Not only that, Ye Qingyu also saw a faint terror from the eyes of this cute and delicate little boy, like a little rabbit who had just walked out of the greenhouse, with a sense of caution about the wind and rain outside and the unfamiliar environment.

"Mom, hungry." The little boy lowered his voice, pursed his lips, his lips were dry, and bloodstains were cracked.

Hearing the child's call, the mother, who was originally a little dazed, suddenly woke up and looked around with some caution. Then she hugged the child tightly, with a look of self-blame and heartache, and tears appeared in her eyes.

"Be good Ning'er, bear it, bear it a little..." She kissed the child's forehead, her eyes were red, but she couldn't help crying. She looked sad but tenacious. There seemed to be a flame burning deep in her eyes.

When Ye Qingyu saw this scene, his heart moved.

Although she didn't know what this strange woman had experienced, and why she brought a child to the Parliament Temple, and she was just in the aisle, without even a partition seat, her sorrowful but resolute appearance, and the expression of the little boy, couldn't help but touch Ye Qingyu's heart.

"Mom... Ning'er knows, Ning'er will be obedient... swallow a few more saliva... and you won't be hungry after a while..." The child seemed to feel the helplessness of his mother. When he saw the lightning in his mother's eyes, he immediately became obedient and sensible, and in turn comforted his mother.

But as this little guy said this, his big black eyes couldn't help but stare at the food in the hands of the adults who were dining in the distance, swallowing their saliva, trying to drive away the feeling of hunger.

The woman hugged her son tightly in her arms.

After a while.

The little boy named Ning'er trembled slightly, looked at his mother, hesitated a little, and then couldn't help saying, "But mom... Ning'er is still hungry... I haven't eaten for three days, my mouth is full of bitter taste, I have no saliva anymore, it's very uncomfortable to swallow... Mom, I'm sorry."

The mother couldn't help but burst into tears.

She gently comforted the child in her arms, then sighed, and after hesitation, she slowly stood up.

Thousands of living beings are strong as mothers.

It seemed that at that moment, my mother's nature had overcome all the timidity and restraint in her heart.

The woman looked around in confusion, and then finally made up her mind to walk towards a powerful human race not far from them.

The man was tall, wearing a dark green brocade robe, with long hair tied with golden crown, and was about thirty years old.

"This adult, the child is too hungry. Can you..."

The mother owed her to bow, which was a kind of upper etiquette, but she was obviously not used to this begging method. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked very embarrassed. She held her hands together and her fingertips were trembling unconsciously.

Maybe this person suddenly became down and out of trouble because of difficulties, but judging from her upright back and temperament, she obviously received a good education in her previous life.

Unfortunately, the strong man of the human race did not feel any sympathy.

"Go away, get out of here, bad luck!"

The human strong man scolded, his slender and sharp eyes full of impatience and disgust.

The sound also alarmed many representatives of the forces around him. In an instant, dozens of gazes were looking at the woman who lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly. The gazes like the tip of a sharp blade kept looking up and down, with doubts, contempt, and more, indifference and numbness.

As the eyes grew, the man seemed to be more arrogant.

He sneered and said, "You mother and son look poor and unlucky. I don't know how they entered this temple. They were like stinky beggars. They have been waiting here for three or four days, but they are not yet able to enter the main hall. It seems that they don't even have a serial number and nameplate. They are all bad luck and are simply broom stars! I'm going to do a big thing today. Stay away from me. If you dare to affect what I want to do next, you will be nice to you!"

Ye Qingyu frowned slightly.

Judging from the words of this human man, the mother and son have been waiting in this side hall for three or four days, which has attracted the attention of many people. Two days ago, someone would have privately discussed why this mother and son who seem to have no strength or identity can also enter the parliamentary temple. However, the mother and son have always been low-key, almost rarely speak, and for more time, they snuggled together and waited quietly, so they were gradually ignored by the crowd around them.

The little boy saw his mother being raped by a stranger and rushed over immediately: "Mom...Mom...Ning'er stopped eating...Ning'er is not hungry...Really, look, Ning'er is strong again, Mom, don't beg them..." The little guy stood in front of his mother like a little man, a little timid, but he still clenched his fists and said, "Bad guy, don't beg my mother..."

"Ning'er!"

The woman exclaimed and ran over to protect the child in her arms.

The mother and son leaned together again and silently returned to their previous seat.

Seeing this, others no longer paid attention. After all, those who came to this Union Parliament Temple were all representatives of the leaders of all races and noble status. Moreover, they were all concerned about the major things they needed to do, so they naturally would not pay too much attention to this small episode.

"Little brother, come here, I have something to eat."

A gentle and gentle voice rang out in the noisy environment.

Yu Xiaoxing was looking at the mother and son with a warm sunshine smile.

In her hand, she was holding a brocade handkerchief embroidered with bamboo leaves, which contained some fairy fruits that could instantly replenish their physical strength and delicate and delicious snacks.

Ning'er's eyes lit up, and she leaned forward, almost trying to pounce in front of the delicious food immediately, but the next moment he remembered something, turned to look at his mother, with a look of inquisitiveness.

On the side, the woman's eyes were a little complicated, but finally she met Yu Xiaoxing's gaze and looked up and down carefully. Finally, she chose trust, nodded slightly to thank her, then gently stroked Ning'er's head and said, "Go, remember to say thank you sister."

"Um!"

Ning'er, who was already so weak that she was unsteady, somehow rushed towards Yu Xiaoxing in just a few steps.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. If it's not enough, sister will still have it." Yu Xiaoxing smiled gently, then took out the water bag from the storage space and handed it over.

"Thank you... Thank you, fairy sister..." Ning'er was very well-behaved, obviously very hungry. She stuffed her mouthfuls of fairy fruits and pastries before she reacted to her mother's advice and immediately thanked Yu Xiaoxing.

Then, after finally trying hard to swallow the food stuffed with his mouth, Ning'er quickly picked up another red fruit with a hint of sweetness. She was about to open her mouth, but suddenly stopped, looked at Yu Xiaoxing, smiled sweetly, and said with a little inquiry: "Sister, this is delicious... Can I give it to my mother? She hasn't eaten anything for three days..."

"Ning'er is not full yet. I'll leave this for you. I have some here. Take it over and eat it with my mother." Yu Xiaoxing took out some fairy fruits, put the brocade squid in Ning'er's hand.

"Thank you sister!"

Ning'er was overjoyed and quickly clasped her fists to Yu Xiaoxing as if she was decent, and then returned to her mother with the food carefully.

From beginning to end, Ye Qingyu watched all this silently without saying anything.

In a short while, the mother and son finished their food.

Ning'er patted her belly with satisfaction, her face regained blood and her spirit seemed to be much better. Her mother looked at the child lovingly, and a faint smile finally appeared on her face.

Then she took out a small square scarf, carefully wiped Yu Xiaoxing's brocade handkerchief, and then wiped Ning'er's mouth carefully, then took Ning'er's little hand and walked towards Yu Xiaoxing.

"Miss is so a timely help, and we, mother and son, are very grateful... I have wiped the brocade handkerchief clean..." Another unnatural blush appeared on my mother's cheeks.

"You're welcome, Ning'er is very well-behaved. When I was as old as him, I couldn't be so strong." Yu Xiaoxing smiled slightly, waved to Ning'er again, and then said, "Ning'er, tell my sister, why are you and your mother here?"

"Fairy sister, dad was killed by a bad guy... There are also a group of bad guys who want to harm me and my mother... Mom and Ning'er escaped and said we were going to come here to find Uncle Ren... As long as we find Uncle... no one dares to hurt us again..." Ning'er seemed to trust Yu Xiaoxing very much, raised her face and said seriously.

However, because Ning'er is still young and does not understand what she has encountered, it is probably what her mother usually coaxes her and says it accordingly, so when she talks, even he himself is a little confused.

Moreover, when talking about these things, the things they had experienced before must have made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart, so when recalling them, they were intermittent and a little unconsciously panicked.

The mother, who had been standing behind Ning'er, showed a hint of panic. Unexpectedly, her son said it out loud, and quickly spoke sternly, saying, "Ning'er, don't talk nonsense."

Ning'er's small body was shocked.

The little guy was obviously startled by his mother's sudden sternness.

But he rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked a little aggrieved, but he couldn't help looking at his mother, whispering, and defending with a grievance: "But... Mom, I think this fairy sister is a good person."

Yu Xiaoxing smiled faintly and said, "Sister, you don't have to worry, we have no malice."

Just then—

Huh?

Ye Qingyu, who had been silent all the time, had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Because there were no valuable ornaments on the mother. I think that after the death, all the valuable things around her had been replaced by food for filling her stomach. However, Ye Qingyu suddenly found that there was a two-finger-wide green jade pendant hanging around the woman's waist. The dragon flying totem carved on the jade pill was exactly the same as the pattern on the black iron token that Tianlong Ancient Sect Tian Huayu once handed him.
Chapter completed!