Emperor Tianwu

"Yes! He is sick all over. If he continues like this, he will die sooner or later."

"Just sell him."

"Do you want to discuss it with him?"

The two voices were very soft, but Yun Chen heard them clearly.

Looking at the starry sky above his head and then looking at his body, Yun Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Some parts of his hands were oozing pus and emitting a foul smell.

No wonder his parents wanted to sell him.

"Dad, Mom!" Yun Chen shouted weakly.

The voice was slightly hoarse.

At this time, Yun Chen had long forgotten that he was a powerful emperor in the fairy world, not an ordinary mortal who was powerless, and even a sickly person.

"Hey, Xiao Chen!"

As a voice came out, the door opened, and a couple who looked a little old appeared in Yun Chen's field of vision.

These two people are Yun Chen's parents.

Two ordinary farmers.

The two had a son in their old age. They originally thought that they could rely on their son for their old age, but they didn't expect that the son had been weak and sick since he was born. The little savings earned by the family were all spent on him.

"Then the Yang family, will you want me?" Yun Chen asked.

He knew the Yang family, of course.

That was a big family in the town, and there were many slaves, servants, guards and the like.

"Did you hear it all?" Yun Tie sighed slightly: "Child, don't blame us. Your mother and I have suffered all our lives. We really don't want to continue to suffer. If you go to the Yang family, you can not only get some food for us, but more importantly, you still have a chance to survive."

"The Yang family has doctors, they will definitely find a way to cure you."

"Child, I'm sorry!"

Yun Tie wiped away a tear when he said this.

Murong Qiuyu on the side also nodded slightly, looking at Yun Chen apologetically.

Yun Chen smiled and said: "In that case, you can send me to the Yang family!"

It's good to reduce some burdens for parents.

"Okay!" Yun Tie said, looking at Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu said, "Help him wipe his body first."

"You wipe it."

"He's your son."

"Why, isn't he your son? What's wrong with you wiping him?"

"Okay." Yun Tie couldn't argue with Murong Qiuyu in the end, so he had to walk to a nearby place and pick up a piece of rag to wipe the pus-filled wound on Yun Chen's body.

He turned his head to one side while wiping, as if he was afraid of being fumigated by the stench.

Seeing this, Yun Chen couldn't help it and said, "I'll do it myself!"

He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't even raise his hand.

At this moment, he was very weak.

"Let me carry you!" Yun Tie said, and he had already squatted down, then he held Yun Chen's hands with both hands and let Yun Chen lean on his back.

Then, Yun Tie carried Yun Chen out of the house and headed straight for the town.

Outside the door, mottled starlight fell.

The stars were beautiful, but Yun Chen had no intention of looking at them at this moment.

The road was quiet with occasional sounds of frogs and cicadas.

Is his father so impatient to send him to the Yang family?

Can't he wait until dawn to send him there?

He still has a lot to say to his parents!

"Dad, it's getting late..." Yun Chen said.

Yun Tie seemed to know what Yun Chen wanted to say, and said quickly: "Son! It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. The Yang family has urged several times, so send it there today!"

"Dad, I'm a sickly person, what do the Yang family buy me for?"

Yun Tie's footsteps paused, and then said: "They should have a way to heal you, and you are still young, maybe they want to train you to be a servant, or a guard or something."

"I hope so!" Yun Chen didn't want to say anything more.

After passing through the tree-lined path, they arrived in the town soon.

It was late at night, and many families had turned off the lights to rest, but the Yang family compound was still brightly lit.

Not only that, from time to time, one or two screams came from the compound, which was extremely creepy.

"Dad!" Yun Chen shouted subconsciously, and his body trembled.

"Don't worry, it's okay!" Yun Tie gritted his teeth and carried Yun Chen to the gate of the Yang family compound.

Seeing Yun Tie coming, the two servants guarding the gate laughed and said, "Hey, old man Yun, it seems that you have figured it out! Send your sick son here."

"If it were me, I would have sent him here a long time ago. What's the point of keeping a waste that will only drag down the family?"

"These days, it's not easy to support yourself, let alone support a sick child?"

Several servants spoke up.

Yun Tie smiled flatteringly, carried Yun Chen into the yard, and then came to a room.

In the room, a man was chopping something on the chopping board with a kitchen knife, making a banging sound.

Above the man, there was a row of hooks, on which were hung many pieces of meat, which looked extremely bloody.

The bloody smell in the room was so strong that Yun Chen almost vomited.

This was clearly a slaughterhouse. Why did his father carry him here?

"Brother Yang, I'm here!" Yun Tie spoke.

The man named Brother Yang turned around, revealing a very ferocious face. His eyes fell on Yun Chen, with a very strong smile: "Not bad, not bad, thirteen years old, delicate skin and tender flesh, I think there must be many big shots who like you."