Jue is the king of jade.

Although he is young, he is so smart, transparent and immaculate, Ling Qingxuan thinks...

Wait, this seems to be the first time she's taken a name so seriously.

Could it be that she was bewildered by his innocent and flawless eyes?

Find a place to lose the spirit sword and go back.

The little girl frowned and turned to leave.

As expected, the corner of the clothes was pulled again, "You..."

Do you just pull other people's clothes?

Or do you like women's clothing?

Aya Qingxuan was thinking about throwing out a bunch of women's clothes.

"Don't go!" The soft and waxy child's voice instantly woke the heroine not far away.

"It shouldn't be a dream, I heard him speak?" The heroine rubbed her eyes and looked at this quickly,

Looking at it, I saw Aya Qingxuan who suddenly appeared here.

"It's you!" The heroine was completely drowsy at the moment, and the two loud words made all the protagonists wake up.

Aya Qingxuan looked indifferent.

Knock them all out before you go.

As soon as she raised her hand, the corner of her clothes was pulled, "Jue, I'll... just, I'll be called Jue."

When the boy's eyes laughed, it was like a river of stars flowing, full of brilliance.

Just for a while, the protagonists came over to surround her.

The male protagonist is surprised and vigilant, the female protagonist is admiring and excited, and the other supporting characters are hostile and dazed.

After the heroine's passionate explanation, everyone felt that Aya Qingxuan belonged to the decent side, so the wooing action appeared again.

"Girl, still don't know what to call you?"

Ling Qingxuan: "..."

"Girl?" Girl, you are reasonable!

Lingqing's Xuan Lingjian grasped, and the protagonist group instantly remembered the shadow of being abused by her two years ago, and they retreated one after another.

oh, this sword...

Their eyes moved to the boy's hand, and the two swords were actually the same, so...

The heroine had a flash in her head and made up a story on the spot.

"Girl, could it be that someone who was robbed by Demon Venerable a few years ago, left this sword for the child after being pregnant and gave birth, and then fled?"

Aya Qingxuan: ...sanction, believe it or not.

"no!"

The boy, Jue, instantly denied her idea.

He still held on to the corner of her clothes tightly, and his whole body revealed unease.

"This is just my guess, Xiao Jue, don't be angry." The hostess quickly apologized.

The heroine looked at Ling Qingxuan, "It seems that Xiao Jue likes you very much. We have taken him for so long, but we have never seen him stick to us so much. However, now that we have a name, what's your surname, girl, why don't you take your surname?"

The little girl was expressionless, as if detached.

Mistress:  …

This girl seems to really dislike them.

When I asked her where she was from, why she came here, and what her purpose was, she was completely refusing to talk.

They didn't dare to stay near her, but Xiao Jue wasn't so afraid. It really was a newborn calf who wasn't afraid of tigers.

"Last name." Jue looked up at her eagerly.

As they got close, the tip of Ling Qingxuan's nose moved slightly.

He did not have the milky fragrance of a child, but a clear and pure spiritual fragrance. It was the first time that Ling Qingxuan smelled this kind of smell. It was strange and reassuring.

Like...like the fresh wind mixed with...

"Wind..." Ling Qingxuan's lips parted slightly.

He was quickly grabbed by the male protagonist, "Are you sealed? This surname is quite good, Xiao Jue, congratulations on having a name."

Jue's eyes lit up, and she squeezed the corner of her clothes tightly, "Yes, this?"

The child's lips are pink and tender, and they are closed together with joy.

Ling Qingxuan turned her eyes away and nodded, "From now on, you will be called Feng Jue."

...

The sky was getting darker and darker. Because of the appearance of Ling Qingxuan, the protagonists decided to rest after being excited, otherwise they would be out of energy in the morning.

The protagonists rested together, while Ling Qingxuan was sitting by the big tree not far away.

She has seen the values ​​of other planes before she came, and there will be no problems in the near future, so she can observe this plane for a little longer.

The sound of the dead leaves was faint, and Ling Qingxuan looked sideways.

The little guy was a small group, huddled beside her and fell asleep.

He was holding the spirit sword in one hand and Ling Qingxuan's corner in the other.

Ling Qingxuan pulled, but couldn't move.

That's it.

[Zi... Lord, Lord God. 】The voice of the main system came from the ear, and Ling Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly.

what's the matter.

She entered the plane this time, and did not carry it, so this is a remote communication.

Regarding the Lord God's refusal to carry it, the main system did not say anything to blame, but just connected and asked: [Why does Lord Lord pay so much attention to this plane? 】

It has its own principles and cannot interfere excessively with the main god, but the main **** also has rules and cannot interfere excessively with the plane.

Aya Qingxuan gave the answer-maintaining the plane.

After all, she accidentally killed the Demon Venerable in this plane, and the Demon Venerable who was killed by her cannot be reversed in time. It really dissipated between heaven and earth.

The main system was silent for a moment and said: [Is it because of this child? His future depends on his own creation, and the Lord God does not have to follow up. Lord God, give up the things in this plane and come back. 】

"Hmm..." Feng Jue rolled over and opened her eyes slightly, just in time to see those cold eyes looking into the distance.

He froze in his heart, without any sleepiness, he let go of the sword, clasped his hands together, stood up and stood in front of Ling Qingxuan.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly, looking at him.

"You wet the bed?"

Feng Jue blushed and shook her head with a puffed face, "No."

What do you do when you get up in the middle of the night? Are you hungry?

Sure enough, children are troublesome.

"You, can't you sleep?" Feng Jue cautiously stared at her.

"It's okay." She didn't need to eat or rest.

I don't know when it even existed.

She never thought about it.

"Well, then I'll secretly give you this, look at this." Feng Jue looked around, opened his two white and tender palms, concentrated his energy, and his eyes were serious.

A naturally formed aura appeared.

Ling Qingxuan's face was cold, was she showing her the gathered aura again?

She was a little surprised when she first saw him do it, but now, she wasn't too surprised.

However, the next moment, in the cold eyes of the little girl, there were fireworks that gathered spiritual energy.

In the little guy's palms, the light-colored fireworks appeared and disappeared in clusters, as if they were really flying from the ground to the sky.

The tips of his ears were slightly red, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at her, "Okay, does it look good? Send it to you."

Light to almost transparent fireworks illuminate the innocent face of the boy.

[Zi... Lord God, the signal was a little unstable just now, please return...]

Needless to say.

Aya Qingxuan's eyebrows trembled slightly, cutting off the connection with the main system.

The world suddenly became clean, and Ling Qingxuan's eyes only had these clusters of aura fireworks.

Under Feng Jue's expectant gaze, she stretched out her fingertips and nodded slightly, "I accept it."