Although she had secretly thought of this in her heart before, she had never boldly proposed this idea to Empress Nuwa, the mother of the earth who was admired by thousands of people.

Can she really let the goddess Nuwa be her mother?

This was Xing Yun's first thought after hearing this.

If promised...  

Will she affect the development of history in the future?

This is Xing Yun's second thought.

If it affects the development of history, will the final outcome of the people she cares about and those in the future become fragmented?

This is Xing Yun's third thought.

"Don't be afraid, I...I, in the future, mother will protect you."

All thoughts were shattered in this gentle, babbling promise.

"it is good......"

Xingyun heard her immature voice softly answer.

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Since then, the relationship between the four has become clearer and clearer. Nuwa will still be warm and tolerant towards Xingyun and Yeshu, while Fuxi is still very strict with Xingyun and Yeshu, but at least she will no longer hide. Xing Yun and Ye Shu are two.

Nuwa was originally like a mother. After agreeing to be the mother of Xingyun and Yeshu, she became more gentle.

As for Fuxi, he is more and more like a father, but he is just a very arrogant father.

After Xing Yun and Ye Shu practiced for a long time, their spiritual powers have stabilized.

However, because Xingyun gave half of his cultivation to the little fox at the beginning, coupled with Ye Shu's cultivation talent, and his natural spiritual body that came into being, his cultivation speed is still faster than Xingyun's. .

Xing Yun looked at the clear and clean young man in front of her, and couldn't help pinching his cheek.

"Xi Yixi, drink Wu An Huan!" Xing Yun kept repeating these two words patiently.

She is teaching the teenager to speak.

The teenager has just transformed into a human body and is still very unfamiliar with the human body.

"Xie, call?" The two sat opposite each other on the ground. The young man blinked his clear blue eyes and tilted his head to look at Xingyun.

Xingyun nodded in satisfaction.

Although the pronunciation is not standard, it is stronger than many people in later generations.

"Ye, Shu." After repeating the likes several times, Xingyun began to teach him his own name.

Because he often heard these two words, the boy quickly mastered the pronunciation of his name and pronounced his name fluently.

"Night Shu."

Xing Yun held her chin with one hand, looked at the young man's beautiful blue eyes, and looked up at the dark night.

Shen's original intention was Shen.

Could it be that Lord God Emperor only thought of this surname because of bad weather one day?

"Why are you called 'Shen Yeshu'?" Xingyun blinked.

"Shen, Ye Shu?" The young man tilted his head and looked at Xingyun suspiciously.

"Ah, it's okay, I like 'Shen Yeshu', this is the name of the person I will like in the future."

Xing Yun shook her head, looked at the boy's lost expression, and added, "My favorite person now is Ye Shu, and it will be in the future."

If she hadn't influenced the direction of history, then the person she liked in the future would still be him.

Looking at the young man's eyes that lit up instantly, Xingyun raised her eyebrows, "Come, read with me, like, like, night, sparse."

Read the two words taught him together.

The teenager frowned, shook his head, and said with a simple and serious face, "I like it, Xing, Yun."

The night falls, and the stars are bright.