Begonia Courtyard.

Ji Wuchen carefully examined her after returning with Yanbao.

It was found that the wounds on Yanbao's body had healed.

If he hadn't seen Yan Bao's arms and calves injured, he wouldn't have believed that Yan Bao had been injured now.

Because the skin of the little guy is white and tender, and the skin and flesh of the serious injury turned out are delicate and moist and delicate like a newborn baby.

It is exactly the same as the surrounding skin.

"Yanbao?"

"Yanbao? Can you hear Daddy? ”

The mentally exhausted Yan Bao did not respond.

The little guy was lying on the big bed with a white and tender mass, if it weren't for the fact that his little belly was still lying with his breathing, it would almost be like a jade carving.

"Yanbao?"

Breathing is normal.

The heartbeat is slow.

The pulse is also weak.

But the wounds all over the body are healed.

Ji Wuchen's eyes changed, and the blood spurted out by Yan Bao began to flow back suddenly after he used the invisibility talisman, and half of the dust was absorbed by her wounds.

Then the picture of rapid healing.

Is this really his and Awan's child?

Why...... Is that different?

But if it's not their children......

Ji Wuchen suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

He can doubt everything, but he definitely can't doubt that Yanbao is not his and Awan's child.

This is stabbing Yanbao's heart with a knife, and it is even more distrustful of Awan.

It must be that there is something wrong with his body, which is why their daughter Yanbao's body has changed, so that she looks so different.

Ji Wuchen stayed by the side of the bed and wiped some of the dust on Yan Bao's cheeks with a handkerchief.

"Yanbao, have a good rest."

"When you're rested, you must see Daddy, Daddy is always there, Daddy will always be waiting for you."

"Daddy still wants to avenge the mud mother."

"Let's ...... again Go find your aunt, okay? ”

Even if the ever-bright light goes out and he can't detect any breath of Ah Wan, he still believes that Ah Wan is still there.

I just don't know where it went.

"Yanbao, you must wake up after you rest, and go to your aunt with your father."

"Definitely, you know?"

Speaking of which, Ji Wuchen's voice lowered, and his eyebrows and eyes revealed a thick sense of unease.

He could feel the loss of the power of the Wu clan in Yan Bao's body.

And there are still many empty places in Yanbao's body.

Those hollow places were supposed to have another force in place.

Now those powers are gone, so they leave those holes.

This is the reason why Yanbao fell into a deep sleep.

But he didn't know what it was.

He gave his luck to Yanbao over and over again, but to no avail.

Ji Wuchen closed his eyes and kissed Yan Bao on the forehead.

Then gently held her fleshy little hand, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed and waited.

He must have waited until Yanbao woke up.

I don't know how long later, the six Fengmian brothers came.

Ji Wuchen only glanced at them and then withdrew his gaze.

Feng Xiaowu was in a hurry.

"Uncle Ji, why hasn't Yanbao woken up yet?"

Chang Huaiyuan was also uneasy.

"Uncle Ji, Yan Bao was in a coma for three days last time, and this time he ......"

The wind was not loud, but it made it difficult for people to breathe.

"It's been seven days this time."

The wind is three fierce and irritable.

"It's all to blame Ji Yuntian for that bastard, when my father catches her, even if she dies, I will break her body into ten thousand pieces!"

Feng Erli's face was gloomy.

"It's too cheap for her to shredded the corpse."

Fengmian is the biggest, seems to be the calmest, and speaks the most ruthlessly.

"She deserves to be crushed!"

Feng Xiaowu scolded when he listened.

While scolding Ji Yuntian, he burst into tears.

"Yanbao, are you okay to wake up and play with the five-pot pot?"

"The five-pot pot bought a lot of cakes and cakes that you love, which are very beautiful...... Woowoo woo ......"

"If you don't wake up, those beautiful and delicious cakes will be ruined...... Whoop ......"

……

Yan Bao's head hurt badly in a coma.

It was as if the whole head had been split and then divided into countless pieces.

The little guy was in a terrible pain, but there was nothing he could do.

She seemed to hear her daddy calling her and talking to her.

But she couldn't respond.

She fainted in severe pain, and her spirit woke up in severe pain.

I don't know how many times I repeat this and so on.

When he became conscious again, Yan Bao saw the huge painting in the canopy again.

She saw the zombie world that Daddy didn't know about again.

Everyone is talking about the end of the world.

The little one couldn't understand it, so he could only look behind him slowly as the huge painting unfolded.

Finally, I saw the zombie elders mention the Zombie Emperor.

"The emperor is gone."

"Where did you go?"

"Can't find it! There is no breath of the emperor in this world! ”

"How is that possible?"

"Look for it again!"

……

Yan Bao looked at the milk and shouted.

"Here, here, here!"

"Yanbao is here!"

It's just that no matter how hard she screams, the zombie elders on the huge painting can't hear her voice at all.

But the little one is in a hurry.

"Here, here, here! Yanbao is here! ”

"Elders, look down!"

"Don't look at the heavens! Yanbao can't go to heaven! ”

"Here, here, Yanbao here!"

……

Yan Bao's mouth was dry, and her brain was about to run out of oxygen, but she still couldn't arouse the zombie elders who were looking for her everywhere.

The little guy stomped his feet in a hurry, and they were all about to turn around.

Why could she see the zombie elders, and the other party saw her?

Is it because they are not as powerful as her?

Yan Bao fell into a dream, thinking about how to let the zombie elders find her, and then tell her what the threads were, why Daddy and Auntie are both human, and she will be a zombie.

Wait, wait, wait!

Wait, wait, wait!

The little one had no idea that he was still unconscious.

Ji Wuchen almost became a stone carving, and Feng Qingli arranged for people to comprehensively search for Ji Yuntian, but still did not find any traces.

Fortunately, because Master Qingyun and the Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple went down the mountain to Beijing, the people in Beijing were a little safer.

The Flower Dynasty Festival, which is held once every five years, also dunked in the anxiety of the people.

There are more and more people coming and going in the small courtyard of Begonia, and the six Fengmian brothers have almost grown up in the courtyard.

When Feng Qingli took Master Qingyun into the Begonia courtyard for the seventh time, Ji Wuchen was haggard and emaciated, almost out of shape.

Master Qingyun looked startled.

"Master Ji."

Ji Wuchen looked sideways at him.

There was a ripple in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"The master is here, but I know why Yanbao hasn't woken up yet?"

Master Qingyun shook his head, he staggered around, and let a man in his fifties with a rich and noble face in a black robe step forward.

Ji Wuchen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed guarding Yanbao, saw the killing intent in the man's pupils in an instant, and the spell in his hand broke through the air, approaching the man's door.

Master Qingyun was shocked.

"Master Ji, no!"

Ji Wuchen didn't listen at all.

Even if he was worried that Yan Bao was like a bone, it would be a killer move to attack this man in his fifties.

Feng Qingli stood beside Master Qingyun and spoke expressionlessly.

"Shouldn't Master Qingyun have calculated this a long time ago?"

Although Master Qingyun knew that it would be like this, he couldn't help it.

He explained, with concern in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the little county lord is like this now, we are really helpless. Master Ji really couldn't stand the deceased high priest, but Mrs. Ji was in poor health, so he could only let Master Ji, who was related to the little county lord by blood and could talk in the Tianji Palace, go on this trip to see if he could carry the Tianshu life plate and use the Tianshu life plate to wake up the little county lord. ”

After Master Qingyun finished speaking, Master Ji was slashed out by Ji Wuchen's palm, and his body hit the trunk of the begonia tree, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Ji Wuchen appeared like a ghost in front of Master Ji, who had just gotten up from the ground, and grabbed his throat with his big hand.

Master Ji roared angrily.

"Ji Wuchen, if you kill me today, it will be equivalent to killing Ji Yanbao!"