"Wei Zhixuan, why are you? This pig's head is in the same league as you? Mrs. Yue recognized Wei Zhixuan and asked suspiciously.

"Second aunt, this ...... This pig's head is Pingjian, it's your son? Wei Zhixuan was about to cry, he didn't recognize his biological son until now, this second aunt is really thick enough, of course, her appearance is even thicker.

"What...... You say it's flat building. Mrs. Yue was taken aback, looked carefully, and finally saw Yue Pingjian's eyebrows clearly, although it was the same as a pig's head now, but if she looked closely, she could still see that it was her precious son.

"Son...... My son, who was the god who beat you like this, even the bones were broken, tell Wei Niang, and Die for your mother to avenge you. Mrs. Yue's whole body trembled and cried.

Everyone is in a cold sweat, isn't this fat aunt too forgetful, isn't it you who kicked and broke your baby son's ribs?

Mrs. Yue held her precious son tightly in her arms, trembling all over her body, crying and scolding. Yue Pingjian was beaten by his father and mother to only half his life, and then he was strangled by this chain, and finally couldn't hold on, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Son, my son, why are you so hard, if you have three long and two short, what should you do for your mother......" Mrs. Yue didn't realize it, and she was still holding her baby son and shaking desperately there.

"Second aunt, if you don't let go of your second cousin, he will really die." Wei Zhixuan really couldn't look at it, and couldn't help but remind him out loud.

"Ah......" Mrs. Yue woke up in shock, and hurriedly let go of her hand, only to see that Yue Pingjian had been strangled to foam at the mouth, and the breath in was much less, so she hurriedly entered the true qi to smooth his qi.

"Old killer, what are you doing there? Are you dead? Seeing Yue Qingjie standing beside him dumbfounded, Mrs. Yue was so angry that she scolded. His baby son, who was in the Liuyun Sect, was beaten so that he didn't look like a ghost or a ghost, and he only had half of his life left.

"Oh, Pingjian, my son...... How are you? Yue Qingjie came back to his senses and pounced.

He was really stunned and stunned just now, he never thought that this person who was kicked by himself first with a crooked mouth and nose, and then kicked off half his life by his wife was actually his precious son.

Seeing Yue Pingjian's tragic situation, Yue Qingjie's heart was like a knife, and he also shed a row of old tears.

"You old killer, how can you do it, this is your own son, even if you marry a vixen and give birth to a little bastard, you don't have to deal with him so hard, you want to kick him to death!" Mrs. Yue cried again at this time, and hammered at Yue Qingjie while crying.

Yue Qingjie's old face twitched, my kick was a little heavier, but why didn't you want his life, but it was your kicks, even the bones were broken, why did you scold me instead.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He is a middle-aged wife, and the age difference between the two is very large, so he has always been extremely fond and indulgent of this originally very much, otherwise she would not have fallen into the name of a shrew in Liuyun Sect.

The hearts of the people around me fluctuated as they watched. As soon as Ling Chuxi made a move, he knew if there was one. It's really a beating, and the old lady can't recognize it.

What's next?