Douluo Continent: My wife, Qian Renxue, gave birth to the Seven Calabash Brothers.

Chapter 111 Seventh Child: "My only family is my maternal grandmother!"

Inside the secret chamber of the offering hall,

Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes while cultivating, and jumped up from her cross-legged position. Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and shock and doubt were intertwined on her beautiful face.

She felt that the aura was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. She also felt a connection to it, which was quite strange.

"How can this aura be so powerful? What kind of aura is it?"

Why does it feel so familiar? What is it?

"Why can't I get out?"

Qian Renxue was completely baffled. The longer she stayed in the secret room, the more she wanted to get out, but she couldn't figure out why there was such a powerful aura fluctuation.

"But something big is definitely happening. Grandpa has been coming here more and more often, and these days the Spirit Hall doesn't seem to be stable. It seems to be fighting against something."

Qian Renxue became increasingly curious about what had happened, and her desire to go out reached its peak.

If it weren't for the fact that her spiritual power had been quietly rising in a way that was hard to explain, making Qian Renxue believe that this place was very conducive to her cultivation, she probably would have challenged Qian Daoliu long ago to find a way out.

However, she couldn't actually confront Qian Daoliu head-on, since he was the grandfather who raised Qian Renxue from childhood.

"Perhaps Grandpa will only let me go when my soul power reaches level 95 or higher."

Qian Renxue couldn't help but sigh again.

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The purple aura gradually dissipated, and the gale gradually subsided. However, the shock brought about by the birth of that small purple gourd was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in Wuhun City. It has definitely become an indelible spectacle in the history of Wuhun City.

Finally, as the light slowly faded, everything seemed to return to calm, but the strange and mysterious atmosphere still lingered in the air.

Inside the secret chamber of Wuhun City, in front of the statue of the Rakshasa God.

The little purple gourd has disappeared, replaced by a cute little baby girl lying quietly in the same spot.

The baby girl was exquisitely beautiful, and the little gourd on her head was exactly the same as the one worn by the eldest child, except that it was purple. However, upon closer inspection, the little gourd on top of her head also had a hint of black.

The girl had a slightly sinister aura, a purple tinged with black, that made ordinary people reluctant to approach her.

Bibi Dong carefully examined the little baby in front of her. Looking at the chubby little face of the seventh baby, Bibi Dong couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch it.

Bibi Dong thought to herself: This little chubby dumpling is quite easy to squeeze. Wearing a purplish-black dress, it actually looks a lot like her.

Suddenly, the little gourd brother, who was lying down, opened his eyes, startling Bibi Dong, who was looking at him. They stared at each other awkwardly.

Seventh Child stared with his big purple eyes, "You...you must be Grandma?"

That soft, sweet voice softened Bibi Dong's heart.

These days, Seventh Sister can hear someone outside constantly communicating with her, saying that she is her maternal grandmother, but her mother has been kidnapped by a bad old man, and that her grandmother is very good to her.

Everyone else she recognized was a bad person, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Bibi Dong.

Moreover, Bibi Dong had a familiar aura, which made Seventh Brother unconsciously trust her.

Bibi Dong, unusually overflowing with maternal love, squatted down and took Qiwa's little hand. Her usual fierce expression was gone, and she answered gently, "Yes, I am your grandmother."

It seems the brainwashing over this period has really worked.

However, Bibi Dong was still in shock. Why were the newborn babies so big? Why could they talk right after birth?

No, this child popped out of a gourd, so it might be different.

Bibi Dong thought to herself.

"Grandma, do I have any older brothers? Where are they?"

Seventh Brother asked again in a soft, sweet voice, and then he was surprised himself... Why did he say that?

Bibi Dong was taken aback. Looking at the child in front of her, her heart skipped a beat when he suddenly asked her such a question. Had she failed? Had she retained her previous memories?

But she still recognizes herself as her grandmother. How is that possible? Is her memory distorted?

Bibi Dong thought for a moment and decided to brush the question aside for now. So she smiled and patted Qiwa's head, saying, "My dear, don't overthink it. You don't have any brothers... Your mother only has you as her child."

Then, she led Qiwa into a room and sat him down, gently stroking his head.

Seventh Child blinked his big eyes and continued to ask, "Grandma, where's my daddy?"

Bibi Dong's heart tightened, but she quickly regained her composure and explained gently, "My dear, your father is no longer alive, so from now on you can only rely on your grandmother and mother."

Seventh Brother nodded, indicating he understood. Then, he asked curiously, "Grandma, when are we going to find Mommy?"

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "How about we go find your mother when you're a little older and have enough strength?"

Seventh Baby nodded as if he understood, then nestled obediently in Bibi Dong's arms, feeling her warmth.

Bibi Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was good that the child was still young and easier to coax.

However, she decided to act quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications.

After all, she couldn't let Seventh Brother know too much of the truth, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain.

Over the next few hours, Bibi Dong and Qiwa got along better and better, and their relationship deepened.

Seventh Brother stood still, his expression serious and focused, and began to think seriously.

Finally, the seventh child raised his head, his eyes shining with determination, and said loudly, "Okay! I will listen to Grandma, rescue Mother and protect you!"

Bibi Dong stood aside, quietly watching the small figure before her. Seventh Brother's earnestness surprised and moved her, and a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

Compared to the scene when Qian Renxue was born, Qiwa gave her a completely different feeling.

Perhaps, if she had had such a child back then, everything would have been different, and she wouldn't be as cold and heartless as she is now.

However, reality could not be changed. Bibi Dong took a deep breath, trying to bring her thoughts back to reality.

Looking at the Seventh Baby's exquisitely beautiful face, Bibi Dong felt a mix of emotions.

"Is it really a good idea for me to use this child? What if she finds out the truth later?"

Bibi Dong thought to herself that she always felt a little guilty, after all, she was using a child... and this child was actually her granddaughter.

Even though Bibi Dong was heartless, she was still somewhat moved...

"Was I going too far...?"

Bibi Dong thought to herself, looking at the innocent and adorable Seventh Brother, her expression showing some reluctance.

Although she was indeed the child's maternal grandmother, her relationship with Qian Renxue was one of irreconcilable enmity.

Now it's even developing in the direction of becoming an enemy.

If this child knew the truth, Bibi Dong felt that the child would definitely side with Qian Renxue.

After all, blood is thicker than water.

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