The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

The man with clear eyebrows lowered his eyes and looked at the little kid who fell in front of him, his handsome brows slightly furrowed.

It seemed that he thought of something and unfolded it instantly, his expression was soft, and his eyes that were too wandering were dark and waveless.

Xiao Yanbao didn't care to see what she hit first, but quickly checked on her two brothers who had been thrown to the ground by her.

"Three-guo-guo, five-guo-guo, what do you think?"

Seeing that the two brothers were silent, Xiao Yanbao added another sentence.

"Did it break?"

Feng Sanlie climbed up from the snow.

"I...it's okay."

Feng Xiaowu was not far behind, even though his palms were burning and painful.

But Xiao Yanbao seemed to have fallen even harder than him.

"I'm fine too, Yan Bao, what about you?"

Feng Sanlie was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Yan Bao had also fallen.

"By the way, Yan Bao, how are you? Did you knock anywhere?"

Xiao Yanbao laughed.

"It's okay, it's okay, three pots and five pots, Yan Bao is fine. It's fine if you're fine."

The man spoke in a low voice.

"But, I have something to do."

The three little guys raised their heads.

spoke at the same time.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as the three little guys finished asking, Xiao Yanbao, who was in the middle, just raised his head, was suddenly picked up by the man.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu were stunned. They regained consciousness and pounced on them.

"Let go of Yan Bao!"

"Let go of our sister!"

The man hugged Xiao Yanbao with one hand and waved his moon-white sleeved robe.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu, who were rushing towards him, had already arrived under the big tree three meters away.

The man's thin lips parted slightly.

"Certainly!"

The voice was cold and soft, but there was a hint of coldness in it.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu struggled violently under a big tree three meters away, but found that they couldn't break free no matter what.

"you……"

The man didn't pay them any attention, but as his robes fluttered, a talisman of silence suddenly lit up in the night, then dissipated into ashes, blown away by the cold wind in the mountains and fields.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu yelled.

But they found that they were shouting so hard that they still couldn't make a sound.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu: "..."

This ghost is not only more beautiful than a woman, but also a powerful thief.

Yan Bao is still in his hand.

But they couldn't move or shout.

The brothers burst into tears.

Xiao Yanbao, who was held by the man with one hand, stared at the man carefully, then let out a whimper, and hugged the man's neck tightly with a pair of short hands.

"Daddy~"

"It's daddy~"

The little guy shouted excitedly, tears streaming down his face.

The moment Ji Wuchen saw Xiao Yanbao's face, he hugged the little guy directly.

This little face looks so much like his Awan.

I didn't expect the little guy to be so smart.

He was immediately recognized as his father.

Ji Wuchen's eyes were filled with smiles, and his cold and cold voice became particularly gentle.

"Yes, it's daddy."

See Xiao Yanbao crying.

Ji Wuchen felt particularly distressed.

He hugged the little one again and coaxed her with the gentlest voice.

"Your name must be Yan Bao, right?"

Xiao Yanbao puffed out his cheeks, his eyes were red, and he nodded.

Ji Wuchen's heart melted.

"If Yan Bao doesn't cry, it's dad's fault. Daddy is late."

Xiao Yanbao cried harder.

Oooh, ooh, ooh.

Tears fell down her cheeks like broken beads.

Ji Wuchen hurriedly reached out and covered her clothes with a large sleeve robe to prevent the little one's clothes from being soaked with tears.

"Yan Bao, don't cry. Daddy is here. Daddy will stay with you two from now on and won't go anywhere."

He would never take another look at that rotten Ji family.

It’s okay not to mention grandma.

Mention grandma.

Xiao Yanbao cried even harder.

It was originally a whimpering cry.

Now it turned into crying.

"Wow wow wow... Daddy... where have you been, wow wow wow... why don't you come back earlier, wow wow wow..."

"A'niang... A'niang was beaten to death by the evil aunt... Wow wow wow..."

"Yanbao no longer has a mother-in-law..."

Ji Wuchen thought he heard wrongly.

"Yanbao, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Yanbao cried at the top of his lungs.

Crying harder than ever.

All presumptuous.

I even cried out snot bubbles.

Ji Wuchen looked at it and quickly took out a swatter to wipe her face.

Then he lowered his voice and coaxed her gently to ask.

"Yanbao, you said your mother-in-law...what happened?"

He must have heard wrong.

Awan is so powerful. She is the high priest of Tianshu City. How could she be dead?

Xiaoyanbaobaba burst into tears.

Ji Wuchen cried so hard that his heart almost broke.

"Yan Bao, where is your grandma?"

"Yan Bao, don't scare daddy."

Xiao Yanbao's little face was on Ji Wuchen's chest, crying until he was out of breath.

"Dad...the evil aunt beat my mother to death, my mother is dead..."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Ji Wuchen subconsciously denied it.

"This is impossible!"

Xiao Yanbao whimpered and stumbled to speak.

"Dad, Doudou held a funeral for grandma, grandma... grandma is lying... in the coffin."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Ji Wuchen staggered at his feet. If it hadn't been for a big tree behind him, he would have fallen to the ground with Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

Ji Wuchen denied again.

"Impossible! Yan Bao, your mother-in-law is very powerful. Looking across the Kyushu and Four Kingdoms, you have no rivals."

Xiao Yanbao burst into tears.

Xiao Nai's voice was full of tears.

"Aniang... is very disgusting. If it hadn't been for Aniang... Yan Bao would have been buried in the coffin long ago. But the bad aunt is too... too bad. Aniang is not in good health and cannot be beaten so much... Board...wuwuwu..."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Ji Wuchen suddenly asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao, is your mother-in-law's name Ji Yunwan?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big tearful eyes and pursed his small mouth and nodded heavily.

"Hmm~"

Ji Wuchen suppressed the anger in his heart that was about to burst through his chest and asked slowly again.

"Yan Bao, do you know that your mother-in-law is the high priest of Tianshu City?"

Xiao Yanbao shook his head and nodded again.

"The evil aunt said that Yan Bao has the blood of the high priest of Tianshu City, but Auntie... never told Yan Bao that she is the high priest of Tianshu City."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yanbao quickly added while crying.

"Aniang said that she forgot a lot of things, and she couldn't remember them... no matter what."

Ji Wuchen's eyes showed a bit of astonishment.

"How could she... forget so many things? She... doesn't remember dad either?"

Xiao Yanbao nodded quickly.

"If Aniang still remembers daddy, how could she enter Prime Minister Gu's Mansion with Yanbao in her arms and become a concubine for the bad daddy?"

The last thread in Ji Wuchen's heart suddenly broke.

Xiao Yanbao's big eyes widened even more when he noticed the wanton anger surrounding his father.

"Dad...you..."

Ji Wuchen held Xiao Yanbao with one hand, and the biting cold wind seemed to avoid the surging anger around him.

There was a layer of coldness on his brows, and the ends of his raised eyes were naturally a little red.

"Yan Bao, take dad to find your mother-in-law."

Xiao Yanbao nodded.

When her father was holding her and about to leave, Xiao Yanbao suddenly remembered that she was not alone.

"Dad, wait, there are still three pots and five pots."

Ji Wuchen waved his sleeves, and Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu, who could not move or cry, suddenly became able to speak.

"Yanbao!"

Ji Wuchen made a cold voice.

"White bones and black bones, watch them!"

After Ji Wuchen finished speaking, he hugged Xiao Yanbao and disappeared into the thick night.

The white bones and black bones that had escaped before appeared in front of Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu like ghosts.

Feng Sanlie and Feng Xiaowu: "..."