It was still the face of a child.

He might be ten years old, he might be older, he might be younger.

He has a pair of clear eyes, a head of slightly curly brown hair, and his skin is as white as milk even after months of exposure to wind and sun.

This is a very beautiful child, and his eyes are flashing with unruly wildness.

The moment she saw him, Ye Lingyue's mind buzzed.

"Xiao Zhiyo."

The child in front of me actually looks very similar to Xiao Zhiyo when he first transformed.

"careful."

Yinkun exclaimed.

The little boy in front of him grinned. He suddenly raised his hand, and there was a sharp fish bone dagger in his hand. The dagger was aimed straight at Ye Lingyue's throat.

Once on his bamboo raft, it's fish and meat on his sword.

The dagger was polished from the hardest fish bones and was extremely sharp. In addition, due to the infusion of some telekinesis, it was fast and accurate.

The dagger was right at Ye Lingyue's throat, but at the critical moment, the dagger was blocked.

Whoosh, Ye Lingyue's long black hair got entangled in the fish bone dagger.

A flash of surprise flashed in the little boy's eyes, and the next moment, Thousand Miles of Willow had already tied him up tightly.

With a snap, he was thrown to the ground like a fish trapped in a fishing net.

Diyang Qingfeng had an expression on his face as if he was surviving a disaster.

He coughed violently several times.

"I'll go, little master, I almost lost my life in the hands of this kid."

Ye Lingyue glanced at him, and the latter immediately became silent.

"Goojigji."

Seeing the little boy being trapped, the group of fluffies were all panicking.

They surrounded me, tugging and pulling.

But no matter how hard they exerted force, the little boy was bound tightly by the willow tree measuring thousands of miles away.

"Kill me if you can."

The little boy stared at Ye Lingyue angrily.

"Kill him. This kid will be a disaster if he is left alive. Don't let him escape."

Yinkun and the shark group were also very excited. Yinkun kept swimming around the bamboo raft.

If it hadn't been unable to get on the bamboo raft, it would have gone up and swallowed the little cub in one bite.

"Ling Yue, don't kill him. He's just a child. He doesn't have a bad heart."

When Diyang Qingfeng saw Ye Lingyue staring at the little boy, he couldn't help but plead.

"You don't need to beg for mercy. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, just come to me alone."

The little boy snorted coldly.

He struggled a few times, but the strange wicker sticks on his body tightened even more.

Ye Lingyue stared at the little boy and said nothing for a full quarter of an hour.

"you……"

Ye Lingyue's voice trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the willow tree that is thousands of miles away loosened its grip.

She held the little boy in her arms.

"Xiao Zhiyo... you are not, you are not him, but who are you? Are you..."

Tears shone in her eyes.

There is a word swirling in Ye Lingyue's throat.

Still didn't spit it out.

"Yeah, yeah, why are you holding me!"

The little boy seemed stunned for a moment, but the next moment, after realizing that he was being hugged by a woman, he screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

He punched and kicked him.

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Diyang Qingfeng was also dumbfounded. Regardless of his injuries, he stepped forward to stop the little boy.

"Shameless, don't let men and women touch each other. Didn't your father teach you that?"

The little boy's face was full of fear and a bit shy.

Men and women cannot be intimate...

Diyang Qingfeng's hand hung in the air, stiff and stiff.

"Boy, are you out of your mind? How old are you? How can a man and a woman not kiss each other?"

Diyang Qingfeng had no choice but to slap the little boy on the back of his head.

"Men and women do not sit together at the same table when they are seven years old. My father never goes with his mother. He said that after having my mother, he cannot say that he cannot see or touch any mother's child."

The little boy's face was still red.

"Your mother...is she Xiaowuya?"

Ye Lingyue ignored the little boy's nonsensical words and just stared at the little boy.

It's really similar.

Those noses and eyes look very much like Xiao Zhiyo.

But the mouth and the slightly curly hair all look like a little cuckoo.

This child must be the child of Xiao Zhiyo and Xiao Wuya.

In Ye Lingyue's heart, a warmth was slowly rippling like sea water.

Able to phantom and take shape, his strength is astonishing.

These two are not just the combination of Xiaowuya and Xiaozhiyo.

A hundred years later, Xiao Zhiyo and Xiao Wuya already have a child.

As the master, she never knew.

She was really derelict in her duties.

She took a step forward.

"What little Wuya?"

The little boy looked puzzled.

"Ling Yue, are you mistaken? This child's mother has died long ago. His father..."

Diyang Qingfeng was also a little surprised.

He has known Ye Lingyue for so long, and this is the first time he has seen Ye Lingyue acting so rude.

Even when she met Qiu Yu, she was not like this.

Dead?

Ye Lingyue was shocked all over.

Her heart suddenly sank.

Xiaowuya is dead.

Ye Lingyue was stunned.

"Your mother is dead?"

Ye Lingyue grabbed the little boy.

"Yeah, yeah, you're..."

Bada.

The little boy was stunned.

His cheeks were wet and warm.

He subconsciously touched it with his hand.

He was stunned and looked up at Ye Lingyue.
To be continued...