Chapter 24
This small figure rushed over very quickly, like a small cannonball, rolling straight towards them -
No, how come it turned into rolling while rushing?
Just when Wu Ye was still wondering why the little cub was so lively, Qing Heng's expression changed slightly. He flew over and intercepted the cub that rolled over.
The place where Qingheng and Wu Ye had just stood was a bit low.
The little guy followed, but probably didn't pay attention to his step and slipped, rolling down the slope.
"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao? What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
Qingheng picked up the dizzy cub and examined him carefully.
There was a bruise on the little guy's forehead and a scratch on the right side of his face near his ear.
Qingheng looked at these traces and frowned tightly.
The little guy was sitting in Qingheng's arms, also feeling dizzy.
"Mom, my hands hurt."
Ming Qiao didn't feel any pain on his forehead or cheeks. He tremblingly raised his chubby little hands to show his mother.
Qingheng touched his little hand and found that there was nothing wrong with his hand and he could lift it up.
The problem is the little guy's arm.
"The hand is fine, it's the arm that's broken."
As Qingheng spoke, he glanced at Wu Ye who was walking towards him.
As Wu Ye got closer and closer, the baby in his arms' eyes became brighter and brighter, and his rosy little mouth opened wide, looking like he was about to call daddy.
Qing Heng's face tensed, and before his son could speak, he whispered, "Don't call me daddy."
If Wu Ye heard this call of father, he would completely lose face.
After all, he was the one called mother by his son.
Zizi called his mother first, and then called Wu Ye's father. The latter was not very smart and might even misunderstand that he had feelings for him.
"Qiao Qiao, be obedient."
Qing Heng looked down at the baby in his arms and said in a low voice, "He is not your father."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao opened his mouth and his eyes quickly dimmed.
He looked past his mother at his father who was approaching. His little nose felt sore and his pretty eyes were wet, feeling aggrieved.
Behind mother is father, a younger father.
Ming Qiao was raised by his father since he was a child, until he was over three years old. One can imagine how deep his feelings for his father are.
Now that he sees his daddy, the little guy feels sad because he can’t call him daddy.
He pursed his lips and looked between his father and mother.
Obviously, Daddy and Mommy are not together yet.
It seems that mother doesn't like father yet.
If he really called him dad, and his mother hated him and avoided him, then he might really be fatherless in the future.
Although the kid feels wronged, his little head is still very flexible.
He understood everything, but his little face still missed his dad.
"Qingheng, did you look like him when you were a child?"
Wu Ye approached and asked the two, one big and one small, with raised eyebrows.
Qing Heng was born with a pure and unparalleled personality, but too many people felt that looking at him for even a second longer would be blasphemy, so no one had ever carefully observed his features.
Wu Ye is different from most people. He has always been a heretic. There is nothing in this world that he dare not do, and no one that he dare not look at.
He had carefully looked at Qingheng's face. Qingheng's facial features were extremely delicate. When he closed his eyes and fell asleep, one could inexplicably think of the words "tranquility and beauty".
Now, the cub in his arms is so soft and chubby, Wu Ye couldn't help but imagine what Qingheng looked like when he was a child.
When Qingheng was a child, he might have been this soft.
"What I was like as a child is none of your business."
Qingheng had a stern face and didn't want to pay any attention to Wu Ye.
He held the baby's arm in his arms, wanting to connect it, but he was afraid that his hand was not steady and would cause pain to the baby.
Qingheng's hesitation was all seen by Wu Ye.
Wu Ye sneered in his heart.
Qingheng chopped him with a sword without blinking an eye, but now he is getting stage fright after having his arm reattached to a child.
"Okay, let me do it."
As Wu Ye finished speaking, he held Ming Qiao's small arm with his big hand.
Ming Qiao is small and his body is all soft flesh, including his arms.
Wu Ye held his little arm and almost thought he was holding a ball of cotton.
Seeing his daddy touching him, the little guy instinctively grinned and gave his daddy a sweet smile.
Not only did he grin, he also wanted to open his hands for his dad to hold him.
However, before he opened his little hands, pain suddenly came from his arm.
"Okay, it's not a big deal, but you can't do it."
After Wu Ye reattached the arm, he didn't even look at the cub, but just ridiculed Qing Heng.
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng watched the little guy approach his father, and his face went from full of joy to full of tears.
He was a little bit impatient.
"Don't cry, your arm is fine."
Qingheng wiped the little guy's tears and held him aside.
He carried Wu Ye on his back and took the opportunity to say something small: "Did you see? He doesn't know you and doesn't know how to take care of you."
"Even if you call him daddy, he can't raise you well."
Ming Qiao held back her tears and looked at her somewhat unruly father behind her, her little mouth pouted even more pitifully.
"What are you whispering about?"
Wu Ye saw the two of them talking in a low voice and came over without any fear of being disapproved.
Seeing that Qingheng ignored him, Wu Ye turned his eyes and aimed at the cub in Qingheng's arms.
"Jojo, right?"
When Wu Ye heard Qingheng call this name, he knew that this was the name of the kid.
He asked, "Is Qingheng really your mother?"
Mingqiao nodded and put her little face close to Qingheng.
This is mother!
Wu Ye saw him kissing Qing Heng and for some reason he felt unhappy.
He said with a fake smile: "Qingheng is your mother, then who is your father?"
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao stared at him with her round eyes without blinking.
Seeing that the kid was looking at him without saying anything, Wu Ye raised his eyebrows and maliciously speculated about the kid's father in front of him.
"Your father never reveals his name or appearance. Is he so irresponsible?"
"Tsk, do you know who your mother is?"
"Who is your father, and what ability does he have to make your mother——"
Seeing Wu Ye belittling Ming Qiao's father more and more, Qing Heng couldn't help but glance at him.
It was Qingheng's glance that made Wu Ye's smile even more playful: "Why, Immortal Lord Qingheng doesn't want me to judge your Taoist partner?"
Qingheng: "I don't have a Taoist partner."
Wu Ye became even more excited: "He had a child with you without even signing a contract. I'm afraid this person doesn't even have a sense of responsibility."
"Qingheng Immortal Lord, your vision is really not that good."
Wu Ye did not think that this cub of Qingheng was Qingheng's own child.
There is no shortage of secret methods in the world of cultivation. He just thinks that this child is another father of Qingheng and this cub, and he doesn't know what secret method was used to create him.
The fact that Qingheng can find a father for his child shows that this father has a special relationship with Qingheng.
Qingheng, who has always been so high and mighty, must love that baby's father so much to have a child with him.
Wu Ye had never seen the existence of "Zizai's father", but he couldn't help but feel disgusted with him.
"You are right."
In response to Wu Ye's criticism, Qing Heng nodded slightly and agreed: "My vision is not very good."
If Qiao Qiao called him dad correctly, then the fact that he could fall in love with Wu Ye was really bad vision.
When Wu Ye saw that he agreed with what he said, his unhappiness eased a little.
The two looked at each other, and both felt rare satisfaction with each other's words.
"Since you know that your vision is not very good, you must correct it in the future."
Wu Ye concluded: "It's better not to have an irresponsible father."
Qingheng: "Okay."
Qingheng agreed very quickly, and Wu Ye felt even more satisfied.
He raised his chin and spoke to the baby in Qingheng's arms.
"Qiao Qiao, I have a pretty good relationship with your mother. Don't worry, now that your father is gone, your uncle will protect you in the future."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao stared blankly at his father who wanted to be his uncle.
His little head was a mess.
"What are you still standing there for? Call me uncle."
Wu Ye's friendship with Qing Heng was purely forced upon himself.
He had previously approached Qingheng in order to challenge him to a fight, and the two of them did not have much of a serious relationship.
But at this moment, in order to make the kid not want his father, and to make Qingheng not want his father, he forcibly occupied the position of uncle and also occupied the position of Qingheng's friend.
"How come you can't even call me uncle?"
Wu Ye looked at the kid and didn't call for help. He also secretly began to blame him: "Is it because of your father? Your father is definitely not smart."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao looked at his father saying bad things about his father, he pursed his lips and silently buried his face in the crook of his mother's neck.
"Mom, Qiao Qiao doesn't want to talk to him."
This father is completely different from the father in Qiao Qiao's memory.
The daddy in my memory would play with Qiao Qiao, make Qiao Qiao happy, and always have a gentle smile on his face.
And the father in front of me now deserves to be punished.
"Oh, the little guy is still shy."
Wu Ye didn't care when he saw that the kid ignored him.
He looked at Qing Heng and asked, "I hunted some fresh venison. I'll grill it and serve it with some fish soup. Do you want some?"
Qingheng did not refuse. He held the baby in his arms and continued to eat the dinner made by Wu Ye.
In front of the fire.
Wu Ye looked at the cub with a sullen face and Qingheng who was quietly holding the cub, and he mentioned it casually.
"You can't force the poison out of such a young child."
"Medical Immortal Zhong Wan has refined a detoxification pill. Do you want to find it and give it to him?"
"Where?"
When Qing Heng heard that it was the detoxification pill made by Zhong Wan, he immediately became interested.
Wu Ye flipped the meat in his hand and replied, "Wuxiang City, auction house."
Wuxiang City is known as the ghost town.
The location of this city is uncertain, and the opening date is also uncertain. It is said that this city is half human and half ghost, and it is extremely weird.
Some people who enter this city can obtain rare treasures and have great fortune.
Some people entered the city and could never get out again.
The elixir left by the medical immortal can only be found in such a mysterious place.
"Do you know the way?"
Qingheng raised his eyes and asked Wu Ye.
Wu Ye was waiting for this question: "Of course I know the way."
"Take me there and I'll pay you."
"I don't want any reward."
Wu Ye handed the freshly grilled meat to Qing Heng. He pointed at the child in Qing Heng's arms and asked, "Let him call me uncle, and I will take you there."
The little brat sat in Qingheng's arms, ignoring him, not calling him, and just facing him with the back of his head.
Wu Ye complained in his heart, the little guy must feel that he said bad things about his father, so he is holding a grudge!
There's no use holding a grudge.
Wu Ye insisted that the little guy call him uncle!
The author has something to say:
The baby who was forced to call uncle: I was so angry that I fainted!!!
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Don’t worry, the baby will call you daddy soon!
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When he was young, my dad was quite naughty and clingy, otherwise he would never have been able to get a wife:)
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