"Yeah!" Xiaoyao nodded, and his dark eyes were like the clear sky after the rain, with an indescribable clarity and clarity. "It turned into the look of my mother to confuse me, and then wanted to devour me."
Speaking of this, Xiaoyao suddenly lowered his head and his face touched the cold snake skin of Mu Ye Canfeng.
"Can Feng, I am obviously not Ren Xiaoyao, but she is her. Her mother is my mother to me, so I was really happy when I saw my mother." Xiaoyao's voice echoed softly.
Mu Ye Canfeng raised his eyes to look at her, his golden eyes reflected on the girl's beautiful face. At this time, there was a smile on her lips, she was relieved but also had a slight bitter taste.
It knows that Xiaoyao is very strong, but no matter how strong a person is, there will always be a soft corner in her heart.
"Xiaoyao, I will accompany you!" Muye Canfeng said softly, gently rubbing her head against Xiaoyao's cheek.
The words fell into Xiaoyao's ears, and slowly drifted into his heart, with a hint of unspeakable warmth.
"We are destined to be connected, and it won't work if you don't stay with me!" Xiaoyao raised his head with a wicked smile on his lips.
Mu Ye Canfeng saw that her expression had returned to its original state, and felt relieved. His eyes swept across the sky. It was still dark for two hours at this time, and they could go look for the purple kite flower again.
"Xiaoyao, let's go! Take advantage of now to look for the purple kite flower." Mu Ye Canfeng said.
Xiaoyao nodded, and just as she was getting ready, the severe pain from her back made her exhale softly: "Uh..."
"What's wrong? Xiaoyao!" Mu Ye Canfeng heard something was wrong in the voice and asked quickly.
"My back hurts so much. It must have been injured by the shapeshifting beast!" Xiaoyao said reluctantly. Why didn't he feel anything just now? Now it really hurts like hell.
"Let me see!" Mu Ye Canfeng climbed up behind Xiaoyao. At this time, her back was red, and blood was even flowing out.
Looking at the injury, a slight difference flashed across Mu Ye Canfeng's eyes.
Just now, it didn't even feel that Xiaoyao was hurt.
"Xiaoyao, don't move!" Muye Canfeng crawled to the injured area of Xiaoyao, biting through Xiaoyao's clothes with his teeth, exposing the wound in front of his eyes.
The wound was a bit deep, but fortunately it didn't hurt any vital parts.