Li Weiran was almost amused, "Little guy, do I need you to be on my side?"

Xiaobao snorted and said nothing.

Li Weiran lowered his eyes slightly and said casually: "I really can't beat your father, so I have to capture you as a bargaining chip. Little guy, do you think if I threaten your father with his life, he will

Will you agree?"

Xiaobao stared at him fiercely: "Shameless villain!"

Li Weiran smiled and ignored him.

Instead, he got up and found a corner, lay down and closed his eyes.

The cave became extremely quiet, with only the crackling sound of the burning fire still making.

Xiaobao watched the sleeping Li Weiran warily for a long time, then tiptoed over.

Under the firelight, the young man's face was as pale as snow.

Even the lips have no color at all.

He was obviously an adult, but his sleeping position was lying on his side, curled up.

The thin body trembled slightly.

Blood stains seeped through the fabric at some point.

On the spotless white clothes, there were dots of shocking red marks.

Xiaobao's consciousness had already grasped the evil-fighting sword in the space.

But at this time, he hesitated and did not pull out the evil sword.

Li Weiran, this big bad guy, shameless villain.

Why do you look so pitiful at this moment?

At this moment, Li Weiran's chapped lips opened and closed slightly, making an indistinct sound.

Xiaobao couldn't hear it clearly and couldn't help but get closer.

Then he heard a voice as clear and clear as a young man's, yet as sad as his bones.

"Mom... I already have the ability to protect you, why do you still abandon me?"

"Let's not go to Di Beixuan, okay? Isn't it enough that we depend on each other?"

"Mom, I found the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower... We can all practice cultivation... I can protect you without relying on others."

"Why don't you look back at me?"

"You hate my eyes, so I'll dig them out, okay? Mom, can you look back at me?"

Xiaobao couldn't understand what Li Weiran said.

But listening to this hoarse, broken, almost desperate pleading voice, I felt sour in my heart.

Li Weiran seems really pitiful.

His mother doesn't like him.

I don’t have a loving father.

There has only been one person for so many years.

In comparison, Xiaobao is very happy.

His mother has always loved him so much, and now Xiaobao has a father.

A family of three can be together forever.

Xiaobao sighed softly.

Looking at Li Weiran, there was a hint of pity in his big eyes.

He took out a porcelain bottle and placed it next to Li Weiran.

Then he turned around and left quietly.

I originally wanted to eliminate potential dangers for my father.

But considering how pitiful he is, let it go.

Moreover, he even saved himself!

The little figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

Li Weiran, who should have been sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, picked up the porcelain bottle beside him, opened it, put it to his nose and smelled it.

Then he couldn't help but laugh lowly.

But just for a moment, that smile was replaced by a cold and solemn look.

Lihuo bloodline.

The cursed place.

I see!

It turns out that the little guy is really Di Mingjue's biological flesh and blood.

No wonder he has a pair of ice blue eyes that are almost exactly the same as himself and Di Ming Jue.
Chapter completed!