It was still a child's tender face.

He may be ten years old, maybe bigger, maybe smaller.

He has a pair of clear eyes, a slightly curly brown hair, and even if the skin has been exposed to the wind of the moon, it is still as white as milk.

This is a very beautiful child. In his eyes, there is a flash of unruly wildness.

Seeing his moment, Ye Lingyue's brain was a humming sound.

"Small."

The children in front of me are very similar to the little cockroaches when they are just shaped.

"Be careful."

Concealed and exclaimed.

The little boy in front of him was screaming at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly raised his hand, and in his hand, he had a sharp fishbone dagger. The dagger went straight to the throat of Ye Lingyue.

Once he got on his bamboo pole, it was the fish on his knife.

The dagger, polished with the hardest fish bones, is extremely sharp, plus the infusion of some of the power of the mind, fast and accurate.

The dagger was in the throat of Ye Lingyue, but the dagger was blocked in the midst of a thousand miles.

Hey, Ye Lingyue's long black hair entangled the fish bone dagger.

The little boy flashed a stun in his eyes. The next moment, a thousand miles of a willow had already tied him up.

With a bang, he was like a fish trapped by a net, and was thrown to the ground by a thousand miles.

The expression of the rest of the life of Emperor Yang Qingfeng.

He coughed a few times.

"I am going, Xiaoye, I almost lost it in the hands of this kid."

Ye Lingyue gave him a look, and the latter immediately lost his voice.

"Hey."

The group of fluffy eyes looked at the young boy trapped, and they were panicked.

They wrap up and pull again.

However, no matter how hard they are, the young boy is **** in a thousand miles.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me."

The little boy roared Ye Lingyue.

"Kill him, this kid, keeping it is a curse, don't let him escape."

Concealed and sharks are also very excited, concealing and swimming around the bamboo poles.

If it wasn't for the bamboo raft, it would have gone up and swallowed the little scorpion.

"Ming Yue, don't kill him, it's just a child, he is not bad."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng sees Ye Lingyue has been gazing at the little boy, can not help but ask for love.

"You don't have to ask for help, you have to kill me, and come to me alone."

The little boy is cold and shouting.

He struggled a few times, but the weird wicker on his body was a little tighter.

Ye Lingyue stared at the little boy, and did not speak for half a quarter of an hour.

"you"

Ye Lingyue's voice was slightly trembling.

Suddenly, a thousand miles of a willow was released.

She held the little boy in her arms.

"Small...you are not, you are not him, but who are you? Are you..."

In her eyes, tears flashed.

There is a word in the throat of Ye Lingyue.

I have not spit it out.

"Yeah, what are you holding me!"

The little boy was like a glimpse, but the next moment, realized that after he was hugged by a woman, he shouted like a cat who had stepped on his tail.

He punched and kicked.

"Kid, you are crazy."

Emperor Yangfeng is also dumbfounded. He ignores his own injuries and will go forward to stop the young boy.

"Don't shame, men and women don't kiss, don't you teach you?"

The little boy's face was full of horror, and he was still a bit shy.

Men and women don't give up...

The hand of Emperor Yang Qingfeng hung in the air, stiff and stiff.

"Kid, do you have a bad brain? How old are you, and men and women don't give a fart."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng was helpless, and a palm was shot on the back of the little boy.

"When men and women are seven years old, I am never with my mother. He said that after I have a mother, no mother can say that I can't see it."

The little boy's face is still red.

"Your mother... is it a small black scorpion?"

Ye Lingyue did not pay attention to the words of the young boy, but stared at the little boy.

Really like.

The nose and eyes are like a little cockroach.

But the mouth, and the slightly curly hair, are like little blackbirds.

This child must be a child of Xiaoyan and Xiaowu.

In Ye Lingyue's heart, a piece of warmth is like the sea water, slowly swaying.

Can be phantomized, amazing.

These two are not a combination of Xiaowu and Xiaoxiao.

For a hundred years, Xiaoyan and Xiaowu, already have children.

She is the master of this, but she never knows.

She is too derelict.

She took a step forward.

"What little black cockroach?"

The little boy's face is inexplicable.

"Ming Yue, are you mistaken? The mother of this child has already died. He is jealous..."

Diyang Qingfeng also had some accidents.

He knew Ye Lingyue for so long, and he was the first to see Ye Lingyue.

Even if she met Qiu Yu, she did not.

died?

Ye Lingyue was shocked.

Her heart suddenly sinks.

Xiaowu is dead.

Ye Lingyue lost a god.

"Your mother is dead?"

Ye Lingyue grabbed the little boy.

"Yeah, you are..."

Oh.

A little boy.

His cheeks are wet and hot.

He subconsciously touched his hand.

He glanced and looked up at Ye Lingyue.

In her eyes, it is full of tears.

She, how did she cry.

female.

Sure enough, it is very troublesome.

I will lose my tears when I move.

He remembers that the former aunt was also a sauce purple.

Often a person silently shed tears.

"Hey, don't you cry. My mother is dead, it's not that your mother is dead. What are you upset?"

The little boy looked at Ye Lingyue in front of him and was somewhat overwhelmed.

"What are you?"

Ye Lingyue asked a hard question.

"I care about you."

Little boy is not good air.

"He went to the old mountain area and said that he was going to find a way to resurrect his mother."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng said busy.

"Xiaohao went to the old mountainous area... What happened in these years? You told me how you and you came to the site of Kunlun, and you have to tell me about everything about your mother."

Ye Lingyue forced himself to calm down.

What happened to Xiaoyan and Xiaowuyu, why, Xiaowu will die, and if Xiaoxi is really the child's jealousy, why should he leave the child here?

"You release me first, I will tell you."

The little boy pretended to be a clever nod.

"Ye Lingyue, have you made a mistake? Say it, give me the kid."

Concealed by the side is very dissatisfied, with a fishtail patted with bamboo poles.

Ye Lingyue is trying to explain, but at this time, the little boy's eyes flashed, and he buckled Ye Lingyue's wrist, and even he took Ye Lingyue and plunged into the sea.