Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

The old lady Dongfang gently held her son's other hand, her heart and eyes filled with heartache, surprise and worry.

What is the most important thing for a man? It is his wife and children.

After a dream lasting ten years, the happiness in the dream disappeared. After waking up, she had to face the cruel reality of the death of her wife and son. Her beloved son...what should she do?

But at this moment, there is no way to stop, I can only grit my teeth and continue...

Watching Dongfang Wuxia struggling in pain, the old lady kept holding his hand tightly, as if she wanted to pass all her strength to him.

at last……

Dongfang Wuxia shook his head desperately, his face full of the pain of life and death. Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks. He blinked his eyelids lightly and suddenly screamed heartbreakingly: "Yi Qun..."

Then he sat up suddenly!

At the same time, the backflowing spiritual energy exploded in Jun Fuyao's Dantian, and a mouthful of scarlet blood immediately spit out from Jun Fuyao's mouth...

She slowly fainted, but she did not forget to grab Dongfang Wuxia's hand and continue to transfer spiritual power to him.

In fact, the plan agreed upon before was for Jun Fuyao to pretend to be injured.

But Jun Fuyao was worried that he could not fool Dongfang Wuxia, so he tried to make it more realistic, so he made the decision himself and suffered extremely serious injuries.

The explosion just now caused great damage to Jun Fuyao's internal organs. At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is dying.

In order to have fatherly love, she tried her best!

Dongfang Wuxia felt a warm current coming from his hand. He opened his eyes blankly, with a look of pain still on his face.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a wrinkled face looking at him with tears in his eyes. A familiar voice trembled and called out, "Wuxia... my son... you finally woke up, you finally woke up..."

Dongfang Wuxia looked at the old face in front of him and recognized it as his mother in just a moment. He was immediately in disbelief and cried out in panic, "Mom, how...how did you become like this?"

"Don't worry about your mother for now, just look at your daughter Yaoyao. She tried to save you... Alas... What a poor child..." Old Mrs. Dongfang said in surprise and anxiety.

"Daughter... shake?" Dongfang Wuxia looked over and saw a face that looked seven parts like Jun Yiqun and three parts like his own, lying on the quilt he was covering himself with.

But at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was unconscious.

But one of her hands was still tightly holding his hand, and the warmth he felt before came from this hand.

Was it my daughter who woke me up?

But...what happened to her? Why is she like this?

"Yaoyao... my child..." Dongfang Wuxia's heart suddenly ached. She held Jun Fuyao's hand in panic and looked at Old Lady Dongfang anxiously. She said anxiously, "Mother, mother... what happened to Yaoyao? Why did she vomit so much blood? Mother... please save her, please find a way to save her..."

"What's wrong? It's all because of you." The old lady helped Jun Fuyao up, letting her lean on her arms. She raised her hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then slowly said:

"You have been sleeping for more than ten years, did you know that? Over the years... the Jun family and the Dongfang family tried every means to wake you up but failed... Yaoyao has been practicing a magical mental method since she was a child in order to wake you up.

"I finally learned something recently, and I couldn't wait to come and save you. But now... I have suffered backlash for saving you, vomiting blood and getting injured, and my life is in danger... You... have no time, look at your daughter... How can you... bear it?"

"I have been sleeping for ten years?" Dongfang Wuxia muttered to herself blankly, and then immediately put the matter behind her. Looking at Jun Fuyao, her heart was tightly clenched, and she urged anxiously: "Mom, shake her...will she be okay? Please find a way to save her...this silly child...she...why is she trying so hard?"

"Why are you working so hard? You still have the nerve to say that. Yaoyao works so hard just to have a father who loves her." The old lady said unhappily, "Do you know how others laugh at her? They say she was born by a father but not raised by one... But she obviously has a father, but her father only cares about his own sadness and has been sleeping and ignoring her... She hopes day and night that you can wake up..."

Dongfang Wuxia was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. She threw off the quilt and got out of bed. She hugged Jun Fuyao and cried, "My poor child... It's Daddy's fault... It's all Daddy's fault... You have been wronged... Daddy is sorry for you, sorry..."

The old lady Dongfang was stunned: This... He can get out of bed now? He can even walk like a normal person? Yaoyao's method... is too magical!

With such a miraculous skill, the loss of Yaoyao must be very great, right?

Thinking of this, the old lady finally realized that something was wrong with Jun Fuyao. She felt Jun Fuyao's pulse and was shocked. She exclaimed, "Stop crying, save the child first."

A purple shadow flashed, and Di Yanqing quietly appeared in the room.

He was delighted to see that Dongfang Wuxia had woken up, but when he saw the unconscious Jun Fuyao, he felt distressed again.

With his cultivation, he could tell at a glance how badly Jun Fuyao was injured. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: I told you to pretend to be injured, but you pretended to be seriously injured and dying.

Suddenly, a young man in purple appeared in front of him, and he looked at his daughter in his arms with such concern. Dongfang Wuxia couldn't help but ask, "Who is this young man?"

"What do you mean this young master? This is your son-in-law, Yaoyao's husband, his surname is Di, and his name is Yan Qing." Old Lady Dongfang scolded, "Wuxia, you are already a father-in-law, and maybe you will have grandchildren soon... You must not be so willful in the future..."

"Son-in-law? The husband of the rocking man?" Dongfang Wuxia was startled. He looked Di Yanqing up and down, and finally smiled with satisfaction. He said kindly, "The husband of the rocking man, why don't you call me dad?"

"Dad..." Di Yanqing gritted his teeth. He felt a little shy in his heart, but more of it was the joy of being recognized, and he called out softly.

"Hey...good boy, a really good boy...Yaoyao has been naughty since he was young. You have to be more patient with her..." Dongfang Wuxia looked at Di Yanqing with a smile. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. His daughter had good taste. This son-in-law was even more handsome than I was when I was young.

Dongfang Wuxia was laughing but suddenly frowned, saying sadly, "I'm already a father-in-law... Yiqun... If Yiqun was still alive... he'd be a mother-in-law too... Yaoyao, the youngest, has already found a husband, and Susu and Miaomiao... must have been married long ago and have children, right? Oh, right... why didn't Susu and Miaomiao come?"