Xiao Yanbao hurriedly hugged Ji Wuchen's neck.

Fortunately, Ji Wuchen was sitting on the bed with her in his arms, and he lost consciousness at this time and fell backwards, and the whole person lay on the bed.

Xiao Yanbao crawled out of his arms.

The little face was pressed against his face.

Tears rolled out of his eyes.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

"Daddy, don't scare Yanbao, okay?"

"Daddy, Yanbao is so scared...... Woowoo woo ......"

"It's all because Yanbao is not good, it's because Yanbao didn't protect Daddy......"

The little guy was crying while manipulating the threads to check Ji Wuchen.

There was only one command in her head.

- Daddy must be fined!

The threads went out en masse.

Surround Ji Wuchen.

Various views.

Even a lot of lines touched Ji Wuchen's soul.

But Ji Wuchen's divine soul was extremely powerful, and the threads that first touched his divine soul were all bounced back.

Xiao Yanbao noticed it, and hurriedly hugged Ji Wuchen's neck and talked to him.

"Daddy, it's Yanbao, it's Yanbao's lines, Daddy, you let Yanbao's lines take a look...... The wires are very powerful. ”

The threads still can't get into Ji Wuchen's soul.

He didn't have any external injuries.

The lines are in a hurry.

Xiao Yanbao is more anxious.

The little one's face was as pale as paper.

The pitch-black pupils gradually turned dark gold.

She stared at the flame marks that began to flash again on her father's eyebrows, and she didn't want to pounce on them directly.

Open your little mouth, whimper, and suck hard.

The dark golden light under his eyes suddenly became extremely bright.

It's even like a raging fire.

And the flame mark on Ji Wuchen's eyebrows was sucked out by her in this raging fire, and then swallowed it into her stomach with a sigh.

The little one takes a deep breath.

When she realized that the mark was about to come out of her belly, she inhaled hard and pressed down.

The little one is now honey-confident.

I don't think there's anything in the world that she can't eat!

Even if it was a flame mark that burned her tongue as hot as a flame, she ate it correctly.

After about half a second, the force that wanted to go up was gone.

And the threads are also back in the little guy's brain in an instant.

Spread out like noodles.

Xiao Yanbao also felt dizzy in his brain.

It's getting darker and darker.

She struggled to lift her eyelids, lay on Ji Wuchen, and tried to look at his eyebrows.

Well!

Daddy's face is very clean.

Daddy is very good-looking.

It's better than a kiss.

Daddy's body is still hot.

Daddy's heartbeat is still there.

Daddy seems to be ...... Just asleep.

The little guy was tired, and his little face was clinging to Ji Wuchen's arms.

The head stinged, as if it was about to explode.

The threads seem to be dissipating.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes closed and he lost consciousness completely.

At the end, he was still muttering.

"Daddy...... Don't talk about it, talk about it...... Very well-behaved...... Very greasy ......"

The white and black bones in Ji Wuchen's cuffs: "......"

Brothers, you look at me, and I look at you.

I couldn't help but be moved.

Outside the ruins of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, thousands of disciples of Xiangguo Temple gathered in the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Master Qingyun, who had just arrived here, comforted the disciples with the host master and nephew, and at the same time arranged for someone to find out what was going on.

But I checked and checked, but I didn't find anything.

"Master, everything is as usual in the temple tonight."

"The pilgrims staying in the temple tonight are all in the West Garden, and the Daxiong Treasure Hall is closed before dark, and no one in the West Garden is here."

Some disciples speculated.

"Did we do it ourselves?"

Some disciples immediately retorted.

"How is that possible? Buddhism is solemn, we are all disciples of Buddhism, and we regard the Dharma as more important than our lives, what is the difference between this and deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors? ”

"That's it!"

"Yes!"

……

The chatter in the square grew louder.

A disciple hurried from the backyard.

"Uncle Presiding, Your Highness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the four Highnesses are in the meditation room of the Ming Book in the backyard."

The host was full of surprise.

"What's going on?"

The little disciple shook his head.

"Uncle Presiding, the disciple doesn't know, the disciple went to call His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to them, but they ...... It seems that I slept very deeply, disciple...... I can't wake up. ”

The host and all the disciples: "......"

Master Qingyun suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the backyard.

For a moment, there was a terrifying aura over there.

Master Qingyun hurriedly walked over and whispered a few words to the host, and quickly rushed to the backyard with a Zen staff.

There was no idle on the road, and one after another exorcism charms were struck.

But...... The spell was like a raindrop falling on the shore of the East China Sea, without a single wave.

Master Qingyun felt strange in his heart, and directly rushed over with light skills.

That sinister aura appeared quickly and dispersed faster.

There wasn't even a trace left, and he didn't know where to start.

"Could it be that the Ji family is here?"

As soon as Master Qingyun finished speaking, he immediately denied himself.

"Nope! The Ji family is a family of witches that has been inherited for thousands of years, even if they have been hidden in the world for hundreds of years, they still take it as their mission to eliminate demons and defend the way. ”

The evil aura has absolutely nothing to do with the Ji family.

What the hell is that?

Master Qingyun arrived at the fork in the road, and finally went straight to the Mingshu meditation room in the backyard.

In the meditation room, the five Fengmian brothers lay in a row on the simple bed against the wall.

Two of them were still snoring.

"Whew! Call! ”

Master Qingyun saw at a glance that the one on the far right was Prince Fengmian, and hurriedly walked a few steps over.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

Fengmian slept very deeply.

Perhaps because he believed that Xiangguo Temple was absolutely safe, even if the secret guards didn't rush over, he still slept with his four younger brothers.

In my sleep, I felt that someone was talking in my ear.

Buzzing, the sound is sometimes loud and sometimes small, like a mosquito in summer, very noisy.

Feng Mian frowned and turned over.

With his back to Master Qingyun.

Master Qingyun: "......"

Master Qingyun was a little skeptical about life.

Is this sure to be His Royal Highness the Prince, who is calm and introverted, bold and careful?

This is not even the East Palace, this is a Buddhist temple open to everyone in Kyushu Shikoku and one city!

Master Qingyun stood beside the bed, the peaceful expression on his face almost unbearable.

His eyes flashed, and he thought of something.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, where is the little county lord? Is the little princess gone? ”

Feng Mian opened his eyes almost instantaneously in his sleep.

There was still a deep sleepiness in those beautiful eyes, but he still sat up as fast as he could, and then quickly looked at the position around him.

To his left was the foot of the bed, and two inches past him was the floor.

And on the right...... Lying down the third brother, the wind is three strong.

To the right of Sanlie is the second brother Feng Erli, and in turn it is Xiao Wu and Si Ling.

Feng Mian was not fully awake yet, and subconsciously shouted.

"Words and treasures!"

No one responded.

But the wind Erli next to him was woken up.

He also slept very deeply, so he seemed to open his eyes, and his consciousness was still blurry.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Fengmian came to his senses.

He looked at Master Qingyun standing beside the bed, and then at the row of younger brothers.

Then he reached out and gently patted Feng Erli on the shoulder, and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, it's just that I woke up suddenly, it's still early, and I'll sleep for a while."

Feng Erli's eyelids that were trying to stare closed very numbly, and he fell asleep again.

Feng Mian, who was full of exhaustion, stood up.

"Master Qingyun, it's been a disturbance late at night."

Master Qingyun subconsciously asked him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, where is the little princess of Fu Jin?"