Chapter 713

The ghost smiled coldly, and his eyes glowed maliciously, looking at the forest like mole ants, "What can you do as a little boy? Your father has eight levels of cultivation. I still feel that he is not qualified to be the host of this seat, and you are even less qualified. Now as long as you suck the blood of your two brothers, we can be invincible in the world. There is nothing to stop us in this world." the arrogant tone is full of disgust with the secular world.

Ming Sha's words made Lin Ziyi seem to fall into an ice cellar. His small body trembled, painful and helpless, but still very stubborn.

The ghost ghost raised his foot and stepped heavily on the small back of the forest Yi, instantly making a numbing sound of bone fracture.

"Ah!" Lin Ziyi screamed in pain. He trembled, stretched out his bloody little hand, held long yetian's other foot, and gurgled out bright red blood from the corners of his mouth. He didn't care. Even if it was painful at the moment, he wouldn't miss the opportunity to wake up his father.

"Dad, wake up, wake up, wake up quickly." Lin Ziyi's voice was weak and couldn't say a complete word. He shook dad's feet with all his strength.

"Ha ha." Mingsha laughed wildly. His green silk was flying, and his natural magic startled the world. There was no emotion in his excessively cold eyes.

"Little baby, don't waste your energy. You can't wake up your father. This body is ours now." only love can go deep into the bone marrow, and he has no love or hate, and nothing can change his conscience.

"No, it's impossible. What should my mother do if my father dies?" Lin Ziyi didn't give up, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Mingsha's feet were a little heavier, "eh!" Lin Ziyi snorted stiffly, and the blood in his mouth flowed out again.

His little face, powerless on the ground, his whole body has no strength, but he still doesn't give up. Even if he dies tonight, he doesn't give up.

The darkness kept waving to him. If it weren't for the pain, he would have fainted.

"Yi'er, Yi'er, silly boy, why don't you listen? He's not your father now. He missed the best chance to escape. If you let Mingsha know the existence of a teacher, you'll die faster." there was deep worry and heartache in Hegu's voice.

"Then don't come out. My father is not so fragile. He's just a ghost, so he can't help him." Lin Ziyi replied with ideas.

His father loved his mother so much that how could he be willing to leave his mother?

By the way, ma'am, Lin Ziyi had a glimmer of hope in his big eyes. He shouted with all his strength: "Lin Yunxi, Lin Yunxi." Lin Ziyi always shouted his mother's name. He can't let his father wake up. His mother can.

My mother is the person my father cares about most in the world. She will certainly wake up my father. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

"Ah!" Mingsha suddenly raised his head and roared, and his feet quickly left linziyi's back. The weight was removed. Linziyi only felt relaxed on his back, and even his breathing was much smoother.

As soon as he saw that this move was useful, Lin Ziyi smiled. In his big eyes without light, hope suddenly appeared. He continued to shout his mother's name, "Lin Yunxi, Lin Yunxi". Lin Ziyi's voice became smaller and smaller. After seeing a white shadow fall to the ground, his eyes became dark and could not help sinking into the darkness.

"Ye, Yi'er." Lin Yunxi anxiously grabbed long yetian holding his head and yelling. When Lin Yunxi touched long yetian with his hands, the red light at the bottom of long yetian's eyes disappeared.

Without too much struggle, long yetian sits on the ground with his tall body and looks weak at Lin Yunxi. He smiles weakly, "Xi'er."

"Ye, how can you suddenly be swallowed up by the evil spirit? Yi'er?" Lin Yunxi holds long yetian tightly with one hand and gropes for his son's little figure under the guidance of his soul.

"Yi'er." long yetian looks at his son lying in a pool of blood. His pain is almost crazy. He quickly climbs over and holds his son in his arms. What just happened flashed in his mind. Heartache and fear devour his heart inch by inch.

"Yi'er, you wake up. It's your father who hurt you." long yetian looks at his son's pale face with pain. His heart is broken. Even at the last moment, Yi'er doesn't give up waking him. He is long yetian's son. He is very brave.

Lin Yunxi took her son's little hand to feel the pulse. Before her hand was put down, the tears in her eyes flowed down. Yi'er's viscera were broken, his spine was also cracked, and there was almost no pulse.

How painful should Yi'er be at that time? When did her little Yi'er suffer such pain?

Long yetian also saw the tears on Lin Yunxi's face with slightly red eyes. His body suddenly shook and his hand holding his son suddenly tightened. He stared at her tearful face tightly and choked and asked, "Xi'er, is Yi'er badly hurt?" What kind of power was hidden in the foot of the ghost? He knew very well in his heart that Yi'er still had a breath. He was very lucky.

Lin Yunxi shook his head to keep him from worrying too much: "Ye, Yi'er is fine. With me, Yi'er will be fine." when soul told her that ye was swallowed up by the ghost, she arrived here as soon as possible, but she was still a step late.

Long yetian shook his head in disbelief. He stretched out his hand and put his finger on Lin Ziyi's neck. The vein almost wouldn't beat.

Lin Yunxi takes out a pill and feeds it to Lin Ziyi's mouth. She takes their father and son into the space. Mingsha can swallow Ye's reason at any time. She doesn't dare to relax for a moment.

"Ye, put Yi'er in the Lingquan water." Lin Yunxi said quickly.

"OK!" long yetian holds Lin Ziyi and quickly approaches the Lingquan water.

Lin Yunxi added a lot of Amethyst liquid in the Lingquan water, which can quickly restore Yi'er's broken internal organs.

Lin Ziyi's face was pale and his whole body trembled because of pain. Long yetian held him tightly. Every time Lin Ziyi moved, his heart trembled, and his blood seemed to boil with pain.

Damn hell, he dared to hurt his son. He vowed to devour the hell and let him never be reborn.

Although Mingsha occupied his reason, he had a memory of everything he did.

"Hmm!" long yetian punches angrily in the Lingquan water, splashing white spray, venting his anger at the bottom of his heart.

As soon as Lin Yunxi heard this, he frowned slightly, quickly pulled him aside and advised him, "Ye, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."