It's better to imagine a boyfriend than to attack the villain

The crying gradually became softer, as if suppressed by a mysterious force. However, the small figure under the tree still emitted a faint, heart-pounding golden light.

Hunter Ye stood on the tree, watching all this from afar, his heart filled with endless pain and contradictions. The baby's cry was like a sharp sword, deeply piercing his heart, but at the same time he felt an irresistible attraction.

Finally, the hunter couldn't bear the torment in his heart any longer. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Then, with trembling legs, he carefully climbed down the tree and approached the baby step by step.

When he finally reached the baby, he was astonished by the sight—a pair of golden dragon horns sprouted from the baby's head! They shone with a strange light, seemingly imbued with some powerful and mysterious power.

At this moment, the baby suddenly locked eyes with Ye Liehu. The crying little fellow suddenly stopped, waving his tender little hands with an innocent smile on his face.

That smile, as warm as sunshine, instantly dispelled the gloom in Ye Liehu's heart. He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch this miraculous little life. However, the moment his fingers were about to touch the baby, he drew back as if struck by lightning, a flicker of fear and hesitation in his eyes.

He knelt on his knees, his expression solemn and dignified, slowly lowered his head, and worshiped the innocent, naive and lovely baby in front of him.

His voice was low and full of love: "My child! I know you are extraordinary, but it is not appropriate to leave you alone in this deep mountain forest. If you don't mind me, a country bumpkin, would you be willing to leave with me? From now on, I will treat you like my own flesh and blood and cherish you with all my heart!"

After saying these words, he stared quietly into the baby's bright eyes, waiting for the other party's response with expectation and hope in his heart.

Although the baby could not speak yet, his eyes were as clear as water and bright as light, shining like the brightest stars in the night sky.

At this moment, the faint golden light that originally enveloped his body had quietly faded away, and the dragon horns that were faintly visible above his head also disappeared without a trace.

The little guy tried hard to raise his chubby little hands high, as if trying to reach something out of reach.

Seeing this, Ye Hunter, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel a surge of pity and love in his heart. He carefully stretched out a hand and gently touched the baby's pink cheek.

Unexpectedly, this cute little guy immediately opened his arms, hugged one of Ye Liehu's fingers tightly, and let out a crisp and pleasant laugh.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a relieved smile appeared on Ye Liehu's face.

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright, and the morning light shone through the gaps between the mountains onto the earth. Ye Hunter got up early and set out on his way down the mountain in the faint light.

Fortunately, he had chosen to live at the foot of the mountain, far from the village, for the convenience of his daily hunting trips. He did not encounter any other travelers along the way.

Ye Liehu did not hide the specialness of this child at all, and his wife also loved this unique child.

Ye's mother had studied a lot of poetry and literature, and she named her child Xingcai, which means the stars in the sky cut the gold from the earth.

The couple did not hide their life stories from Ye Xingcai and told him everything when he was able to think independently.

There is no blood relationship, no barriers, and the love remains unchanged.

But the good times did not last long. Ye's father and mother died of illness one after another, and Ye Xingcai was taken home by the village chief and his wife.

Ye Xingcai hid his dragon horns very well.

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As the drought intensified, the sun became more and more scorching, and the hot weather was unbearable. Even the energetic young men stopped running up the mountain.

Ye Xingcai noticed that his sleep time was gradually increasing, sometimes even lasting for several days at a time. The village head and his wife were busy searching for water and therefore did not notice his abnormality.

In the mountains and forests, even the small animals looked listless, lying lazily on the ground, rolling their eyes, as if waiting for death to come.

Ye Xingcai was walking slowly through the bushes when suddenly a chubby white rabbit bumped into his leg with a "bang", then rolled backwards under the impact and fell on its back on the ground.

Ye Xingcai looked into the pair of red eyes: "..."

He squatted down, grabbed the rabbit's ears and turned it over, then picked up a leaf and folded it into a gourd shape. Using his magic power, he filled the gourd with water.

Ye Xingcai carefully held the leaf scoop filled with water in front of the rabbit and said gently, "No hunting today."

The little rabbit cried softly, then left with the leaf scoop in his hands as if it were a treasure.

This deep forest area is where Ye Liehu and Ye Xingcai met that year.

Over the years, Ye Xingcai has been practicing magic in this place.

Every blade of grass, every flower and every leaf here seemed to be imbued with his spiritual energy, and the creatures nearby gradually awakened their spiritual intelligence.

Ye Xingcai never needs to go hunting himself, because the creatures that have benefited from him will take the initiative to offer up their unenlightened prey to him.

At this moment, the outside world is suffering from severe drought, but this forest is like a paradise, with spring all year round and full of vitality.

Ye Xingcai sat leisurely on the stone that he was very familiar with and began to meditate.

The small animals around him also gathered around slowly and stayed quietly beside him.

Everything was silent, but someone broke the silence.

Liu Huaqiao was dragged by a huge vine and thrown in front of Ye Xingcai.

Ye Xingcai opened his eyes and looked at Liu Huaqiao, his heart full of doubts.

Liu Huaqiao struggled to get up from the ground, staring at Ye Xingcai with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye?" Liu Huaqiao's voice trembled slightly.

Ye Xingcai nodded, frowning slightly, "Why are you here?"

Liu Huaqiao took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "I... I came to the mountain to pick herbs, but was dragged here before I could get any." He pointed at the vine that was rubbing against Ye Xingcai's arm frantically, his tone sounding a little aggrieved.

Ye Xingcai waved his hand, and the vine bent and slowly moved away. Liu Huaqiao strangely saw a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction in it.

The vines came back and brought a chair woven from vines and leaves and placed it next to Ye Xingcai.

"Come and sit down first, let me take a look at your injury."

Liu Huaqiao hesitated for a moment before walking over and sitting down.

"Aside from the injuries on your face, arms, and legs, are there any other injuries?"

"No more." Liu Huaqiao shook his head.

"I'm sorry." Ye Xingcai gently lifted his hand, his magical power flowing, and the wounds on Liu Huaqiao's body slowly healed until they disappeared. After the treatment, he didn't forget to mend his clothes as well.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Liu Huaqiao raised his head, his gratitude overflowing with words.

Ye Xingcai smiled faintly, a smile as warm as the spring sun. He said softly, "You're welcome. This vine was born with intelligence because of me. I cannot deny the blame for your injury this time."

"Young Master Ye..." Liu Huaqiao's voice trembled slightly, as if his heart was filled with some kind of expectation and anxiety.

"Hmm?" Ye Xingcai turned his head and his eyes fell on Liu Huaqiao. His eyes were as gentle as water, making people feel peaceful.

"You...are you a god?" Liu Huaqiao finally mustered up the courage to ask the question in his mind, his eyes full of curiosity.