Qin Tian was startled by this question, what the hell?
What is me?
"right!"
Unfortunately, the father and son ignored Qin Tian. After Di Zhaotian nodded, he added: "His name is Qin Tian, and he is Lan Zhi's son."
scare!
This time, Qin Tian was really shocked.
How is this going?
What is it about me, why is my mother involved?
For a moment, Qin Tian had countless questions in his heart. He stared at Di Zhaotian and his son in confusion, and then made a gesture to step forward.
However, Chen Fu raised his hand at the right time and calmly shook his head at him, signaling him to calm down.
"oh?"
At this time, a gleam of light flashed through Di Tingfeng's weak eyes once again, and there seemed to be a sense of relief.
"good good good good......"
"Lanzhi's son, okay, okay..."
Immediately afterwards, Di Tingfeng said several good things in succession, his brows filled with emotion and excitement.
Could what happened thirty years ago have anything to do with my mother?
Counting the time, it seems that Lan Zhi left the Fierce God Family more than thirty years ago.
Lan Kai also said before that the Fierce God Family and the Undefeated Royal Family completely severed contact more than thirty years ago.
"Cough cough cough..."
As if he was too excited, Di Tingfeng coughed violently for a while, and then lay weakly on the bed.
However, after lying down, Di Tingfeng murmured: "The resentful spirits rise, the undead dawn, the God King's prophecy has finally come true..."
Frowning tightly, Qin Tian was confused and at the same time noticed an extremely dangerous aura.
So close yet so far away!
Moreover, after realizing this, Qin Tian felt more and more that there was a terrifying and huge net above his head, quietly covering it.
And above the big net, there is an invisible giant hand in the sky, controlling everything!
This aura cast an invisible haze over Qin Tian's heart.
"Father, where are the things?"
Just as Di Tingfeng was mumbling to himself, Di Zhaotian urged him.
"vomit......"
However, when Di Zhaotian asked, Di Tingfeng's body trembled and he retched.
Seeing this, Di Zhaotian was shocked and hurriedly picked up the spittoon on the ground. However, Di Tingfeng waved to him again,
"vomit......"
Bang!
The next second, Di Tingfeng vomited out a piece of white stuff. After it hit the floor, the sound was quite loud and seemed to have some weight.
"hiss!"
Regarding this, Di Zhaotian took a deep breath.
Then, regardless of the mucus on the white stuff, he grabbed it, wiped it on his body, and stuffed it directly into his arms.
"..."
Looking at each other blankly, Qin Tian and Lan Kai didn't know what medicine the father and son were selling in their gourds.
After putting away the things, Di Zhaotian immediately spoke again: "Father, Mr. Qin is the descendant of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect. I brought him here this time because I want him to diagnose and treat you."
"oh?"
Looking at Qin Tian with raised eyebrows again, Di Tingfeng said: "Although no, it's not necessary, but since I'm here, it doesn't matter..."
After saying that, Di Tingfeng lay on the bed, and after Qin Tian thought about it for a while, he still suppressed the doubts in his heart.