His back felt cold and sore, and his chest was in pain that was heart-wrenching, but he couldn't care less.
He tried his best to focus his eyes, and finally saw clearly the person standing in front of him.
Two people, to be exact.
An adult and a child.
The man was wearing a flowing purple robe, with three thousand hair hanging down, and a fox-shaped gemstone on his forehead.
His appearance was beautiful.
He had better not describe it.
In short, this man's appearance dwarfed his own.
He was originally a slim tree, but compared with this man, he became a big and sturdy elm tree.
At this moment, this man was looking at him indifferently, as if he were looking at a mentally retarded person.
He was also holding a child in his arms.
The child looked to be only about two years old.
He had a pair of big black and white eyes, as if filled with water, and a bright red and tender mouth.
He was wearing a snow-white robe, carved with pink and jade.
Snow is cute.
The little guy also looked at him, his eyes were exactly the same as those of the person holding him, caring eyes for the mentally retarded.
However, after the little guy looked at him, he patted his chest with his little hand and said: "Fortunately, I caught up with my father.
Please save him quickly and don't let his pigtails grow."
Yan Chen was in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning.
His lips moved several times before he came out with a few words: "Master Zuo Zuo Zuo" That person turned out to be Di Fuyi Di Fuyi, who had obviously become an immortal, now appeared alive in front of his eyes.
Yan Chen almost suspected that he had died and reached the underworld, so he could see this person What made him even more unbelievable was that Lord Zuo Tianshi, who was always so elegant and elegant, never allowed anyone to approach, was extremely tall and hairy, actually held a child in his hands and held him so naturally.
"It's me.
It's rare that you recognize me.
I'm not hopelessly stupid."
Di Fuyi said calmly, and didn't talk nonsense with him.
He raised his sleeves and made a sneer, and the clothes on Yan Chen's chest were An invisible force tore it open, revealing the gurgling bloody hole.
Di Fuyi flicked his fingertips again, and a mutton-fat bottle flew out and hovered in the air.
Then the mouth of the bottle tilted, and liquid flowed down, pouring on the bloody opening.
Yan Chen groaned and curled up.
It hurts so much.
Lord Zuo Tianshi’s concoction is like strong alcohol.
His face turned pale and his body trembled with pain, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead as if it was free.
"Does it hurt?"
Di Fuyi asked in two words.
Yan Chen almost vomited blood.
He really wanted to say tongni and try pouring some liquor on it.
However, he only dared to complain in his heart and never dared to say it out loud.
Master Zuo Tianshi has always been a bitch.
If he slanders him, God knows what this person will do.
So he answered honestly with one word: "It hurts."
"The price of stupidity."
Di Fuyi gave him a four-word comment.
Yan Chen was choked and simply kept silent.
It was Di Hao who looked at Yan Chen's pale and handsome face and felt a little unbearable, and explained: "Your wife is controlled at first glance.
You are so unscrupulous to be stabbed by her."
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His voice still has the sound of a baby's milk, crisp and pleasant.
Yan Chen couldn't help but glance at him.
The baby was indeed pretty, and his words were as bad as his own.
The question was, did Gu Xijiu know who gave birth to him?
Several questions were swirling in his mind, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes to Lan Waihu, who had already sat up.
She was the one he was most concerned about: