Chapter 48 Gave Birth to a Boy-wife

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"Ah... ah..."
A loud and resonant baby's cry rang out.
"It's born, it's born! Lingling, Chunnun, it's a boy! The Xiao family has hope for the next generation!" Old Aunt Huang supported the baby with both hands, tears streaming down her face as she shouted in excitement.
"Third Aunt, please cut the umbilical cord first, then wash the baby and dress him."
"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Huang was both excited and nervous. "Keep an eye on Lingling."
"Rest assured, I am watching over my eldest sister-in-law, her condition is currently sta—"
"My Mo family's strength is very poor! If not for that stroke of fortune, I'm afraid my Mo family would be completely and utterly an ordinary household," Mo Wu said with a bitter smile.
Before long, Liang Hua returned from the office beaming with joy. Along the way, he was greeted with awe-filled gazes. One had to wonder who else would dare kick a door open like that; just looking at it made one's foot hurt.
"Then did you give the card to Chenjing?" Yao Chen, who had remained silent all this time, finally spoke up. Looking at his stern expression, it seemed as though he had thoroughly pondered the entire matter.
Zhou Kehan, a Greater Spirit Master at the middle stage of the Profound Realm, possessed top-tier cultivation techniques from within the divine court. His combat prowess was extraordinary, and his movements were as graceful as dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.
A white-browed elder frowned and said, "What kind of nonsense is this? How can we not call him for such a momentous matter concerning the rise and fall of the North Luo Gang?" This person was none other than Elder Chai, who was responsible for purchasing new slaves and handling injured or dead slaves. A chilling, gloomy aura exuded from his entire body.
This was an old man's lingering concern for a young man, even if he did not know that Ao Xingchu was already much "older" than him.
Looking at his junior brother, Jiang Ling felt a complex mix of emotions. He had not expected that in just these past few months, his junior brother would have experienced such bizarre encounters. It was not hard to glean that encountering the Ghost Heart had been the primary turning point, and everything afterwards was intimately tied to it.
To this day, neither of them had heard any news of him regaining consciousness. Of course, it was also possible that too much time had passed and they had simply stopped paying attention.
"Hmph, the reason I came to find you is naturally because I have the capital to do so." Duke Moxis looked at Lu Yu with eyes full of anger.
After carefully examining the topography and terrain near the port of Benghazi and Tobruk marked on the map, along with those two reconnaissance reports from the German Marine Corps, an operation he had previously planned in his mind began to gradually take shape.
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His stretching motion froze mid-air, and he stared in a daze at the vast expanse of blue light before him.
"Imperial Concubine Qin, please restrain your grief!" Although Concubine Qin was pitiful, seeing her accuse Chu Yuyan really made Murong Hong's heart ache.
Amidst the countless gazes filling the sky, Lin Dong also slowly walked out. His eyes turned toward the direction of the Yuan Gate, a chilling intent flowing within them.
Just as the fatty rushed forward, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and two uprooted upright ears fell to the ground. Directly ahead, the stone slab door crashed down with a booming sound, slamming heavily onto the earth. Even the Daoist priest shrank back in fright. Just how heavy was that door? The ground beneath his feet trembled from the impact.
Therefore, they went back to regroup. Word had it that they had selected their most elite troops, preparing to come and fight against the Eastern Hua Kingdom.
However, occupying the Middle East brought the obvious benefit of enveloping the southern flank of the Soviet Union. At this time, the German navy needed to project its forces into the Black Sea. But there was only one route between the Mediterranean and the Black Sea—the Turkish Straits—so Turkey's attitude was well worth pondering.
Just as he was playing happily, his godmother told him it was time to eat. She took away the candied hawthorns and sugar figurines, then proceeded onto the heated brick bed to place the dining table and arrange the food.
While tidying up his things, Cheng Dong discovered the gilded dragon-patterned tripodal incense burner that he had forgotten. If not for it, neither he nor Sheng Chuan would have been pursued into the deep mountains and old forests by inexplicable men in black, forcing them to spend the night within the Qinling Mountains.
Could it be—Zhong Ling'er? The other party had claimed to be Zhong Ling'er last night. However, if the phone really was in Zhong Ling'er's hands, why go to such great lengths to mail it back? Wouldn't it have been much better to just deliver it directly or make a call telling them to come and pick it up?
"But I don't practice battle qi," Tang Meng replied helplessly. Battle qi techniques all required battle qi to drive them.
Lü Tu's eyes split with rage as he urged Xin Fenhuang to continue charging forward, while he himself led Dongmen Wuze, Huabao, and the others to rescue Zheng Dan.
"What is the Dao of human arrival?" Yin Xi unconsciously fell into a logical contradiction. Previously, he had stated that the Dao could not be named, yet now he was asking what it was.
"Are you going to be naughty anymore? Can you answer honestly now?" Qin Jun looked down at her from above, feigning seriousness.
Outside Fox Hunting, the Tiger Driver's legs had fully healed. He said that staying behind wouldn't be of much help and volunteered to go along. Thus, after Wang Quan gave a few instructions to the others, twelve men and three tigers set off amidst the high hopes of the Yi people.
This drumming did not come from the Kuiniu drum in Li Hua's hand, but from three pitch-black giant drums in the distance. The sound exactly neutralized the power of the Kuiniu drum, and with a resounding crash, a black-purple pillar of light once again suppressed him into the ground.
Whales are treasures from head to toe: their meat can be eaten, their bones can be crafted into decorations, their skin can be used for leather goods, tents, and even sails, and their blubber can be rendered into whale oil.
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Guangzhi's persuasion also stemmed from selfish motives. He was a trusted confidant of Abbot Jinchih, and once the abbot passed away, the position of monastery head would most likely be passed on to him. By then, whether it was Jinchih's past collections or this brocade kasaya, everything would belong to Guangzhi.
Upon exiting the airport, Guan Dong truly experienced just how explosive the popularity of Princess Pearl was.
This was not an amount of money he could afford, even if Ji Qing had squeezed every last cent from all the wealthy people in his class.
However, I did not give up either. At the very least, the initial momentum had to suppress Lin Yu. This was the tactic formulated for me by Peng Yu and Coach Ma.
When dealing with someone who pours their heart out to you and completely trusts you, you simply couldn't get past your own conscience if you were to deceive them.
Gongsun Hao had suffered great hardships, and his endurance was already quite strong, but the Gongsun family was ultimately his sore spot. Being brought up like this and having his scar poked, his expression turned somewhat unsightly for a moment.
However, this did not prevent Ji Qing from liking this bracer, not only because of its skills, but also because of its previous owner.
The four of them manipulated the four fierce beasts, launching a ferocious charge against the setting sun. They did not seek to defeat it, but only to force the setting sun to retreat continuously, causing it to fall from the boundless horizon.
Consequently, higher-ups immediately sent someone over to communicate with Lu Jin. They had anticipated that Lu Jin might throw some tantrums, but they never expected that he would resign just like that—how could that possibly do?
Aside from perfume, things applied to the body were judged first by their appearance, and second by their scent.
Gu Qianmo truly lived up to having been a CEO for so long. The moment this Li Meng walked in, she was already wearing that kind of furious expression, questioning Gu Qianmo in that tone of interrogation.
Acupuncture looked simple, but doing it in practice was harder than ascending to the heavens. Ordinary people simply couldn't accurately pierce a gold needle as thin as a hair into the subcutaneous tissue. This required not only physical strength, but even more so, deft technique and an understanding of how to apply force.
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