Zhiya responded quickly and ran outward.

...

The Wudao Zhenren, dressed in white, stood on Wudao's side; his eyes were closed, and he let his robe dance with the wind; his fingertips quickly calculated, and a light smile gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.

"God's will! God's will!" He opened his eyes and stroked his snow-white beard; he looked at the sky thoughtfully; then disappeared from the spot.


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