Chapter 75 I’m pregnant with three children and am going to be a father? (Asking for monthly votes)
A person should not have four health bars.
If there are four lives, then the four health bars should be the same length. What the hell is three short and one long?
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Good news, the only three full health bars at home are stacked on his head.
Bad news, I have four health bars stacked on my head?
“The one with the longest blood volume should be myself, and the remaining three are...”
Feng Mu's face changed with uncertainty, and he spat out a sentence from between his teeth,
"[Iron Eater], [Crazy Blood], [Feast], are you?"
< br>Of course, there was no response. There was only Feng Mu talking to himself in the bathroom, and the panel on the retina was calm and calm.
In the past, Feng Mu only occasionally suspected that the evil nature of [entry] seemed to be alive. Now, there is no need to doubt it. The solid evidence is printed above his head.
Q: What causes a person to have more bleeding bars?
Answer: When you are pregnant!
“I am pregnant with my third child now.” Feng Mu murmured to himself, and after a moment of shivers of horror, everything turned into a gloomy murderous intent.
"That's all, I will keep it in my body. I want to see when you will be born, how you will be born, and what you will look like."
Feng Mu's eyes are dark. Blood red, he looked in the mirror and seemed to Said to myself, and seemed to say to them,
"Since you are in dad's body, you must be obedient and be a good son to dad. Otherwise, don't blame dad for strangling you to death the moment you are born. You guys!”
There was still no response, but he didn't know if it was because of his eyesight. Feng Mu felt that the three short health bars on his head seemed to tremble slightly at the same time.
After looking at the mirror for a while, Feng Mu closed the [Blood Bar Eye] and returned to his bedroom.
“I have just turned 18 and I have to experience the troubles of being a father. In order to be a good villain BOSS, I have really paid a lot in my growth.”
Feng Mu sighed inwardly, feeling happy to be a father for the first time in his life, it really hit the depths of his soul.
“Go to the hospital to see Feng Ju.”
Feng Mu sighed, and his face became more solemn. It was not that he was worried that Feng Ju was dead, but that Feng Ju's unknown fate at this moment reminded him of the concept of parenting.
The caring and education of your son must start before he is born, otherwise he will be easily preached by his father when he grows up. You should take Feng Ju as a warning and avoid following in his footsteps.
The phone vibrated again, it was Feng Yuhuai calling.
Feng Mu squinted his eyes, put his cell phone on silent, changed his clothes and stuffed them into his pockets, packed up the bedroom, and walked out unhurriedly.
As he walked out, he crushed the big black core and stuffed it into his mouth.
According to the confession of Dark No. 1, the big black core is the polymerization of small black cores. There is no condiment added in the middle, but some technological work is mixed in.
The principle of the process is very complicated, and Dark No. 1 does not understand it. The instrument in the suitcase is considered to be the most cutting-edge invention of the Cult of Ursus in recent years, integrating the wisdom of countless talents within the Cult of Ursus.
Feng Mu is willing to believe a dead man's words about his death. He has a pure and kind nature and it is too easy to trust others. If he is poisoned to death later, he will be forced to use [Marry the Twins] Come to resurrection.
Swarthy No. 1 did not lie. Half of the 44 agents were lucky enough to save a life tonight.
Fortunately, they had no idea that the god of death had passed them by. Otherwise, they would have had to kowtow on the grave of Dark No. 1.
[Detected Yinsha Jiuyou evil resentment iron, edible! ]
[Eat or not? ]
[Do you want to enable the free food bar? ]
Feng Mu was speechless, and the system was still asking stupid questions, which seemed a bit unsatisfactory.
But this kind of unreasonableness is what Feng Mu likes. At least he doesn't have to worry about the system growing a health bar one day, which would be too scary.
[edible! ]
[Open! ]
Feng Mu thought in his heart, and at the same time sincerely thanked the high technology of the Yinsha Jiuyou Cult for allowing him to skip the iron fragments of Yinsha Jiuyouxie and directly eat the complete Yinsha Jiuyouxie. Resent iron. The Evil Corpse Cult is a good person.
Although [Destiny] looks down on you, it is because [Destiny] has made a mistake. Don't be aggrieved. I, Feng Mu, will definitely entertain you with the highest standards of courtesy in the future.
[Edibility↑]
[Edibility↑]
[Edibility↑]
[Edible Column 2: Yinsha Jiuyou Evil Resentful Iron (5/100 %)]
The big black core the size of a palm was crushed by Feng Mu just as he walked down the stairs, and most of it was swallowed wholeheartedly into his stomach.
Then there was an extremely strong feeling of fullness, which hit my stomach and made it impossible to hold anything more in.
Feng Mu is used to the feeling of fullness. Although he feels uncomfortable, he can bear it: "Oops, I ate too much at one time, but I didn't expect it. It's only half the size of a palm, and my stomach feels like it's full. ?”
“Do you want to dig it out and spit it out? It won’t turn into a corpse tomorrow morning, right?” Overeating in one meal shouldn't be a big problem.
Then he put the remaining half of the big black core back into his pocket and put it in an iron box.
The iron box is not big. It was used by the original owner to store some scattered objects. Feng Mu used it to hold the large black core, which can block the detection of the black core detector.
The information also comes from the pre-death communication with Dark No. 1.
"Half a large black core can provide 5% of the food content. There are about ten pieces in the suitcase, isn't it..."
Riding on the bicycle, Feng Mu's mouth Uncontrollably upward, things seemed to be progressing far more smoothly than he expected.
In particular, the consumption of Yinsha Jiuyou Evil Iron Resentment has increased more than ten times faster than the original pig iron. In the final analysis, we still have to thank the Evil Corpse Cult for aggregating the small black cores into large black cores. It saves him from slowly swallowing and digesting the little black nuggets.
"In 10 days or 20 days, I can absorb the characteristics of Yinsha Jiuyou's evil iron?"
Feng Mu was smiling with his molars, and he couldn't help but fast forward to 20 The Queen saw the results and couldn't wait for even a second.
Creak, creak, creak -
The bicycle wheel failed to create a montage of changing time. It still turned in circles on the ground, dragging Feng Mu's wandering thoughts back to the hospital. door.
The night guard stopped Feng Mu. This kind of shabby bicycle was not allowed to enter the hospital.
Feng Mu parked his bicycle outside the locked door, walked into the hospital, and followed the signs to the emergency building. He saw many blue and white cars from the patrol room along the way.
There was blood on the seats of several open car doors, and several police officers were leaning against the doors smoking, their brows furrowed.
Feng Mu glanced sideways, put on the same expression on his face, and hurried towards the building.
On the fourth floor, the lights outside a row of operating rooms were all bright red. There were many head catchers standing in the corridor. A young man with a hooked nose had his arms folded across his chest and his face was gloomy.
Li Shan and Chang Erbing gathered around the young man, whispering something.
Feng Mu didn't look much and walked towards the door of the operating room. Wang Xiuli sat slumped at the door of the operating room, with tears on her face. Feng Yuhuai sat on the chair next to her, her face no longer proud of the past, with a look of confusion.
Feng Mu looked at the red light on the door with mixed feelings in his heart. He thought that he would have to go to the bookstore tomorrow to see if there were any books on prenatal education. He would never be like Feng Ju in the future. Dad.
He and the three sons in his body must have a loving father and a filial son in the future!
Feng Mu sighed, squatted on the ground, slowly helped Wang Xiuli sit on the chair, and then asked confusedly and worriedly: "What's wrong with dad? Will he be okay?"
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(End of this chapter)