In the Land of Cursed Gods, it was Muyan's intrusion that saved his life.
In his delirious state, he forced Yan Yan to let her conceive his child at such a young age.
That child has the body of a fairy, making all the villains in the world greedy.
Thus, Muyan's nightmare began.
And he, Di Ming Jue, is the culprit who caused all this!
"Cuckoo?" The little yellow chicken gave a low cry, and patted Gongdi Mingjue with its small head, its big eyes were full of worry.
Dad, what's the matter with you
Does it hurt
Can Huang Huang brag to you
Dad, don't cry, mom and brother will be sad when you cry
Di Ming Jue can't hold it anymore, he covers his face with his hands, tears burst down the embankment.
Yan Yan, how can I redeem my sins
What should I do to make up for the harm you have suffered over the years
Yanyan, how can I say sorry again, and...
I love you!
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"Chi Chi Chi?"
The little yellow chicken anxiously loops around Di Ming Jue.
Why is daddy crying all the time
Is it really sad
But he thought that only Huang Huang and his brother and children would cry!
It turns out that Dad will cry and be shy!
When the little yellow chicken was at a loss, he saw Di Ming Jue standing up slowly.
"Chichiji!" Dad, are you done crying? are we going out It's not fun to sleep, let's go out to find mom and brother, shall we
Di Ming Jue holds it in his hand, and presses his palm on its forehead, a light blue light shrouds the little yellow chicken's head.
"Huang Huang, thank you!"
Thanks for showing me all of this.
Thank you for letting me know how much I owe Muyan and Xiaobao.
So much that I may not be able to figure it out for the rest of my life.
The man's hoarse voice, accompanied by the cool breath enveloped his body, made Huang Huang squint his eyes comfortably, and the whole chicken was drowsy.
But the little yellow chicken always felt that something was wrong, shook his little head, desperately trying to wake up.
But that force was too gentle and comfortable, the little yellow chicken finally couldn't resist, and fell asleep.
Afterwards, its figure began to fade slowly, dissipating into the air.
It is impossible to use divine power, spiritual power or immortal power in the illusory realm.
Di Ming Jue can't condense into an entity, and can't have any influence on everything around him.
Just like everything that happened in the cycle just now.
Even if they hate to the point of madness and pain to the point of madness, they can only watch, but cannot interfere.
But this time, Di Ming Jue slowly walks up to the girl who is tied to the crude wooden bed.
He stretched out his hand and embraced her body.
The divine power surged, and the fragile hemp rope broke.
He easily picked up the girl.
There was a panicked expression on the girl's face, "Who are you? You want to do..."
The panicked voice stopped abruptly.
Di Ming Jue holds that thin and cold body tightly in his arms, and says in a hoarse voice, "Yanyan, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."
The girl in her arms opened her mouth, "Who are you? I don't know you."
She wants to struggle, but Di Ming Jue hugs her tightly, so tight that he almost rubs her into his own flesh and blood.
He didn't say anything, just repeated over and over again: "Yanyan, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."
The hoarse voice echoed in the girl's ears.
The faint blue balls of light burst out from Di Ming Jue's body little by little, and penetrate into the girl's body.
"you!"
The girl widened her eyes in astonishment, as if she wanted to say something.