Just when everyone in the twelve clans was preparing to die heroically, and An Wenyi also wanted to take the lead in killing them, fortunately, when the envoy of the Immortal Alliance made another good impression in front of him, a childish crisp child's voice sounded, interrupting the battle that was about to break out.

"Grandmother, is he really my uncle?"

At the same time, everyone saw that the little man who was standing next to Mu Chengling, always covered by the cloak, made it impossible to see the expression on her face.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Mu Chengling, and asked the sentence that everyone heard just now. For some reason, the child's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it very clearly, as if it was spoken by their side.

Mu Chengling didn't answer, she looked at the little person next to her with some surprise, and couldn't bear to tell her that relatives were not as good as strangers, which was equivalent to the truth of being abandoned by the family.

"Is it my own uncle?" The little man didn't seem to give up, whether he answered or not, and continued to ask.

"It's your uncle, your second uncle." Mu Chengling finally answered, she wanted this child to remember this scene, because maybe God had mercy, and Xiao Ayu still had a glimmer of hope to escape.

She looked at Ye Zongcheng, with a plea in her eyes, asking him not to care about anything, just find a chance to escape with her, as long as she can escape, and then meet with her three sons, find a way to take Zixuan and her children away, even if she can only continue to wander and flee for the rest of her life, she can also be blind.

After all, that was the last hope that the bloodline of the Mu clan could be passed on.

However, at that moment, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the little person next to her had moved again.

I saw that the little guy turned around and walked towards the opposite side, as if he wanted to walk towards An Wenyi.

Opposite side!? Mu Chengling was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to catch the child back, but was blocked by a big hand.

She looked up suddenly, but found that it was Ye Zongcheng.

She looked at Ye Zongcheng incomprehensibly and asked, "What are you doing blocking me?" Why don't you hurry up and take care of Ah Yu and pull her back! ”

"Don't get in her way." Ye Zongcheng spoke, and as he spoke, he took a few steps forward, and turned around, facing the twelve clans, obviously blocking anyone from stopping An Mingyu.

What do you mean? He doesn't think that when Xiao Ayu walks over, the other party will accept her mercifully and take her back to Anfu, right? Mu Chengling was anxious about the safety of the child, and she didn't want to investigate deeply, thinking that if Ye Zongcheng really thought like that, he would be naïve.

When she just wanted to stop An Mingyu's behavior again, she didn't want to be pointed at by Ye Zongcheng, and heard him whisper again: "Don't get in the way of her!" ”

She looked at her husband in disbelief, she couldn't figure out why he made such a move at such a time, and when she didn't understand, she heard An Mingyu's voice continue to sound.

The crisp children's voice was full of puzzlement and asked, "Don't you like me?" ”

She walked forward slowly, while asking An Wenyi on the other side, but her slightly raised head was not matched by her figure, and half of her face was covered by an extraordinarily large cloak, so that people could not see her eyes clearly, only her frozen red nose and the smile on the corner of her lips.

An Wenyi was also stunned by her behavior, and did not answer for a while.

"Why don't you like me?" The little man tilted his little head slightly, as if he didn't understand. Good Mood Literature Network

"I don't even like your father, how can I like you!" An Wenyi told the truth.

"Why don't you like my father?" The little baby is like her age, with 100,000 whys, and she has to figure it out.

An Wenyi replied patiently: "He is just a concubine, but he was recorded in my mother's name. It's just that he was recorded in the name of his mother-in-law, so do you really think he can become a son-in-law? What is fake is always fake! ”

"But my father is still your own brother, why don't you like me?" Xiaowa's question was clear and unambiguous, but no one had thought deeply about it yet.

"What about my brother, I never admitted him! Your father is a disgrace to my mother, and a disgrace to the An family, especially after marrying your mother. ”

"Oh, I understand," Xiaowa nodded like a little adult, but stopped when she walked to the front of the Wei Chi Old Ancestor, "Is it because there is still the blood of the Barren Mountain bandit Mu clan flowing in my blood?" ”

"That's right! So, you can go down first, and your family will go down sooner or later to reunite with you! An Wenyi's mouth raised an indifferent smile, "After all, when the Mu clan is destroyed, your mother and brother and sister will no longer be recognized by our Anguo Mansion!" ”

"Don't admit it?" Xiaowa continued to nod, and then said something that everyone present didn't expect at all, "Then don't admit it." Because I'm not ready to recognize An's. ”

Except for Ye Zongcheng, everyone was stunned, completely unable to understand that a four-year-old child could say such a thing, and he was not ready to recognize his own family, was this angry talk or who taught it?

"My mother clan is the strongest fighting clan in the eighteen tribes of the Northern Wilderness, one of the overlords of the Northern Wilderness, and the Mu clan known as the lion of the Northern Wilderness. That is the An family, which is like the Yu family's generals, and it is incomparable at all. ”

"The Overlord of the Northern Wilderness? Hahaha, maybe it used to be, but now the Mu clan is just a lowly bandit that everyone shouts and beats! An Wenyi ignored the discomfort caused by the word "Yu family general" she called, and fought back and sneered, "The strongest family? The Mu clan, which is dominated by a woman, has nothing to do with the lion of the Northern Wilderness, okay! Little doll, what you say, what a joke! ”

"Is it a joke?" Her voice wasn't loud, but it still rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"It is true that the glory of the past is long gone, but," she slowly raised her head, and her hands reached out and gently grasped the cap of the cloak on her head, "I will bring this glory back to life." ”

Just when everyone was stunned again by her words, the cloak and hat that covered half of her face slowly fell with the movement of a pair of small hands back, revealing a small face with extremely delicate facial features.

Although he is very young, he already shows a stunning silhouette of the future.

Before the people on the other side could recover from her appearance, they saw her turn her head to look at Yu Chi Lao Zu beside her, stretched out her little hand, patted his arm and said, "Take care of your injuries!" ”

What the? Yu Chi Lao Zu didn't react for a while, but when he saw her turn her head again and walk towards the opposite side, he reflexively reached out to grab her and stop her from moving forward.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even grab her sleeve.

Wei Chi Lao Zu was stunned for a moment, and fell into deep self-doubt, could it be that his injuries were so serious that he couldn't even catch a four-year-old child?

At that moment, a voice came from his ear, still immature, but it made his face change greatly.

"Wei Chi Chacha, right? You are also called Chacha, but it should be a different Chacha from Chacha, right? ”