Holy mountain.
At the foot of the mountain.
The chubby ball-like body of the little fat man was drenched with sweat, he kept panting, wheezing, and his face full of fat trembled.
"Father, we've been crawling for so long, when can we get to the Holy Land? I can't walk anymore."
Snapped!
A slap came from the side and slapped the little fat man's forehead fiercely.
"You have to walk for me if you can't walk. If you can't walk for a little bit like this, don't say you are my Wang Deqiu's son in the future!"
Wang Deqiu glared at the little fat man beside him angrily, and shouted angrily.
The little fat man touched the back of the beaten head and glanced sadly at Wang Deqiu.
"Daddy."
Suddenly, a small arm as delicate as a jade lotus root stretched out from the side, and the girl's voice was cute and childish, and Wang Deqiu's heart immediately softened.
"I can't walk anymore, I want to hug..."
After Wang Deqiu's serious face looked at the little girl next to him, he immediately burst into laughter, and even his voice became softer involuntarily.
"Okay, dad comes to hug, don't get tired little Tonger."
After he finished speaking, he picked Wang Xiaotong up from the ground, his expression was completely different from when he faced Wang Xiaopang just now.
Sure enough, the daughter was born, and the son... just picked it up.
Wang Xiaopang said aggrieved: "Father, you are partial."
Wang Deqiu glared at him: "No matter how long-winded, I will leave you in this place!"
When this sentence fell, Wang Xiaopang no longer dared to talk back, but he still muttered a word in a low voice.
"If only I could be a son for Sister Baiyan..."
Not only did she look good, she was so gentle to Chen'er, unlike her own father, who was either beating him or preparing to beat him with his tools.
So Wang Xiaopang thought he had picked it up.
"What are you whispering?" Wang Deqiu turned to look at Wang Xiaopang, and asked.
"nothing."
Wang Xiaopang's fat face was twitched a few times, and he only dared to think about this in his heart. If he said it, his father would have beaten him to death.
"Then we don't hurriedly leave, Palace Master and them have all come to the Holy Land, we should come here too, and I also heard that Bai Yan is back..."
In fact, when Wen Wuwei brought the disciples of the fantasy palace to asylum, he considered the relationship between the Wang family and Bai Yan, and wanted to take them. However, after searching for a long time, he could not find the trace of the three of them.
Due to the lack of time, Wen Wuwei left a letter to the Wang family, and immediately left the fantasy palace.
only…
If the Wang family came late and went to the Holy Land, it would be easy to encounter the Holy Land. He just told the Wang Family to go to the Forest of Monsters and Beasts to take refuge, and then set off to the Holy Land after receiving the signal...
This is also the reason why the Wang family did not come to the Holy Land.
Wang Xiaopang followed with chuckles, his body was fat with only fat left, so it was difficult for him to take every step.
But Wang Deqiu walks fast, if he wants to catch up, he must exhaust all his energy...
"Daddy, don't we wait for brother?" Wang Xiaotong blinked his big eyes, pulling Wang Deqiu's sleeves, and asked.
Wang Deqiu smiled and rubbed Wang Xiaotong's little head: "It won't be good for your brother to get fat again, so I didn't let the carriage go this time. I must let him lose the fat."
Wang Xiaotong nodded ignorantly. She didn't understand what Dad meant, but knew that no matter what Dad did, there would be nothing wrong...