Pick Up The Soft Persimmon And Pinch Him!

Di Hao was unhappy. He was still a baby, after all. Therefore, he really felt that Di Fuyi was pushing him to the limits. 

In the starry array, those evil spirits were extremely fierce, especially when they saw this little young boy who looked like fresh meat. They screamed and rushed over to bite his flesh and drink his blood. This certainly made it a frightening experience for the young toddler. 

Although his father was always at the forefront, those grievances were clearly afraid of his temperament, so they did not bother him. In fact, they would keep a safe distance from him at all times. 

Nonetheless, once he passed them, they became aggressive again. "Such a soft little boy. It must be delicious to eat!" The grievances were getting closer and closer to him as they spoke.

"His exposed skin is as fair as white jade. Is his body also this fair?" There was a wretched grievance that attempted to tear his little robe.