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

Xiao Yanbao blinked.

The pain in my head got worse.

"Dad, Yan Bao...has a headache..."

Ji Wuchen hurriedly checked Xiao Yanbao's head.

"Yan Bao, can you tell dad why your head hurts?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked again.

There are already tears in my eyes.

"It's like... like being pricked by needles... and... like it's about to be torn apart..."

And still feeling dizzy.

But the pain pulled her back to consciousness.

She was in a daze and didn't even know whether the father she saw was real or fake.

still is……

In fact, she had always wanted to know who her biological father was, and then she had a long dream in which her biological father finally came.

Xiao Yanbao suddenly grabbed Ji Wuchen's sleeve tightly and asked him softly.

"Are you...really Yan Bao's...father?"

"Is Yan Bao... awake now, or... dreaming?"

Ji Wuchen's heart twitched violently when he heard this, and he hugged Xiao Yanbao tightly in his arms.

"Yan Bao, it's daddy! It's not a dream, daddy is here, daddy is really here."

Her head throbbed, as if there were countless silver needles pricking her, and as if there was a big invisible hand trying to pry her head open, causing her little head to fall apart.

Xiao Yanbao twitched all over in pain.

Awareness gradually becomes more distant.

As if thinking of something, Xiao Yanbao asked vaguely.

"Dad... Yan Bao just... heard many people... praising Yan Bao."

Ji Wuchen's eyes were already wet, and he nodded with a smile.

"Yes! Many people praise Yanbao, saying that Yanbao is very good and the best baby in the world!"

"So Yanbao, you must get better soon."

Otherwise...he will really become the madman he once was!

Awan is most likely gone.

If something happens to Yan Bao again.

He will never forgive himself.

He will not let go of anyone who has bullied Yan Bao.

Xiao Yanbao sensed the hostility in his father's mood and clutched his sleeve tightly.

"Dad, don't worry, Yan Bao... Yan Bao will be fine."

Xiao Yanbao tried hard to stay awake, even though his head seemed to be really about to burst.

"Yan Bao... is really... so disgusting~"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were wet and hot, and his voice was hoarse.

"Yes, Yan Bao is the most powerful, daddy is guarding Yan Bao."

He searched Xiao Yanbao's head again, not letting go of any details.

But Yan Bao didn't have any wounds on his head.

He still couldn't notice the threads Liebao had told him before.

Ji Wuchen's eyes darkened little by little as he looked at Xiao Yanbao, and his heart tightened.

"Yan Bao, are those threads still there?"

Xiao Yanbao's reaction was already a little slow.

She tried to feel it.

"It seems... is still..."

The threads are always there, but...

Xiao Yanbao knew why his head hurt.

The lines are messed up.

It was a mess, and the color was so light that it was almost invisible.

Xiao Yanbao shook his head violently.

She tried to shake off the pain, but the pain was still there, causing her to fall into coma again.

"Yan Bao?"

"Yan Bao?"

Ji Wuchen was shocked.

I shouted several times in succession, but there was no response from Xiao Yanbao.

He raised his hand and wanted to use his spiritual power to explore Xiaoyanbao's sea of ​​consciousness, but when he raised his hand, he found that his sleeve was still tightly grasped by Xiaoyanbao.

As if afraid that he would worry, Xiao Yanbao, who was in a coma, was still muttering intermittently.

"Dad, no... don't worry, Yan Bao... is very annoying!"

"Yanbao just... doesn't know how to do it."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Ji Wuchen's heart clenched.

Anger surged around him.

Blood oozed from the bottom of his eyes bit by bit, and then spread to the entire eye socket.

The skeleton of black and white bones hidden in his sleeves creaked.

Scared!

I'm coming!

The master is going crazy again!

The master only woke up from the madness after meeting his little master.

Now the little mistress is gone.

The little master fell into a coma.

Who can suppress the crazy master?

White bones and black bones trembled.

The evil spirit rises in the Zen room.

But in an instant, cracks began to appear on the walls of the Zen room.

With the crack as the center, it split in all directions.

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

The Zen room is crumbling.

Ji Wuchen's eyes became increasingly red.

There seemed to be blood welling up in his eyes.

Black Bone shouted in horror.

"Master! Master, please calm down!"

Bones also shouted.

"Master, relax! You will scare the little master and... and Bone Bones..."

Ji Wuchen's blood-red eyes turned stiffly.

"little Master?"

Bones shivered and nodded.

"Yes! Master, you have a little master, and you are holding him."

For the first time, Hei Gu noticed that his younger brother had said something human.

Ji Wuchen, who was running out of control, lowered his head and looked into his arms.

Xiao Yanbao, who was unconscious in his arms, seemed to be aware of his mental instability, and his voice was almost inaudible.

"Daddy...wait...Yanbao, Yanbao...love...daddy!"

Ji Wuchen's almost out-of-control sanity came back bit by bit.

Correct!

He also has a treasure!

His and Awan's treasure.

They said that if they have children in the future, the girl will be named Yanbao and the boy will be named Pangdun'er.

Awan left Yanbao to accompany him.

He came too late!

He woke up too late!

Ji Wuchen felt worried and blamed himself, and his negative emotions were overwhelming.

If the sinister energy was overwhelming and terrifying before, now negative emotions dominate, and his whole person is like a fragile jade sculpture.

In fact, Xiao Yanbao's consciousness did not escape.

She now has two images in her mind.

One is a huge painting. There is a seventh-level zombie elder holding his head and shouting wildly. Many zombies around him are talking.

"The elder's mental power is out of control."

"Go find the spar!"

"Where is the emperor? Haven't you found him yet?"

……

One is Ji Wuchen who is holding her.

Xiao Yanbao's heart throbbed as he looked at his father's appearance.

Even if she couldn't wake up or open her eyes, tears still flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Dad...Dad, wait...wait for Yan Bao, Yan Bao...will be fine."

She will guard her father, just like her father is guarding her now.

She moved hard, and her little finger finally hooked onto Ji Wuchen's.

The small hands moved up and gently hugged Ji Wuchen's whole big hand into his arms.

She wants to hold her daddy.

She wouldn't let her father go.

Ji Wuchen, who was extremely depressed, gradually came back to his senses.

His blood-red eyes gradually faded away and slowly returned to normal.

White bones and black bones were stunned.

Bones: "Master, you... didn't go on a killing spree this time."

Black Bone: "Master, you recovered very quickly. No, master, the last trace of the curse on your body is gone."

Ji Wuchen also noticed it.

It was like the invisible sword hanging above his head disappeared without a trace.

He touched his forehead.

The mark of the flame curse in the flesh under the fingertips disappeared completely, and even the ravines inside were smoothed away by flesh and blood, as if they had never existed.

He avoided the curse that the Ji family had been unable to avoid for thousands of years.

He was truly free from now on!

He won't be a madman who only knows how to kill.

Ji Wuchen quickly lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yanbao, who was pale and hugging his arm tightly, and suddenly shed tears.

"Yanbao, daddy is waiting for you."

"It doesn't matter if it takes longer, you just need to wake up."

He no longer has to bear the demonic curse of the Ji family. He has enough time to wait for Xiao Yanbao to wake up.