Chapter 172
To Mingqiao's fear, his tail was pulled by someone, and then his little body was slowly pulled out of the snow nest.
The moment he was free, he turned around and looked nervously at the person who pulled him out.
She is a beautiful aunt whom I don’t know.
"Aunt."
In this icy and snowy place, an unfamiliar aunt suddenly appeared. Ming Qiao hesitated and wanted to step back.
He asked the same question again: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"have no idea."
The woman was not only stunningly beautiful, but also had an ethereal and pleasant voice.
She watched the little fat dragon come out of the snow den, and her eyes moved from his tail to his dragon horns.
The tender horns of the little fat dragon look very tempting to pinch.
She reached out and pinched it.
Ming Qiao was not prepared for her action and was unable to dodge in time, so she actually pinched the dragon's horn.
For a dragon, the horns are the most vulnerable part.
Ming Qiao was pinched by the dragon's horns and dared not move his little body.
He said in a muffled voice: "Auntie, don't touch the corners."
"My brother won't let anyone touch him. Only my brother can touch my horns."
The beautiful strange aunt didn't let go even after hearing this.
Her eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "What a domineering brother."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao shook his head slightly.
"I'm not being overbearing. My brother likes me, so he won't let anyone touch me."
Ming Qiao's protection of her brother made the woman raise her eyebrows.
After pinching the little dragon's horns enough, she poked the fat little dragon's chubby belly.
She seemed to like the chubby, golden little dragon in front of her very much.
Mingqiao has a somewhat obedient personality.
He realized that his beautiful aunt had no ill will towards him, so he did not resist much.
He continued to ask questions: "Aunt, did you see a shadow just now?"
"What shadow?"
The woman asked casually as she rubbed and squeezed the little fat dragon.
"It's a white shadow, it's a medicine."
Ming Qiao said, "I am sick and I need this medicine to cure it."
Before Ming Qiao finished her words, the woman stopped poking the dragon's belly.
"Are you ill?"
"Yes! I have been sick since I was a child. If I don't get treatment, I won't be able to live to grow up. I really want to grow up."
Mingqiao has a strong desire to survive.
He didn't want to die at all.
He now has many loving family members, good friends, and a sect that he cares about. He wants to live and be with everyone.
In order to survive, he has to work hard to find medicine!
He was never afraid of taking medicine or curing illness. What he was afraid of was having no medicine to take and not being able to cure his illness.
After Ming Qiao finished saying these words, the woman's hand moved from his fat belly to his dragon claws.
Ming Qiao held the dragon claw.
He was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Aunt, are you examining me?"
"Um."
The woman responded, then closed her eyes, as if she was carefully checking his physical condition.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The woman opened her eyes and looked at Ming Qiao intently.
Ming Qiao was a little confused by her look.
He was puzzled and asked, "Aunt, why are you looking at me like that? Did you find out from the examination that I can't be cured?"
The woman said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ming Qiao didn't urge her anymore.
The man and the dragon just looked at each other, staring at each other.
After staring at each other for a long time, the woman finally spoke.
"I like you very much."
She said, "You have a smell that I like."
Ming Qiao: “Ah?”
He didn't understand what his aunt meant even more.
The woman didn't explain.
She just pinched the little fat dragon's claws and invited the little fat dragon to follow her.
She liked the look of this little fat dragon, and she also liked the taste of this little fat dragon.
She could cure him, but only if she hid him first.
There are bad people in this place.
The little fat dragon wanted to go find the shadow just now, but the woman saw his intention, stood up, and said in front of him in a calm voice: "I know where your medicine is."
Ming Qiao: “!”
Ming Qiao decisively followed the beautiful aunt.
Although he is small, he has a lot of ideas.
He knew that this beautiful aunt liked to pinch him, so he took the initiative to put his paw on the aunt's hand.
"Auntie, do you want to hug me?"
A hint of excitement flashed across the woman's eyes.
She really wanted to hug such a cute and chubby dragon.
But this little fat dragon doesn’t look easy to hold.
"Aunt, look at me!"
Mingqiao was very good at observing people's expressions. After he called her "Auntie", Paji changed from a little fat dragon into a little fat boy in front of her.
The fair and tender little chubby baby tilted his round face upwards, and the facial features were so delicate that they looked like they were drawn in a painting.
He blinked his black, gem-like eyes, and his dark pupils were wet.
"Auntie, I look like this, do you want to hug me?"
woman:"……"
The woman stared at the little fat cub for about half a cup of tea.
She stared at it and picked up the chubby cub.
"son."
She shouted.
Ming Qiao was hugged so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe.
The woman was still tightening her strength, as if she wanted to rub this little fat cub into her bones and blood.
She murmured to her son and put her lips on Mingqiao's little face.
Ming Qiao: "I am not your son."
After Ming Qiao said this, a sudden clarity of mind flashed through his little head.
"Aunt, do you have a son? Do you remember how old your son is?"
The beautiful aunt, who looks like a goddess, lives in the snow and has a son.
Putting these clues together, they clearly point to one person.
My brother’s mother, Xue Ji.
"Aunt, please speak up. Do you have a son? Is your name Xueji?"
The woman didn't answer Ming Qiao.
She just hugged Mingqiao and kept calling him son.
Mingqiao, who was forced to be a son again, sighed deeply.
He hugged his beautiful aunt with his backhand and tried to calm her abnormal emotions.
"Okay, I can be your son."
If this is really his brother's mother, it's okay for him to call her mother.
Ming Qiao coaxed his beautiful aunt.
While he was coaxing himself, his pretty aunt was holding him and walking on the snow.
It didn't take long.
Ming Qiao was brought to an ice-sculpted cave. The interior of the cave was no different from a built room.
There are beds made of ice, as well as tables and chairs made of ice.
The woman put the baby in her arms on the chair.
Mingqiao sat down, his little butt cold.
"Auntie, it's cold."
Ming Qiao jumped down from the chair and scratched his little butt through the damp fabric.
He is afraid of cold.
Mingqiao refused to sit on the chair or on the bed.
His behavior made the woman frown slightly, seeming a little distressed.
"Why is it cold?"
The woman didn't quite understand Mingqiao's fear of the cold.
Her son shouldn't be afraid of the cold.
Mingqiao had no way to solve her troubles. After all, her son who was not afraid of the cold was not here at the moment.
On the other side of the snow, You Qing, who was not afraid of the cold, still felt the burning temperature all over his body.
Ling Yan looked at You Qing, who had fainted from the heat, and tried to heal him.
But it doesn't work.
As soon as her spiritual power entered You Qing's body, she was almost attacked by an even more domineering and terrifying force.
"Mother."
Qingheng, who was standing next to Lingyan, quickly supported Lingyan.
The two Yayas also looked at their grandmother.
Ling Yan stood up, his face a little pale: "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Xiao You's condition is a bit tricky. I'm afraid it won't work if I let him recover on his own."
Lingyan was worried: "I don't know when Guoguo will come back, so I have to let Guoguo come and take a look."
Before You Qing passed out, he told Ling Yan and Qing Heng not to bother with him.
But with him in this state, how could the adults really just ignore him?
Time passes by little by little.
Before Ling Yan could think of a way to deal with the situation, a loud thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
The thunder suddenly gave Ling Yan a bad feeling.
"Qingqing, you stay here and watch over Xiaoyou. I'm going to—"
Lingyan hasn't finished speaking yet.
There was a noise like the collapse of heaven and earth, approaching them like a rotten wood.
The sky was filled with wind and snow, carrying a murderous aura that made people feel a chill down their spines the moment they saw it.
Not only is there wind and snow, but within this wind and snow, there are also mad snow beasts.
"Protect Xiaoyou and Yiyierer, don't come out!"
Lingyan reacted very quickly and set up a barrier around You Qing, then handed it over to Qingheng to watch.
She went to fight the wind, snow and ferocious beasts outside.
Qingheng stood beside You Qing with a sword in hand, his eyes fixed on his mother in the distance.
It is clear that the current situation is not a natural disaster.
This is man-made!
Qing Heng's guess was correct. Outside the snow, Fu Shen, who had mobilized a large formation, was using it to kill the people in the snow.
Dragon bones, Ming Qiao's flesh and blood.
It can be used even if you are dead.
As for Ling Yan, Fu Shen's eyes darkened. He actually hoped that Ling Yan could hold on.
If Lingyan could hold on and not die, he wouldn't mind renewing his marriage with Lingyan.
"Fu Shen, the sacred tree has been placed."
Behind Fu Shen, someone walked over and said respectfully, "The altar is in front of the sacred tree. Now, everything is ready."
After Long and Ming Qiao were carried out by them, Fu Shen could successfully recover Fu Tan's divine power in the entire formation.
By then, he will be the real Fu Tan.
No, he doesn’t want to be Fu Tan, he wants to be a new god who is more powerful than Fu Tan!
Fu Shen was creating a snow riot outside, and he was very successful.
At least, the snow is now in a real mess because of him.
Wu Ye was so anxious that he almost went crazy due to the constant shaking on the snow.
Bai Guo knew that he could not help much, so he turned into a grass and was collected by Wu Ye.
The adults were either protecting the children or looking for them; none of them were idle.
During the riot, You Qing, who was in a coma, regained consciousness although his eyes were still closed.
His hot body rose from the ground.
He was like a source of light in the snow at night, with countless tiny lights gathering towards him.
His light source became brighter and brighter.
He seemed to absorb the faint light from all directions.
With You Qing's massive absorption, the riot in the snow began to subside little by little.
The little fat dragon, who had been in the ice cave and nearly got buried again, hugged his pretty aunt's neck tightly.
His little face was still in shock: "Auntie, don't go into the cave, don't go in!"
He hugged his beautiful aunt tightly and begged in a tender little voice: "Aunt, can you take me to find my father? Or my mother."
The woman shook her head.
She lowered her eyes, looked at Ming Qiao's little face, and said stubbornly: "I am your mother."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Mingqiao is flexible and has a good sense of adaptability.
He changed the topic: "Can you take me to find my brother?"
This time the woman did not refuse.
She walked forward with Mingqiao in the direction he pointed.
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Baby: Another mother!
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