The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

A gust of wind raged, blowing Chen Wenyao's soul to pieces, and at the moment when he was about to dissipate, he heard Xiang Ning's faint voice, "The person you will be loyal to in the next world is the Demon Cult Master, remember." Then he lost consciousness.

Chen Wenyao woke up again, surrounded by darkness, and miraculously found himself in an oval-shaped water bag. Strangely, after more than ten days passed, he did not eat but was not hungry at all.

When Chen Wenyao gained strength, he began to grope around.

Well, here's the head.

Hey, this is my chest.

This is a chubby belly.

(⊙o⊙)! ! !What's this! ! !

Chen Wenyao touched the thing on the belly button, and found that it was actually connected to the leather bag! ! !

What the hell is this (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

Chen Wenyao was shocked!

Huh?No, the belly button...is this amniotic fluid?Could it be that whose stomach am I in now? ! !

Chen Wenyao touched his right hand with his left hand.

No fingers! ! !Only connected palms!

He touched his face again, the nose protruded a little, there was only a hole in the mouth, and the ears...the ears hadn't grown yet! ! !

It turns out...it turns out that I am really a fetus now! !

After October, inside the Chen Mansion.

"Quick! Go and call the midwife! Madam is about to give birth!!!" A big maid ordered several six or seven-year-old young maids.

The little maid was wearing a green smoked sweater, and flew away like a few green leaves, and after a while, hurriedly brought over the midwife who had lived in the yard next door for half a month.

After a while, a man in his early twenties rushed over after hearing the news. He had a handsome face, deep brows, piercing eyes, and a chivalrous air in his gestures.

"Has Madam given birth?" He asked the maid waiting by the door.

"To the lord..."

"Wow-wow-" A child's cry suddenly came from the room.

"Haha! My son is born!" The man happily pushed open the door, only to see that the midwife was wrapping Chen Wenyao up with a quilt.

"Master, it's a boy!" The midwife entrusted Chen Wenyao to the man as if offering a treasure. The man took the baby, touched Chen Wenyao's small face, came to the bed, and said to the woman on the bed, "Ying Niang, thank you for your hard work." It's gone." Yingniang shook her head, propped up one arm, and looked at the infant child.

I saw Chen Wenyao flattened his mouth and moved his fleshy buttocks. The beatings by the midwife just now really hurt.

"Is my son hungry?" Chen Moli looked at Chen Wenyao curiously, his always serious face rarely showed a trace of warmth.

"Probably not," Yingniang smiled, "Mo Li, you haven't named the child yet!"

"I've thought about it a long time ago. My son will be called Chen Yufeng, and Yufeng will accompany him. I wish him all the best in the future."

As Chen Wenyao grew up, he also sorted out the general situation of this world.

He, that is, Chen Yufeng, is the only son of the martial arts leader Chen Moli. When he was born, Chen Moli was only 23 years old. He had just become the leader under the recommendation of the former leader.

However, where there is righteousness, there is evil, and the object of Chen Wenyao's allegiance is precisely the Supreme Demon, Li Qianren, the leader of the Demon Cult.

It was rumored that Li Qianren was eccentric by nature, not only bloodthirsty, but also eating children's brains. Every night when the moon was full, he would break open a child's brain and eat it with a spoon.

In this regard, Chen Wenyao did not believe it.

The two-year-old Chen Wenyao came to the street wearing slit crotch pants and twisting his buttocks all the way. He pointed to the script on the bookstall, and looked eagerly at the little maid who accompanied him.

"Young master, please stand here obediently, don't run around, I will buy it for you right away." The little maid was overwhelmed by Chen Wenyao, who puffed her cheeks, and looked back anxiously while buying books.

Chen Wenyao ran home after getting the book, happily sat on the couch, and flipped through it clumsily.

The cousin of the uncle's family happened to be a guest, and seeing the chubby little cousin couldn't help but want to tease him.

She quietly came behind her cousin, stretched out her hand to gently cover Chen Wenyao's eyes, and looked at the book in Chen Wenyao's hand—"Let's see how the leader of the Demon Cult, Li Qianren, fought three hundred rounds with the second daughter".

Miss Biao: "..."

Chen Wenyao quickly pulled Miss Biao's hand, and covered the cover with his chubby hand, but his hand was too small to cover it at all.

"...What is this?" After a while, Miss Biao asked stammeringly.

Chen Wenyao raised his forehead. He didn't intend to buy this kind of book, but he wanted to search for all the information about Li Qianren, so he asked the maid to buy all the books about Li Qianren. This kind of book is also stuffed inside.Although Miss Biao is only 12 years old this year, girls at the age of [-] or [-] would get married in ancient times. Girls of Miss Biao's age will understand more or less anyway.

Thinking of this, Chen Wenyao grabbed the book and hid it behind him, "This is my book!"

He deliberately showed an appearance of protecting the food, and said in a childish voice, "I won't give it to you!"

"Xiaofeng is good, just show my cousin a look." Miss Biao wanted to find out what was written in that book. If it was what she thought, she would have to punish those slaves who didn't have eyes. My cousin is only two years old. , actually show him any book!He coaxed, "My cousin will return it to you after reading it."

Chen Wenyao showed an attitude of letting you talk about the sky, I think you are coveting my book and I just don't give it to you. He walked back while walking, and staggered accidentally.

"Xiao Feng, be careful!" Miss Biao hurriedly stepped on the porch pillar, flew over, grabbed the frightened little man, and landed on the ground.

"Plop!" The book fell into the pond next to it.

Miss Biao flew to pick it up, opened it, and saw that the handwriting was all ruined, and I couldn't read anything clearly.

Chen Wenyao sniffed: "Wow——"

The five-year-old Chen Wenyao could already run and jump. Seeing Miss Biao's frowning expression, he blinked and asked, "Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Miss Biao held Chen Wenyao in her arms, "Uncle betrothed my cousin to a family. When my cousin gets married, I won't be able to visit you all the time."

Chen Wenyao wanted to make Miss Cousin happy, so he pouted and said, "Cousin can't come and see Xiaofeng, so Xiaofeng can go and see Cousin."

Upon hearing this, Miss Biao put her chin on Chen Wenyao's head, hugged his arm tightly, and sighed softly, "My Xiaofeng is better."

Chen Wenyao said that it hurts a little.

The next day, Chen Wenyao lay on the bed with big round eyes open, thinking about how to get close to Li Qianren. After thinking about several plans and being passed, Miss Biao rushed in with a dusty air, "Little Wind wake up!"

Chen Wenyao kicked off the quilt on his body, and looked blankly at Miss Shangbiao.