His back was cold and harsh, and his chest was so painful that he scratched his heart and liver, but he didn't care at all and tried his best to focus his eyes. Finally, he saw clearly the person standing in front of him-

To be precise, it is two people.

An adult, a child.

The adult was wearing a purple robe with three thousand hairs hanging down, and a fox-shaped gem on his forehead was plastered with his forehead. His appearance was beautiful—

He wouldn't describe it anymore. In short, this man's appearance dwarfed him. He was originally a graceful tree, but compared with this man, he became a stout big elm tree.

At this moment, this man was looking at him indifferently, his eyes as if he was mentally retarded.

He was holding a child in his arms. The child looked about two years old. His big eyes were clearly black and white, as if he had water, his little mouth was bright red and pink, and he was wearing a snow-white robe, which was made of pink and jade, and his jade snow was cute.

The little guy also looked at him, his eyes that were exactly the same as those who were holding him, and his eyes that cared for mentally retarded.

However, after looking at him, the little guy patted his chest with his little hand and said, "Let's get along! Father, save him quickly and don't let him get rid of his braids."

Yan Chen's mind was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning. His lips moved several times before a few words popped up: "Left...Left...Zuo Tianshi!"

That person is actually Di Fuyi!

The obviously feathered Emperor Fuyi now appears in front of him!

Yan Chen almost suspected that he was dead and had arrived in the underworld, so he could see this person-

What made him even more disbelief was that he had always been bright and bright, and never allowed anyone to approach. He was extremely turtle-haired and extremely tall, and actually held a child in his hand! He was so capable of hugging him so well.

"It's me, it's rare that you still recognize me. You are hopelessly stupid." Di Fuyi spoke lightly, and did not talk nonsense to him. He raised his sleeve and sniffed, and the clothes on Yan Chen's chest were torn apart by an invisible force, revealing the bloody hole.

Di Fuyi bounced his fingertips again, and a bottle of mutton fat flew out, hovered in the air, and then the mouth of the bottle tilted, and liquid flowed downwards, pouring on the bloody hole...

Yan Chen groaned and curled up.

It hurts so much! Master Zuo Tianshi's medicine is like strong wine...

The pain made his face tremble and his forehead was cold sweating, and he rolled down like a lack of money.

"Does it hurt?" Di Fuyi asked two words.

Yan Chen was almost vomiting blood, and he wanted to say that he would stab you and try pouring it on with strong wine!

However, he only dared to complain in his heart, and never dared to say it out loud.

This Lord Zuo Tianshi has always been a turtle hair. If he scolds him, God knows what this person will do!

So he honestly answered one word: "It hurts."

"The price of stupidity." Di Fuyi gave him a four-word comment.

Yan Chen was choked and simply stopped talking.

It was Di Hao who looked at Yan Chen's handsome face a little unbearable, and explained: "Your wife was obviously controlled. You were so unwise that you were stabbed by her so honestly."

His voice also brought the baby's breasts, which were crisp and nice.

Yan Chen couldn't help but look at him. This baby is indeed beautiful enough. His words are as bad as his. Who gave birth to him? Does Gu Xijiu know?

Several questions were circling around his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to the Lan Wai Fox who had already sat up. What he was most concerned about was her...
Chapter completed!