Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

Ye Tianlan was hesitating whether he should force his way into the maze when a childish voice suddenly came from behind him: "Uncle, why don't you wait for Xiaolong'er?"

The little Candle Dragon was panting, his face wrinkled, obviously unhappy.

Ye Tianlan didn't even turn his head. "You've come at the right time. Go down the mountain and find Wan'er immediately..."

Before Ye Tianlan could finish his words, Xiao Zhulong shook his head and refused.

"My uncle wants to deal with that ugly old man, so of course I should follow him and help."

Ye Tianlan turned around and looked at Xiao Zhulong, "Tell me clearly, who is your uncle?"

There was an ambiguous coldness in his voice.

Little Candle Dragon couldn't help swallowing his saliva, glanced at Ye Tianlan, and said with a stiff upper lip: "The uncle is naturally you, you are my uncle."

Ye Tianlan gnashed his teeth and said, "Don't forget that you are an ancient dragon! Tell me, how could a human like me have a nephew like you, an ancient dragon?"

Xiao Zhulong rolled his eyes and asked instead of answering, "You are Wanwan's mother's biological brother, right?"

Ye Tianlan’s face immediately turned dark.

Who said this is a little stupid dragon?

They would dig a hole for him, so how can you tell that he is stupid?

"Of course I am Wan'er's biological brother, absolutely true! But you can't be her biological son!"

Ye Tianlan looked at the little Candle Dragon with obvious disdain in his eyes, "If you want to recognize a mother, at least find one of the same species. You want to recognize my sister as your mother? No way!"

The little Candle Dragon's mouth drooped, "But, but..."

"But what? You're just trying to establish a relationship with her so you can get something out of her. Do you really think I don't know what you're up to?"

My uncle is absolutely right!

The little Candle Dragon was speechless. It really wanted to get closer to its mother so that it could enter the space to practice at any time.

It had figured it out long ago that if it wanted to hold on to that thick thigh forever, the best way would be to become her son.

After all, between the mistress and my mother, it is obvious that my mother has a closer relationship.

It also knew that it could no longer rely on its master to enter the space, but as Shen Wanwan's elder brother, Ye Tianlan's words carried great weight.

After figuring this out, it naturally wanted to curry favor with Ye Tianlan, and the title "Uncle" sounded quite smooth.

As the two were talking, a strange sound suddenly came from a flat open space not far away.

Ye Tianlan frowned, "The maze array on the altar has changed again, get down the mountain immediately!"

Ye Tianlan finished speaking and walked forward without looking back. Xiao Zhulong was about to catch up when he heard Ye Tianlan's voice again: "If you want to turn into a dragon, follow me now. I will never stop you."

The little Candle Dragon paused and his body stiffened slightly. For a moment he could neither advance nor retreat.

When I first came here, for some reason, I really didn't like the aura of this place.

It looked around. Could it be because of the cemetery?

Xiao Zhulong's mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts, but in just a moment, Ye Tianlan's figure disappeared from his sight.

Little Candle Dragon stomped his feet, turned around and ran quickly towards the foot of the mountain.

"Mother, mother, you've come just in time. There's an altar next to the Xie family's ancestral tomb, and there's a maze. My uncle ran into it... My uncle ran into the maze..."

As soon as Xiao Zhulong ran to the foot of the mountain, he saw a group of people preparing to go up the mountain.

Everyone thought there was something strange about this statement, but their attention was focused on the two words "altar" and "maze", and they automatically ignored the two terms "mother" and "uncle".

PS: There was a sudden power outage in the area near my home, and I haven't been able to wait for the power to come back. Today's manuscript is on the computer, so I can't update it normally. I apologize to all the book friends who have been following me. I wrote these few words on my phone based on memory, and I will make up for the rest tomorrow morning. Sorry again!