Xuan Liyue looked at the Holy Child and asked curiously, "Do you have a mother?" ”

Shouldn't tinder be born and grown? How could a mother come out?

Hearing Xuan Liyue's questioning, the Holy Infant was a little unhappy, but Xuan Liyue really had the taste of his mother's mother, and he didn't want to be angry with Xuan Liyue.

He flattened his mouth, "Of course I have a mother, my mother is good!" ”

Listening to the Holy Child's determined tone, a light flashed in Xuan Liyue's mind.

Just now Di Luochen said that this is her thing, could it be that a long, long time ago, this little thing thought she was his mother?

The sudden change made the two sides of the fight gradually extinguish the fire, each occupy a place, and confront each other.

The hall master of the Netherworld Temple saw the fire flying to Xuan Liyue's side, and his face behind the mask was so black that ink could drip out.

"Little girl, the old man advises you to be nosy, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around!" He threatened Xuan Liyue.

Before Xuan Liyue could say anything, the Holy Child turned his head to look at the hall master of the Netherworld Temple, with an unhappy expression.

"You're threatening her?"

The immature voice was full of anger, obviously there was no deterrent, like a child coquettish, but it made a chill rise in the heart of the Netherworld Hall Master.

Feeling the maintenance of the Holy Child, Xuan Liyue Wan'er.

Although the title of "mother" made her a little unacceptable, she learned from Di Luochen that the Holy Child was hers, and she was very happy to see the Holy Child instinctively standing on her side at this time.

Feeling the child's childish nature, the master of the Netherworld Hall said: "The old man can't threaten her, and he is so angry that he even calls a milky girl who has not dried up, and she is not afraid of people's jokes when she says it!" ”

"Who dares to laugh at me!" The Holy Child disagreed, and the flames on his body jumped violently twice.

"I can't wait!" The stars and undead said in unison.

When the Holy Child heard the answer, the flames on his body jumped happily a few times, he looked at the Netherworld Hall Lord, and said proudly: "You heard it, no one laughed at me. ”

The smile on the corner of Xuan Liyue's lips froze.

The smugness on the face of the Netherworld Hall Lord also stiffened slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Those people don't say it on their lips, but they are laughing at you in their hearts. ”

"You're laughing at me in your heart?" The Holy Child asked the starry spirits.

"Nope!" Everyone replied in unison, but their eyes were fixed on the Netherworld Hall Lord and the Holy Envoy opposite.

Xuan Liyue raised her hand and stroked her forehead, this tinder is estimated to be ten times older than her, right?

For so many years, how did she live in the so-called holy mountain of the patriarch?

The Holy Infant looked at the Netherworld Hall Lord's eyes, and became even more proud.

"Did you hear that? They said they didn't laugh at me in their hearts. Hey? Why are they laughing at me? ”

The Holy Child said, turned his head to look at Xuan Liyue suspiciously, and asked again, "Why are they laughing at me?" ”

Xuan Liyue looked at the patriarch's nervous expression, and knew that this holy child was by no means as harmless as it seemed on the surface.

She pondered for a moment and said, "He said, if you call me mother, others will laugh at you." ”

The Holy Child frowned, and the little man frowned, especially good-looking.

"I call you mother? When did I call you mother, I just said, you have the smell of my mother, it's like, my mother is in your belly. ”

Xuan Liyue stumbled at her feet and almost fell, but Di Luochen quickly helped her.

Xuan Liyue looked at the Holy Infant and was speechless for a while.

His mother was in her belly, and it sounded so strange to hear that! It's better to call her mother directly.