Chapter 977 Quiet!

In the room, Lai Sheng held the baby in his arms, and protected the baby's heart with one hand, continuously sending spiritual power to it, warming the limbs and heart.

Jimo Ya immediately stood up and moved over.

In the deep pit before, his mood was shaken and he didn't look much. Now when he saw the child, he felt a sense of intimacy for no reason.

Is this the feeling of being connected by blood?

That child whom she dislikes and dislikes is actually her own.

At the beginning, what Yan girl said was true, but because of my inner demons, I didn't believe her at all, and wanted to force her to kill the child in her belly.

Fortunately, Yan girl protected her with all her strength.

Now that I think about it, I have no face to see her. How sad and wronged was Yan Yantou back then, and what kind of mood did she face her?

It's ridiculous that I still felt wronged at the time, because I loved the double-faced girl, so I was willing to wear a cuckold.

I can't even imagine how desperate Yan Yatou was in giving birth to a child, and then faced the sad news that the child died at birth?

And this child should have been born under the expectation and care of his parents, but he was born amidst his own disgust, hatred and ignorance. Before he had time to see the world, he left him again!

Is this retribution?

The remorse that almost overwhelmed Jimo Ya made him almost out of breath.

It was Lai Sheng who looked back and saw Jimo Ya's fascinated look, sighed, and said softly: "Calm down!"

Jimo Ya was startled, his eyes cleared up, just after the inner demon passed, he was almost lost by regret again.

Fortunately, Lai Sheng made a decisive decision to wake him up.

Pulling out a wry smile, he looked at the baby in Lai Sheng's arms almost devoutly. Although his face was dark and blue, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and cute, like a girl, but the outline of his face was exactly like his own.

A piercing pain rose from the bottom of his heart, making him stagger, almost unable to stand still.

Slowly approaching Lai Sheng, with an imperceptible tremor in his tone: "Uncle, can the child be saved?"

Once his mind was clear, he immediately found that Lai Sheng had been warming and nourishing the child's body with spiritual power. Could it be that the child could be rescued?

Lai Sheng looked dignified, shook his head, and sighed: "This son died shortly after he was born, leaving only a piece of residual heat in his chest. I refuse to give up. One reason is that this son is from my Jimo family. , as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will do my best to save it; secondly, I have injected spiritual power into this son's body, and found that his aptitude and meridians are no less than yours. Alas, if this son can be born smoothly, I am afraid that I will be a thousand-year-old Mo family There is no need to worry about successors!"

Hearing these words in Jimo Ya's ears, it felt more and more uncomfortable like being cut by a thunderbolt.

Jimo Wuchang, who was standing outside the house waiting for Lai Sheng's call, changed his expression, revealing a bit of regret.

He didn't agree with Jimo Ya and Huan Qingyan's marriage that day, and he turned a blind eye to Madam Ru's little tricks.

His body was worn out due to spying on the sky, and he didn't have a few years to live.

He also wanted to last for a few more years, so that the burden that Jimo Ya would take over would be easier, and he would hardly do calculations on weekdays, and he would be able to get over some small things.

Huan Qingyan is just an ordinary woman, her beauty confuses the hope of the family's future, let Jimo Ya fall into a trap for her, it really deserves to be damned!

But young people, there are always youths and madness, he believes that Jimo Ya will understand when the time comes, just treat this woman as a sharpening stone on his path of practice, grind away the soft part of Jimo Ya's nature, and he will be a An impartial patriarch.