I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"We have to get out of here. Thunder on this day is unusual. If it strikes, it will definitely cause an avalanche!" Shunzi was a little scared. He was so focused on the thunder in the snow that he forgot he was on Changbai Mountain.

The group walked carefully through the snow. Xie Yuhua didn't dare to let go of Ling Xiao's hand. After returning to the campsite, Xie Yuhua found a secluded spot, gently pinched Ling Xiao's cheeks with both hands, and asked, "What big thing did you do this time, you little rascal?"

"I took Wu Xie's snake-browed bronze fish." Ling Xiao used a clever trick to break free from Xie Yuhua's hand, put his arms around Xie Yuhua's neck, and answered crisply and decisively, without any hesitation.

"You took that thing?" Xie Yuhua raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised, and asked, "What does that have to do with thunder?"

"I had Cheng Yu steal the items. Although it wasn't exactly honorable, at least the result was right."

As for the thunder, it was because it was stingy. Wang Zanghai only had three snake-browed bronze fish, and now four had appeared. Surely one of them must be fake, but it didn't doubt it at all and even thought about making one of them disappear.

When it thought there were only three, it didn't expect that there were actually four, and two of them would be with me. Even if it's a matter of probability, at least one of them is really in my hands.

Whether it's the appearance of the four Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish or the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish in my possession, it won't allow such a thing to happen, because in its plan, I will definitely die in this Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top. But I dare not say anything; I can only watch helplessly and play along with its act.

Cheng Yu's grandmother clearly had so many stories, why couldn't we find them before? Aren't you also suspicious?" Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with longing, a deep affection for those who shared his kind, a mixture of confusion, yearning, and determination.

"I only have you left, Brother Xiaohua." Ling Xiao hugged Xie Yuhua, a tear streaming down his cheek and onto Xie Yuhua's neck.

Jieyuhua's hand hovered in mid-air. He wanted to hug the child in his arms, but then gently pushed Lingxiao away and asked, "So, is this also part of your plan?"

Given the child's personality, Cheng Yu had probably memorized those lines long ago. The snake-browed bronze fish was fake, so the words spoken by the person holding it couldn't be true either. The purpose of all this was to make him believe that everything was done by the Heavenly Dao, that the child needed him, and that if he had the ability, he would naturally be willing to help the child deal with the Heavenly Dao.

The premise is that the child doesn't scheme to take advantage of him, and he is willing to be taken advantage of. Why can't children understand this?

"What is the truth, Ling Xiao?"

Ling Xiao, without any hesitation, wrapped his arms around Xie Yuhua's waist and said, "I'm too busy protecting you to bear the thought of my little flower brother being in danger."

"Brother Xiaohua, you're really hurting my feelings by talking to me like that. Touch it, it hurts so much. Please don't be so mean, Brother Xiaohua." As Ling Xiao spoke, he placed Xieyuhua's hand on his heart.

The pulse there was weak and slow, as if it would suddenly stop at any moment, making one afraid to breathe.

"So... what can I do?" Jieyuhua took a deep breath.

Ling Xiao laughed and said, "Little Flower Brother is so cute. Didn't I say I wouldn't scold you or do anything? I just hope Little Flower Brother can stay healthy. I don't want you to be in danger. Little Flower Brother, are you thinking about something else? You haven't been listening to me properly, have you?"

Ling Xiao's tone was as gentle as could be; if there were outsiders present, they would have thought he was coaxing a child. But the perceptive Xie Yuhua sensed danger. He knew it wasn't a delusion; his child was warning him.