Wen Xian's face instantly turned pale, and his heart sank to the bottom of the lake, spasming in pain.

There is no heir to eternal life, and there is no life to a son......

There were only a few words, but he couldn't breathe.

Worry-free, his worry-free......

Why?

Why is God so cruel?

Looking at his son's uncomfortable appearance, Duanmuxi couldn't help but feel slightly wet in the corners of his eyes.

"Is there a possibility of lifting?"

Wen Xian raised his eyes, his eyes were already red, but there was no trace of tears.

Duanmu Xi's nose was sour, and he couldn't bear to shake his head.

The Jun family's curse has been around for billions of years, and if there is a way to lift it, her mother will not have to be reincarnated back then.

"This time your uncle may have gone to the elven clan to find a way, but it's just ......"

Duanmuxi opened his mouth, but he couldn't continue.

"Destroyed by me, didn't you?"

Wen Xian suddenly laughed.

The smile that looked like a madness stabbed Duanmu Xi's eyes and her heart.

Wen Xian slowly turned around and walked out like a soulless shell.

"Don't forget your original intention." Just ......

A low and resolute voice came from behind him, Wen Xian's body stiffened, and suddenly his eyes regained their brilliance, and his heavy steps became much lighter.

Coming out of the Xuelan Palace, Wen Xian arrived at Sanssouci Pavilion.

On the wide Luohan bed, the little man was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Looking at the cute sleeping face like a baby, Wen Xian couldn't help but lean over her smooth and white forehead and gently imprint a kiss.

The carefree curly eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened their eyes.

"Brother Xian."

The soft voice was full of joy.

Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, looking at those pair of worried eyes, and an apology flashed on his face.

"Woke you up?"

Carefree shook his head, "No, I'm waiting for you." ”

Wait for you to come to me.

Looking at the bruises on Wen Xian's face, Wu Wu's nose was sore, and he raised his hand to gently stroke the large area of redness and swelling.

"Daddy is embarrassing you again?"

The hoarse voice was a little choked.

Wen Xian hooked her lips and lovingly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"No, my uncle is very good to me."

Carefree pursed his lips, obviously not believing Wen Xian's words, he took out the ointment from his arms, and silently wiped the red and swollen wounds on Wen Xian's face.

Looking at the carefree and cute expression, a smile flashed in Wen Xian's eyes.

"Really, he agreed to marry us."

The hand that wiped the medicine paused, and the carefree eyes became shiny.

"Really?"

Wen Xian chuckled, "Of course it's true, three days later, the wedding will be held in the Demon Realm." ”

In the Demon Realm?

Worry-free frowned, and the smile on his face instantly decreased a few points.

"Married in the Demon Realm, Brother Xian, you, is it okay?" Pink eyes looked apologetically at Wen Xian.

Wen Xian hooked his lips and gently took Wu Wu into his arms.

"I love being in the Demon Realm, where you grew up."

Where she grew up, how could he not like it?

Hearing that Wen Xian likes the Demon Realm, Carefree rejoiced again.

It's great that she can finally marry Brother Xian.

"In the future, I will be a worry-free person, worry-free must be good to me!"

The lazy voice of banter sounded, and it actually had a hint of coquettishness.

Worry-free hooked his lips, stretched out his little hand to hold Wen Xian's handsome face, and said seriously, "Brother Xian, I will definitely be good to you." ”

Very good, very good......

Looking at the carefree and serious little face, Wen Xian's heart moved, and he couldn't help leaning over to kiss the delicate lip flap.

Carefree slowly closed his eyes, reached out and climbed Wen Xian's neck, followed his example, stretched out his little tongue, and intertwined with it.

Under the yellowish candlelight, the two figures overlap intimately, extending the taste of incomparable happiness.

Outside the room.

"Ahem......"

Ye Bing Ningqiao blushed and coughed lightly, "That, the string boy is pretty good." ”

Jun Wuxie's face was dark and calm, as if others owed him a lot of money, and all the unhappiness was written on his face.

"The key is that you like it."

Ye Bingning looked at her son-in-law with her mother-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became.

"Humph......"

Jun Wuxian snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and went back to the room.

Wen Xian's kid just owes a beating, and I'll see if he doesn't beat him to death tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Jun Wuxian arrived at Bai Xianxuan.

"Uncle."

Looking at Jun Wuxie with a black face, Wen Xian pursed his lips a little weakly.

Jun Wuxian glanced at Wen Xian coldly, and the more he looked at it, the more annoyed he became.

A red fruit flew over, and Wen Xian subconsciously caught it.

"Eat."

The cold voice was full of impatience.

Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, and obediently picked up the pill and wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but was suddenly pulled by Jun Wuxie.

Wen Xian looked at Jun Wuxian suspiciously.

Jun Wuxian said a little awkwardly, "You, you have thought clearly, this is the most poisonous sterilization fruit in the demon world, and there will be no antidote to this thing." ”

Not only is there no antidote, but it will also be painful.

The petite figure outside the room almost screamed in surprise when he heard Jun Wuxie's words.

Neutered fruit?

Why?

Why did Daddy force Brother Xian to eat sterilization fruit?

The truth is almost coming out, but Carefree still doesn't want to believe it.

The corners of Wen Xian's lips hooked slightly, and he glanced at the red fruit in his hand, and swallowed it lightly.

Seeing Wen Xian swallowing the sterilization fruit like this, he fell crookedly on the red pillar without worry, and almost fainted again.

I didn't expect Wen Xian to be so crisp, Jun Wuxian had mixed feelings in his heart.

He could have had a better choice, he could choose other women, choose to have his own children, but he chose the most difficult one.

In the future, he really won't have any more children in his life.

Jun Wuxian stared at Wen Xian for a long time with a complicated expression, and his heart was quite uncomfortable.

"The ......"

"Avoid Zi Tang, I want to feed her personally." Wen Xian endured the churning colic pain in his body, and said word by word.

"Okay."

Jun Wuxian patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked out of the room.

As soon as Jun Wuxian left, Wen Xian could no longer support it and fell to the ground.

The fierce heat like a sea of fire seemed to burn him to ashes, and the extreme pain like a knife twisted seemed to hollow out his internal organs.

It's hot, it's hot, it's painful......

The body curled up unconsciously, and Wen Xian's consciousness gradually became blurred, until in the end, only the petite figure remained.

His original intention has always been worry-free......

What does the heir have to do with him?

It seems that she has a heart, her face is pale without worry, and she covers her heart tightly, as if she feels all the pain that Wen Xian has endured.

Forcefully got up, carefree did not enter the house, but slowly walked out of Bai Xianxuan.

Carefree secretly returned to the Demon Realm and entered the secret room that her father never let her into.

Clinging the yellowed and torn parchment, carefree's hands trembled.

Holding the parchment, Carefree curled up in pain like a warm string.

For the whole day, Carefree stayed in the secret room, and when the people in the Phoenix Palace were looking for her and were going crazy, she came back.

didn't go anywhere, and went directly into Baixianxuan.

In the courtyard, there was a person lying on his stomach, as if he was dead, motionless, and behind him, there was a straight blood path.

In an instant, carefree tears slipped down like pearls with broken threads.

"Brother String......"

Worry-free ran over crying and carefully hugged Wen Xian into his arms.

Looking at the bloody legs, worry-free tears poured out more and more.

"Why so stupid, so, so stupid?"

"Worry-free ......"

Wen Xian opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that Carefree had taken her into his arms.

"Where have you been?"

Wen Xian hugged him and hugged him tightly, his face full of joy that he had regained.

Carefree raised his teary eyes, held Wen Xian's handsome face, and kissed it fiercely.

Different from the gentle and shy in the past, the kiss of Carefree this time was as violent as a storm.

Salty tears slipped into the mouth and wrapped around the tip of the tongue.

Carefree and frantically absorbing, like a dehydrated fish, as if only a drop of sweetness between his lips could give her the courage to come back to life.

The wild and passionate kiss completely burned the warm strings, as if he had forgotten all the pain and was only immersed in that rare happiness.

When the silver moon is in the sky, the breeze blows a beautiful one.

In the yard, the two were obsessed and entangled, as if they were going to kiss until the sky was old and the sea was dry and rotten.

Everyone who was anxious to find Wuwu knew that Wuwu had entered Bai Xianxuan, and they all settled down, but no one came to Bai Xianxuan to disturb the two.

The two hugged each other and had a good night's sleep.

Early morning sunlight pours in and illuminates the room.

Worry-free opened his eyes, looked at Wen Xian's picturesque handsome face opposite, and couldn't help but stretch out his little hand.

The slender onion white fingers traced his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his lips, and his fingers in a daze, rubbing the corners of his lips in a daze, unable to take them back.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, and he opened his mouth solemnly. Live with those white fingers.

Carefree blushed and immediately withdrew her fingers.

"You're pretending to be asleep?"

The small mouth was slightly pouted, and there was a hint of grievance in the coquettish voice.

The corners of Wen Xian's lips hooked slightly, and he turned over and pressed Wuwu under him, and without saying a word, he came to a hot kiss, and the kiss stopped until he was carefree.

"Hungry or not, I'll make you something to eat."

Wen Xian gasped, lowered his head and bit lightly on his lips, and then neatly rolled over and got out of bed.

Looking at Wen Xian's back, his carefree eyes flashed.

Yesterday's incident, Wu Wu didn't ask, Wen Xian didn't mention it, and the two of them acted as if nothing had happened.

After breakfast, Wen Xian arrived at Zisheng Garden, and before he could say anything, he was grabbed by Liang Sheng's wrist.

"You, really ......"

Liang Sheng's eyes were red, and he couldn't say a complete sentence in his mouth.

Wen Xian pulled back his wrist in embarrassment, and smiled exaggeratedly.

"You girl, I'm not sick, what kind of pulse do you give me."

Liang Sheng didn't speak, but his eyes were redder.

"I, I want to ask you for a child-avoiding pill."

Wen Xian blushed and said a little unexpectedly.

Liang Sheng took a deep breath, his heart aching so much that he could barely speak.

"You, you really decided to ......"

"It should be harmless."

Wen Xian raised his eyes and looked at Liang Sheng's eyes with pleading.

Liang Sheng was suffocated again, didn't ask anymore, didn't say anymore, turned around to the pharmacy, dispensed the medicine Wen Xian wanted, and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

After taking the medicine, Wen Xian thanked him and turned to leave.

Looking at the lonely and firm back in front of him, the tears could no longer hold back and slip down, disappearing into the placket of his clothes.