After I Indecently Destroyed Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Pain, heart-piercing pain.

In the afternoon, Wen Yi carried her into the delivery room that had been prepared earlier, and now it was pitch black outside.

Ji Yan didn't know what time it was, and he didn't dare to know, he was afraid that if it took too long, he would feel that he was going to die here soon.

The sound insulation of the room was not good, he could hear his mother crying outside, Song Wei inserted many needles in his body, Ji Yan knew that his medical skills were very good, but he was really tired.

Suddenly a kiss landed on his cheek, with a trace of cold touch, Ji Yan was stunned, he knew it was Wen Yi.Wen Yi has always been by his side, holding his hand, from asking him to cheer up to now begging him not to leave him.

Ji Yan turned his head and glanced at Wen Yi, sure enough, Wen Yi's eyes were red, and the coldness was his tears.

"emperor."

Ji Yan wanted to reach out to wipe away his tears, but Wen Yi only held his left hand, and he almost begged to kneel beside him, "Yanyan, let's try harder, shall we?"

His tears welled up again, "Just try harder, okay? I beg you, don't leave me, don't leave me..."

Ji Yan looked at him, trying to pull out a smile, but he moved the corners of his mouth, a little weak.

[Yanyan, the current tyrant's wisdom index is 20%, and the tyrant's blackness index is 70%, do you really not want to eat the peace fruit? 】

Ji Yan can't remember how many times he heard Ding Dong's reminder, since he entered the delivery room, he watched the wisdom index drop from 40% to 20%, and the blackness index rose from 18% to 70%.

Every percentage point is for him, but Ji Yan is still very persistent.

【don't want. 】

【Words...】

【I do not want. 】

Song Wei is still looking at him. Song Wei knows that there is something unusual about him, but he hasn't said anything until now, which shows that his body can still hold on.There is only the last Ping An Guo left, and they still have an invisible enemy, Wen Yi is not safe, he can't consume this life-saving treasure just because he can't bear the temporary pain.

Ji Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm fine, don't cry."

Wen Yi, whose blackening index has reached 70%, is obviously not normal anymore, except for Ji Yan, he can no longer hear anyone else's voice.At this time, when he heard Ji Yan talking to himself, he reacted suddenly, and wiped Ji Yan's sweat with a soft handkerchief, his movements were restrained and gentle, "Don't be afraid of Yan Yan, it will be fine."

As early as a long time ago, Wen Yi specially went to find two Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen was very old and had some experience. Song Wei was always by his side. Seeing Ji Yan regained some energy, he said, "Master, you Don't give up, just try harder."

"Wen Yi, don't, don't cry."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yan gritted his teeth, resisted the throbbing pain in his stomach, and started exerting his strength again.

Time passes little by little-

暴君贤明指数18%，暴君黑化指数75％、暴君贤明指数16%，暴君黑化指数78%、暴君贤明指数14%，暴君黑化指数80%、暴君贤明指数10%，暴君黑化指数83％、暴君贤明指数8%，暴君黑化指数90%……

Until the sky turned white, a loud cry finally sounded in the delivery room, as if about to break something, and all the sadness and crying were swept away.

"It's born, it's born, it's a little prince!"

"Yanyan, is Yanyan okay?"

"Father and son are well, father and son are well!"

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to Mr. Ji! Congratulations to the little prince!"

Hearing the cry, Ji Yan heaved a long sigh of relief, and finally a sincere smile appeared on his pale face, "Your Majesty, don't cry, I'm fine."

After speaking, he fell asleep and had a deep dream.

The protagonist of the dream is himself. He can see everything that "Ji Yan" sees, and also feel "Ji Yan"'s emotions, but he cannot control "Ji Yan"'s actions.

He knew that he was just a bystander at this time.

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There was nothing around, and the whiteness was almost invisible. Ji Yan rubbed his eyes, a little in disbelief.

"Is this a dream?"

After saying this, a light suddenly appeared in the distance and pierced his eyes. The light seemed to be far away, flashing and flashing, as if calling him.

Although a little unclear, Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "This is obviously a dream!"

But this dream is so real that it almost makes people think it is real, but no matter what, it is just a dream, Ji Yan decides to see what the light calling him is.

Anyway, it is a dream, and no one can die.

With this thought in mind, Ji Yan followed the light and walked over.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ji Yan finally found the source of the light. It was a ball of light that looked very warm. Ji Yan reached out and touched it subconsciously.

The moment he touched the ball of light, the ball of light slammed into his palm. Ji Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at his palm. Except for a little warmth, it was still the same as before.

Ji Yan felt a little weird, and when he raised his head again, he saw a quaint door in front of him. When Ji Yan pushed the door, he could still hear the sound of the door opening clearly, with a heavy feeling.

The inside of the door was very dark, in sharp contrast to the whiteness outside, Ji Yan took a few steps to get used to it.But because the light inside was too dark, only the solemn altar could be vaguely seen.The altar was a little sacred, but Ji Yan felt that his whole body was a little hairy.

□□ Quiet.

The whole room was completely silent, except for his footsteps, there was nothing, he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

It's a dream, it's just a dream, so nothing will happen.

Ji Yan comforted himself like this, and walked forward calmly, when he suddenly heard a voice in front of him: "Who are you?"

"Oh my god," Ji Yan yelled, and stepped back ten meters away.

"..." Suddenly it was very quiet.

Ji Yan hid behind a pillar and secretly looked in the direction of the sound just now, muttering incessantly: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality..."

The voice asked again, "What are you talking about?"

"Eh?"

Ji Yan was taken aback just now, his whole mind went blank.Now that I have calmed down a bit, when I heard this voice again, I suddenly felt that this voice... was full of childishness... just like a child.

But children are not necessarily safe!

Now it's a dream!Anything is possible in a dream!Even the youngest child can be a perverted murderer!

At this time, the owner of the voice came out, a small man with short arms and short legs, looked very cute, looked at him with big eyes, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

It's really a child...

Most importantly...it's too cute!

It was the first time Ji Yan saw such a cute child, a small person, his eyes were round and bright like black grapes, they seemed to be glowing when looking at him, his eyelashes were thick and dense, like two small fans, Moreover, this child is also wearing a small and cute ancient costume, which looks exquisite, even more beautiful than today's child stars.

Dressed like this, she might be a child star!

Ji Yan, as a senior face control person, instantly fell into a slump.

Such a beautiful child, even if it is some kind of perverted murderer, I can bear it. Anyway, this is just a dream, and I can't die.

With such thoughts in mind, Ji Yan walked up to the child, knelt down and looked at him, only to find that the child was completely soaked, his little lips were bloodless, and his voice was trembling from the cold: "Are you a god? "

What the hell, the children were frozen stupid.

Ji Yan was so distressed, he hugged the child subconsciously, and was instantly shuddered by the coldness of the child, Ji Yan kissed his little cheek, "Oh my little baby, you What's going on here?"

For some reason, the moment Ji Yan hugged the child, Ji Yan suddenly became very sleepy and just fell asleep.

Before completely losing consciousness, the last thought in Ji Yan's mind was: Isn't this a dream?Why do I feel cold?

However, before he thought of the answer, he fell into a warmth, with the familiar ambergris on the tip of his nose.

Before losing consciousness, he saw the yellow Pikachu pajamas on "Ji Yan".

It turns out that you did not admit the wrong person, I am not someone's substitute, and I have never had any misunderstandings, but I accidentally forgot.

Ji Yan opened his eyes and saw the familiar bedroom, Wen Yi was squatting beside the bed, his clothes were disheveled, his face was pale, and a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at him motionlessly.

Wen Yi seemed to have not calmed down, something was wrong with his whole body, and he didn't dare to touch him, calling softly, "Yanyan."

Ji Yan suddenly smiled, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, his voice was weak, but full of unconcealable smiles, just like before.

"Hey my baby, what's wrong with you?"