Chapter One Thousand and Eighty-Six
"Alas, this bear child, how did the blue butterfly give birth to such a bear child? I seriously suspect that he was deliberately punished by me so that he could get out of the way! ”
The ghost doctor pulled out the weeds in front of the stone tablet, because of Qing Yao's relationship, the plants in the entire valley grew savagely, and he could only come more diligently, or punish Zi Seventeen more diligently.
"Damn Qingyao, how many times have you grown so savage!" The ghost doctor smacked a handful of weeds fiercely, and complained very much when he looked at the deep rhizomes of the weeds.
"Ghost Doctor." A soft voice sounded behind him.
The ghost doctor trembled, but he didn't look back, and couldn't help muttering: "Is it your ghost, how did I hear the king's voice, obviously she is still asleep." ”
"Ghost doctor, it's really me." Ye Weiran smiled, looked at the stiff back of the ghost doctor, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet in front of him.
One by one, the names are far away from her and profound, and these people she rescued one by one finally died because of protecting her.
The ghost doctor turned around stiffly, and saw a white-clothed Ye Weizhi, with a pale and tired face, and it could be seen that he had opened his eyes and came here.
There was a touch of sadness in his eyes: "Is everyone here?" ”
The ghost doctor nodded, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet: "Well, it's all here, many brothers have not left their bones, and I have also set up a clothed tomb."
What can you do even if you leave the bones behind, hundreds of millions of years, even if this Sixth Realm wanders outside of time, it can't bear this pull
Everyone, it has long since disappeared with time, and these steles are just memorials I left to comfort myself. ”
"I'm sorry I came back late." Ye Weiran looked at all this in front of him, and his voice was hoarse.
And this cry of sorry made the big man of the ghost doctor can't help but burst into tears.
"The king shouldn't be sorry, it's useless for us to help the king, the king is desperate for us, the king saved us, and we should give our lives for the king!"
Looking at the eyes of the ghost doctor, Ye Weiran smiled, with a touch of loneliness: "How can I be as tall as yours, I just can't bear that man from beginning to end."
However, reality has taught me one thing, you are a good person, but others do not necessarily see you as a good person. ”
Ye Weiran shook his head and looked at the sky above his head: "I, I'm really scared, I don't want to continue, if you have the chance, will you leave here with me?" ”
"King, aren't you looking for the prince?" The ghost doctor looked at Ye Weizhi and suddenly spoke.
"Prince?" Ye Weiran was stunned for a moment, and looked at the ghost doctor: "Who is the prince?" ”
The ghost doctor was really stunned, he looked at Ye Weiran: "You forgot the prince?" Do you remember His Highness the Wind God? ”
"Bai Xiao, I definitely remember, but who is the prince?" Ye Weiran's heart was empty, and he didn't understand why he desperately wanted to know who this person was.
The ghost doctor paused for a moment and looked at Ye Weiran: "The king doesn't remember, but mine is true, the prince is the child born to you and His Highness the Wind God, and it is your son." ”
"My son and Bai Xiao?" Ye Weiran's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the ghost doctor, with a look of disbelief: "Impossible! How come I don't remember this? How did I not know I had a son?! ”
The ghost doctor paused for a moment and said in a low voice, "Then do you remember how you became a god?" ”