Chapter 62
"Qiao Qiao, don't hold back your cough."
The brothers Xie Qingyun and Qingheng were staring at the wall, while Wu Ye paid more attention to his own child.
The little guy was afraid of causing trouble to the adults, so he had been secretly holding back his cough these days.
Wu Ye knew that this was not a good thing, so he kept paying attention to him.
"Be good, cough if you want to."
Wu Ye held the baby in one hand and stroked its back with the other hand.
Qingheng looked at Mingqiao, who coughed up until his face turned red, and his tense heart suddenly relaxed.
He was no longer in a hurry to study the paintings and words on the wall, but took two steps towards Ming Qiao.
As soon as he came over, Mingqiao subconsciously opened her little arms for a hug.
Qingheng hugged him.
"Jojo is tired, isn't he?"
The closer they get to the Endless Wilderness these days, the more restrictions they face.
The pressure left behind in a place where an ascended great being has lived will not easily dissipate even after a long time.
With such pressure, their cultivation level was suppressed.
Qingheng is now in the Mahayana stage, which seems to be only one step away from ascension.
But this one step away may be a chasm that many Mahayana practitioners cannot cross in their lifetime.
Qingheng didn't think he would be unable to get over it.
But at this moment, he was still at the Mahayana level of cultivation, and was indeed still being suppressed.
The cultivation of the adults was suppressed, so whether they were traveling or taking care of the children, it was inevitable that the children would have to work hard as well.
Mingqiao himself didn't feel it was hard.
He put his little hands around Qingheng's neck and said in a soft voice: "I'm not tired, I just want to sleep a little bit."
"Okay, close your eyes and go to sleep."
Qingheng supported his back, let his little face bury in his neck, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Holding the baby this way can quickly coax Mingqiao to sleep.
Sure enough, after a while.
Mingqiao's little head dropped down and his whole body relaxed.
His little body was limp, but his little hands were still tightly grasping Qingheng's clothes.
"Let me hold you, you—"
Wu Ye wanted to take the cub over so that Qing Heng could continue doing what he was doing.
But Qingheng shook his head.
"That's it."
Qing Heng held the baby in his arms and walked back to the wall. While looking at the painting, he said softly, "I'll hold him so he can sleep better."
Maybe children are more sensitive to their mother's scent.
Although Wu Ye could also be coaxed to sleep by Ming Qiao, the strange thing was that Ming Qiao did not sleep well in his arms as she did in Qing Heng's arms.
"Okay, tell me when you get tired of holding me."
Mingqiao's little body is chubby and it would get tiring if you hold her for too long.
Qingheng said "hmm" and concentrated on looking at the painting.
In the quiet passage, the only sound was breathing.
Qingheng read all the paintings and texts drawn along the way.
The words above are a very niche type of words.
Wu Ye didn't recognize a single word.
Xie Qingyun and Qingheng have a broader cultural background, and they can both recognize them all.
"He came to Cang Xuan Continent from Tianjun Realm, but he did not leave Cang Xuan Continent."
"He still has companions, but his companions have all returned to Tianjun Realm, but he hasn't."
After looking at the last painting, Qingheng raised his eyes and met Xie Qingyun's gaze.
With just one glance, they made the same decision.
They wanted to find Mo Xu and kill him.
Mo Xu, his companions, and the culprit who issued the order to massacre the Xie family, they must all be killed.
"Mo Xu was stranded in Cangxuan Continent because he was injured."
There was no clear reason why Mo Xu stayed here written on the wall, but Qing Heng figured it out after a little thought -
He was injured and unable to ascend again, so his companions abandoned him.
"Our chances of winning are a little better."
As an ascended being in his prime, he and Xie Qingyun didn’t have much chance of winning.
But as a powerful being who is injured and unable to ascend, he and Xie Qingyun still have a great chance of winning.
"You are right."
Xie Qingyun also spoke in a low voice: "We can definitely kill him."
Two full days.
Qingheng and Xie Qingyun were both looking for Mo Xu's hiding place.
They searched the whole place but couldn't find any trace of Mo Xu.
Just as their faces grew increasingly gloomy, Ming Qiao, looking listless, sat on the clothes his father had spread out for him, holding a cup of water, and spoke.
"He is injured and needs to go out to see a doctor."
Mingqiao's words woke up her mother and uncle.
The injury that caused Mo Xu to stay in Cangxuan Continent and be unable to ascend was definitely not a minor one. The fact that he did not heal himself here meant that he could not repair his own injury.
If he can't repair it himself, he will definitely ask someone else for help.
Wu Ye also figured this out.
He looked at his son sitting on the clothes and said in amazement: "This new brain works really well! Son, you are really smart."
Ming Qiao raised his hand and touched his little head, blinked his eyes, and admitted it without any hesitation.
"Hmm! Smart!"
He is a very smart kid!
Wu Yexi came over and kissed his son's little head. After he finished kissing him, he took credit for it to Qing Heng: "My son must have inherited his cleverness from me!"
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng was too lazy to throw cold water on him.
The little brains of newborns are indeed very useful, and newborn babies seem to have better observation skills than adults.
On the third day.
Ming Qiao cut out Mo Xu's portrait.
The small portrait was not very big and was placed behind the mural along with a pile of miscellaneous items.
The three adults had passed by this place countless times.
When Mingqiao first started to pick at the murals, the adults only reminded him not to eat the dust.
They never expected that the little guy could dig out the things from the back.
Moreover, after the little guys dug out the things, they smashed the entire wall.
But there is nothing, there is nothing else.
Only the piece that the little guy dug out had something hidden in it.
This time, Wu Ye was even more shocked.
"Oh my god, my son is more than just smart."
"He must be a little god who can predict the future!"
Wu Ye opened his eyes wide, looked at his son who was still holding the portrait, and couldn't help but pinch himself.
He pinched her so hard that tears almost came out.
Qingheng, who was standing next to him, looked at him like a fool.
Wu Ye ignored Qingheng's look of looking at him as if he was a fool, and was still surprised, happy and proud.
"Qingheng, am I really amazing?"
He touched Qingheng's arm and said to him with great joy, "I gave birth to a little fairy baby for you!"
His father is really awesome!
"Don't flatter yourself."
Qingheng couldn't stand Wu Ye's nonsense anymore. He bent down and took the portrait from Ming Qiaoxiao's hand.
"Qiao Qiao, how did you know the portrait was behind the wall?"
"ah?"
Ming Qiao was stunned by the question.
He tilted his head, pointed at the place where he had just cut out the portrait, and said blankly: "I wrote it."
"What?"
"I wrote my name."
Ming Qiao explained: "There is a picture behind the name."
"He loved to paint, he painted everything, and he must have painted himself."
The adults present didn't quite understand Ming Qiao's childish train of thought.
But obviously, his train of thought collided with Mo Xu's.
Mo Xu was a narcissistic person, so he drew the whole process of his ascension to the upper realm and his return.
He didn't draw his injuries, probably because he thought they were nothing to be proud of.
It seems reasonable for such a narcissistic person to leave behind a portrait of himself.
The portrait is hidden behind his own name, and this arrogant and conceited style is more in line with him.
Ming Qiao didn't think he had done anything very smart.
He just looked up and asked his mother, "Can we catch him if we have a portrait?"
"Can."
Qingheng nodded.
Having found the portrait, Qingheng didn't plan to waste any more time here.
This place is not suitable for Mingqiao to live.
Xie Qingyun and Wu Ye had the same idea as him.
Before leaving, the three of them worked together to set up a cage, and the entire building was turned into a cage by them.
They will sense anyone who enters immediately.
Without their permission, the people trapped inside would never be able to get out, even if they died.
Of course, they won't lock people up casually.
This cage is designed only for its owner.
"Okay, stop looking and let's go."
After finishing the last thing, Qingheng didn't waste any more time. He held the baby in his arms and turned away.
The way back is the same as the way here.
When they went back, their speed was obviously faster.
As the kid went through this ordeal, his face looked increasingly worse.
"Qiao Qiao, we are going home soon."
Qing Heng held the listless baby in his arms and spoke to him in a low voice: "When we get home, I'll bring Xiao You over to accompany you, okay?"
"Brother is busy."
"You can ask him if he's busy first."
Qingheng pointed at his little magic weapon and told him to talk to his brother.
Mingqiao took the small magic weapon, sat on Qingheng's arm, and started talking to his brother.
He said in a soft baby voice that he missed his brother and wanted to see him.
You Qing replied without any hesitation: "When you come back, you will see me."
"Um!"
When Mingqiao heard that she would be able to see her brother when she returned, a smile appeared on her little face.
After crossing the desert, Mingqiao's discomfort symptoms became more severe.
Children have been following adults around for a long time. Although they have food and sleep, the environment is too bad. They are even tense for several days, and the impact on their bodies is visible to the naked eye.
Not to mention children, even ordinary adults would feel tired.
Xiaocao, who lived in the storage ring, took care of Mingqiao's body again despite Mingqiao's objections.
He transferred all the internal energy that he had finally recovered to Ming Qiao bit by bit.
The storage ring was worn on Ming Qiao's wrist, so the grass in the storage ring was quietly transferring true energy without being discovered.
He listened to Ming Qiao and didn't pay any attention to Xie Qingyun.
But Mingqiao didn't want him to get treatment, so he didn't listen.
He didn't want to see Mingqiao feel uncomfortable.
The treatment with the grass has an immediate effect.
Mingqiao's discomfort symptoms improved quickly.
He recovered so quickly that the adults saw it and had their own guesses in their hearts.
With the adults holding and staring at her, Mingqiao couldn't even talk to Xiaocao.
He had no time to spare during the day because he was watched by adults.
At night, he stayed up all night, but his eyes became sore, and he still couldn't wait until his parents fell asleep.
Being watched day and night like this, Ming Qiao's mouth was sore from being fed up.
Finally, when passing through a deep forest, Wu Ye thought of a kind of mushroom that could reduce heat, so he stopped and wanted to pick mushrooms to stew.
Several people took a rest in the deep forest.
Ming Qiao looked at the busy adults and raised his hand impatiently, saying, "Mom, I want to go to the creek to pick up stones."
Hearing this, Xie Qingyun stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Ming Qiao: “!”
Ming Qiao shook his head like a rattle and refused, "I want to go play alone."
He won't let anyone follow him!
Under Mingqiao's insistence, Xie Qingyun had to sit back.
Qingheng looked at the stream not far away, and then looked at his son who was staring at him eagerly.
He said "hmm", "Go ahead, you can pick up stones, but you can't play in the water."
"good!"
Ming Qiao agreed and ran towards the stream with his short legs.
As soon as he ran away, Xie Qingyun stared at his back, as if talking to himself, or asking Qingheng: "Do you think Baiguo is with Qiaoqiao?"
Qingheng: "..."
Qing Heng glanced at him and said, "I don't know."
Qingheng didn't want to comment on his brother's personal feelings.
But thinking about how good Bai Guo was to his child, Qing Heng still mentioned it: "Bai Guo is a very good person. Although I have no contact with him, I know that he is a good person."
"He is very good."
Xie Qingyun said calmly: "It's me who's the bastard."
Such a good little monster met such a bastard, and was forced by him to never show up again.
It's all his fault.
"elder brother."
Qingheng called out to Xie Qingyun. The two of them seldom met in these years, and Qingheng rarely called him brother.
At this moment, after he finished shouting, he said calmly: "If you are not ready to accept the monster, don't look for Baiguo anymore."
"I can see that Bai Guo's feelings for you are much deeper than yours for him."
"If you can't respond to him, don't provoke him anymore."
Qingheng said everything he had thought carefully about.
Xie Qingyun listened quietly, and then he replied: "I have thought a lot these days."
"I've already thought about it."
"I will find him, whether he forgives me or not, I will find him."
"I will ask to form a bond with him."
Xie Qingyun couldn't say many words to express his emotions to his brother, but the word "bond" he said was enough to prove his feelings for Baiguo.
Qingheng: "Okay."
Qingheng: "I wish you a successful bond."
"Thank you very much."
Xie Qingyun expressed his gratitude for his brother's support.
However, despite his gratitude, he said mercilessly the next second -
"You and Wu Ye must never form a contract."
Qingheng: "..."
Xie Qingyun: "I have a feeling that he is not a good person."
Qingheng: "…………"
Xie Qingyun concluded coldly: "In short, he will never be allowed to enter my Xie family."
The two brothers were sitting there talking. Wu Ye, who had finally found some fresh ingredients for his son, came back and heard his elder brother-in-law not letting him in.
He carried the fresh ingredients and didn't even have time to fake a smile towards his brother-in-law.
"Hey, I say."
Wu Ye looked straight at his brother-in-law who was sitting there. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "How am I not a good person?"
"I cook and make clothes for your brother and nephew every day. Isn't that virtuous enough?"
Xie Qingyun didn't respond to Wu Ye's question at all.
Wu Ye, who was left out, felt so angry that his teeth were itching when he saw Xie Qingyun standing up and walking away.
"Qingheng! Look at him! He's targeting me!"
Wu Ye withdrew his gaze from Xie Qingyun, looked aggrieved, and approached Qingheng for comfort.
Qingheng patted his head and coaxed him perfunctorily.
"Okay, he just said it casually. Let's cook, Qiao Qiao is waiting to eat."
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