Yun Weiyang bit her lip tightly, and couldn't help curling up on the ground, she kept trembling, and her nails dug into the ground beneath her.

After a few moments, she finally couldn't hold back a terrible shout anymore—

"Ahh

Immediately afterward, her eyes turned white and she fainted in pain.

What she didn't know was that at the same moment when she fainted, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the forest not far away, accompanied by a few crisp calls with a childish voice: "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, where are you?"

The footsteps gradually came towards the high slope, and slowly, a little boy's little head poked out of the tall bushes, and a pair of big eyes on the little head were constantly searching, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, the white figure on the high slope caught his attention.

With his watery eyes open, he stood still for a moment, then spread his feet and ran over.

The little boy looked very cute, but he was only three or four years old, his skin was white and tender, and he still had a shallow flush on his face because he had just run, like an apple that had just begun to ripen.

He squatted down, his brows furrowed tightly, and after a while, he reached out and gently pushed Yun Weiyang, and his voice was crisp: "Sister, sister......."

But the people on the ground didn't respond at all, and when he saw this, he suddenly became a little at a loss, and his little face was wrinkled.

Suddenly, there was another sound of footsteps in the woods.

When the little boy heard the voice and turned around, he immediately jumped up from the ground in surprise: "Daddy, you're back!"

The man was a young man of about twenty years old, handsome and unparalleled, tall and slender, wearing a white robe that looked very eye-catching in the dark green woods.

He walked over slowly with a smile on the corner of his lips, and his voice was too good to hear: "Xiao Yu, you are naughty again!"

The little boy happily threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Daddy, you're finally back, Xiao Yu misses you so much......!"

"You know how to be coquettish, come, daddy to see if Xiao Yu has grown taller", the man said and looked Xiao Yu up and down, and then frowned: "Why is our Xiao Yu still so small, and he hasn't grown ......up at all."

When Xiao Yu heard this, he immediately pursed his mouth, and his little head shook like a rattle: "Daddy, Xiao Yu has grown up, and Xiao Yu can now help her mother dry herbs!"

"yes, that's good!" The man dotingly touched Xiao Yu's little head melon seeds.

Hearing his father's praise, Xiao Yu almost smiled so much that his mouth almost couldn't close: "Daddy, you haven't gone home to see your mother yet, let's go, let's go back now, my mother will be very happy to see you......."

As he spoke, he took the man's hand and was about to leave, and he had already completely thrown the unconscious man lying on the ground beside him out of the clouds.

The man smiled and touched Xiao Yu's head again, then turned his head to look at Yun Weiyang on the ground, there was a faint wave of light circulating in his eyes, and he frowned silently.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu remembered the people on the ground, and hurriedly said, "Daddy, this sister seems to be seriously injured, should we save her?"

"What does Xiao Yu think?" The man asked rhetorically.