"Look, it's this kid, why is this kid still here?"

"Is this child still alive? What a miracle. ”

"Shhhh

The light veil was still flying in the long corridor, and the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who came and went no longer ignored the attitude towards the plain white child, as long as there were people, there would be some gossip.

And this kind of unintentional or malicious language is hitting such a young and innocent child all the time.

Mo Kongjing, who had been silent and silent, still only frowned, and then walked behind him as if he didn't know it.

It's been three days, and since Yueyi woke up, such gossip and these unintentional or malicious verbal attacks have made her accustomed to it.

She is used to it, Yueyi is used to it, and even Yueming is used to it.

Yueming's face still has a humble and gentle smile, she is like a noble and beautiful fairy, with a smile on her face that she is malicient and tolerant of all the injustices in the world.

She held the hand of the young Yueyi, walked unhurriedly step by step, and when she met an acquaintance, she would even stop and take the initiative to say hello, she kept smiling, smiling all the time

"Mother, I want to go home." Half a ring, the young Yueyi, who had been keeping his head down and hiding his emotions, suddenly shook off Yueming's hand, and he stubbornly refused to raise his head and shouted with a crying voice.

"Mi'er, no matter what others say, what others think, my mother believes in my child, my child is the most well-behaved child in the world, so promise my mother, no matter what others say, don't take it to heart, okay?" While smiling gently, only the doting Yueming in his eyes half-squatted down to straighten the stubborn little man with his head down.

"But, but, even the master doesn't believe me anymore, why woo woo woo, why is this happening? Yue Yi has obviously found Xuemang! With such gentle eyes, it seems that the young Yueyi can no longer bear these gossips and doubts from outsiders who do not understand. He threw himself into Yueming's arms and cried.

"Mi'er, it's all to blame on the mother, if only the mother was just an ordinary girl"

Mo Kongjing only remembered that Yueming at that time was just blaming himself for holding the crying young Yueyi, stroking his black hair again and again, and the obscurity in Yueming's eyes at that time carried a dead silence that others couldn't understand at all.

Half a month ago, at the moment when the Fusang tree was completely destroyed, she could only use all her spiritual power to fight for a little warmth for the young Yueyi.

She could only watch powerlessly as the Fusang tree emitted a powerful energy fluctuation with a destructive aura, destroying the radius in one fell swoop.

I don't know if it's because of the mother-son connection, or because Yueming has an artifact that can spy on the fate of heaven and earth, in despair, she saw Yueming, who was on the verge of madness, rushed over regardless of it, and with her own weak strength, no, it was a strong heart that a mother did not give up, was not timid or afraid, and confronted the sacred tree Fusang, and rescued the young Yueyi who was in danger from under the Fusang tree.

For half a month, Yueming was almost unclothed and took care of him in front of the bed, and the Xiaoyao Sect was not the first medical sect in the immortal cultivation world, and the young Yueyi, who only had one breath left, really survived.

But this kind of survival is on the same level as betrayal in the eyes of others, and the turbid breath from the demon lingers on the body of the young Yueyi.

Even in the hearts of many people, it is believed that the young Yueyi could not withstand the temptation of the demons, and worked with the demons to destroy the sacred tree Fuso.

Who could believe that the Nine Lords of the Abyss could actually pass through the barrier unnoticed, and even sneak into the Xiaoyao Sect quietly.

Although the young Yue Yi was saved by Yue Ming with all his might, the evil blow was not merciful at all.

A blow from the Nine Lords of the Abyss, how could Yue Yi be able to withstand it when he was a child? It's a blessing not to die.

So now the young Yue Yi is a porcelain doll, fragile as if a gust of wind can blow him away.

He is afraid of the cold winter, and he can no longer touch a little frost in winter, and his body is perennially filled with the cold aura of demons, and the demonic energy is eroding his body all the time.

Many people were persuading Yue Ming, they thought that Yue Ming, who was an excellent disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect and also the holder of the artifact, should give up this child, give up this child who was destined to not live long but had already offended the entire immortal cultivation world.

The Divine Tree of the Xiaoyao Sect Fusang fell for no reason, and this devastating blow not only brought indelible pain to the Xiaoyao Sect, but also made countless high-ranking people in the entire immortal cultivation world justifiably accuse.

The blow and pressure went hand in hand, and the Xiaoyao Sect in this period was walking on thin ice in the entire immortal cultivation world.

Young Nian Yueyi and many people explained why he appeared in the forbidden land of Xiaoyao Sect at that time, and he even showed the rare snow mang he found in a hundred years to others, but no one believed him at all.

No one believed that such an unsightly flower would be the unique snow mangs recorded in the book.

But when everyone questioned him, Yueming still supported his child without hesitation.

Even though the whole world didn't understand, she still used her meager strength to hold up a rainless sky for her children.

The years have changed darkly, and the waves are not alarmed.

Countless nights when a child wakes up from a nightmare, and no one knows what kind of nightmares such a delicate-looking child endures every night.

Yueming was the only one, seeing the pain in her eyes and heart, she was crazy looking for all kinds of ways to get rid of nightmares, but none of them worked.

Every night, although it is the young Yue Yi who is haunted by nightmares, what is more painful, scared and frightened than him is the moon that can only be watched from the sidelines.

Mo Kongjing, who was standing outside the window, looked at the moon in the room with sadness and weakness, staring at the little figure who was tossing and turning on the bed in a cold sweat with tears streaming down his face.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, she only knew that Yueming would only cry alone in the middle of the night when no one was around, when facing Yang Xuzi, the head of Xiaoyao Sect, she smiled gently and beautifully, and when facing others, she smiled kindly and naturally, her shallow smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and her smile seemed to always be so strong and beautiful, impeccable.

Finally, many, many people were touched by her strong and gentle smile, and many times, when Yueming took the unwilling Yueyi out for a walk, the light veil flew in the long corridor, and the people who came and went finally stopped looking at the young Yueyi with such questioning eyes.

Everything seemed to be developing on a good side, but it was only late at night, when the young Yue Yi was haunted by nightmares, and the demonic energy in his body invaded again, no one saw the tears on Yueming's face.

All the ends seem to come from that day

(To be continued.) )