"It's just what? Daddy, do you want to say it quickly?" Lin Zichen's mouth was chapped in anxious day and night, and the whole little man became a lot haggard.

Long Yetian glanced at his son, and saw that he was very haggard, and his heart stabbed fiercely.

Immediately, he said in a low voice: "It's just that your mother still can't remember anything, but in her state, the spiritual sense has been repaired."

He thought of her cold eyes again, and his heart hurt even more.

Just like someone is using a blunt instrument, the hard hits one after another make it a little difficult for him to breathe.

The burning amber eyes contemplated slightly, and after a while, he solemnly said: "Xixi who has forgotten everything, if her spiritual consciousness recovers, then she will become more indifferent than before."

"That's better than she lacks a corner of spiritual sense, silly?" Wu Huan said from the side.

Burning coldly twitched the corners of his mouth, his tone dignified and heartache: "That is Yun Xi, the cold and ruthless Yun Xi, will not be better than before, only colder than before."

"Ahhhhhhhh..." Wuhuan yelled frantically, seemingly mad, and his handsome eyes couldn't help but feel distressed.

"This spiritual sense is restored, how can it become like this?" Wuhuan was a little speechless. Did Master forget to explain his other things when he left? But shouldn't it?

When the master left, he was clearly sober, and there shouldn't be anything forgotten to explain.

"Hey! It's really a wave of unrest, one wave after another." Wuhuan sighed heavily, and the whole person leaned deeply against the rock wall in a decadent manner.

Your atmosphere in the hall instantly becomes extremely solemn.

Zhai Yi looked at the dignified people, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "What kind of expressions do you have, as long as people live, there is hope. Isn't it just amnesia? Can life be repeated?"

It knows things like amnesia, but as long as it lives, there is hope for everything.

"My lord the beast, you are right, as long as people live, everything will have hope." Wuhuan also booed on the sidelines, indeed, as long as the girl lives well, everything can be done again.

Lin Zichen sighed heavily, what is this all about?

Why is his mother's life so hard and hardships ensuing? He loves his mother, but can't do anything. He really hopes that he can grow up quickly and protect her.

"Boom, dong, dong," a voice came from Wuhuan's space. When Wuhuan heard it, he was overjoyed and quickly said: "Yi'er is awake!"

With that, he brought Lin Ziyi out of the space.

This is indeed a happy event for everyone.

Lin Ziyi came out with big eyes dizzy and looked around in confusion. His small body, only in a white shirt, appeared even thinner.

"Daddy, brother, where are we?" His hoarse voice was weak.

Long Yetian walked over and hugged his weak body in his arms. Feeling that the breath in his body was still very unstable, he frowned slightly and said, "Yi'er, we are in the realm of beasts, how do you feel? Sample?"

"Hungry!" Lin Ziyi looked at his father pitifully with big blurred eyes.

The fire on the side listened and quickly ordered the beast on the side to go down and get ready to eat.

"You! I have slept for three days and three nights. This time I hurt myself so badly, and my life is almost gone. Next time, do you dare to be so naughty?" Long Ye looked at his son in a different weather. , Yi'er's character, just like what Xixi said, I'm afraid it won't be changed for a lifetime.

Lin Ziyi's eyes widened, he glanced at his father in a daze, then blinked slightly, his pink lips opened slightly, but he didn't speak.

He doesn't have any strength at the moment, he doesn't want to say anything, he doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to let Daddy hold him quietly, and Daddy's arms are very warm.

But he missed his mother even more.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Long Yetian shook his head helplessly.

"You! It's really too naughty." He touched his forehead distressedly, his generous palm with a faint temperature, but he couldn't hide his pity for his son.

Lin Ziyi twitched the corner of his mouth, with a slight smile, I'm afraid Daddy is worried about him in the past few days.

This time it was really bad enough, he was hurt so badly?

After being slapped by Liancheng, he could still survive miraculously. He, Lin Ziyi, was also very lucky!

A certain child continued to feel complacent. He suffered a loss and gained a richer experience. The next time he would not give Liancheng stink bombs, he would directly poison Liancheng to die. A cushioned one.

By the way, mother...

Lin Ziyi's mind went back and forth, and suddenly remembered that before, wasn't his father looking for his mother?

Dad is here, where's mother? He tilted his head vigorously, and he did not see his mother.

Lifting his eyes, a pair of bright and bright eyes looked at Daddy questioningly.

"Mother..." He was powerless and didn't want to say a word.

Long Yetian understood what he meant, and said in a low voice, "Your mother is all right now, and is feeding your sister now."

Lin Ziyi blinked, he didn't even have the strength to nod, he was really too weak, but as long as his mother was fine, he would be very happy.

By the way, Lin Ziyi suddenly remembered the cradle he had made, and forgot to give it to his father last time.

Only half a month has passed before I can remember the smell of my brother.

He smiled weakly and took out his woven cradle from the space.

The crystal clear cradle, floating in the air, with a soft touch, you can tell that lying in it is particularly comfortable.

Lin Ziyi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her father triumphantly: "To my sister."

"Okay!" Long Yetian nodded heavily.

"Yi'er, you can't even speak, close your eyes and rest, and your father will always hold you." Long Ye's handsome eyes are full of distress, and he always regrets it during this period of time with Weiwei. Missed the best time of their brothers.

"Yeah!" Lin Ziyi nodded obediently.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes again, thinking of Qi Yan in the space, and tried his best to bring Qi Yan out of the space.

Hungry for three days and three nights, don't know if he is still alive?

"Ah...so hungry!" Qi Yan fell asleep directly on the ground and rolled, holding his stomach in pain.

"Ah... Yi'er, you desperately tried to catch it." Wuhuan jumped up from the stone bench.

Looking at Qi Yan, who looked painful on the ground.

Lin Ziyi glanced at Wuhuan and did not speak.

He is alive!

He slowly closed his eyes again, why is he so weak?

In fact, what he doesn't know is that if there is no self-sufficient mother, let alone he will be so weak now, his life will be long gone.

Seeing that he closed his eyes again, Long Yetian gently raised his head at night to make him sleep more comfortably.

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