The young boy blinked his curious big eyes and said, "I'm just curious. Why should I give her such a strange name? Heresy? Isn't that the meaning of being rejected wherever I go? Why did her father and mother give her such a name?"

Yang smiled but didn't say anything. He was looking forward to what reaction would Yi Xiaorou, who had originally had a paralyzed face, react when she heard this sentence.

But Yi Xiaorou still had no special expression. She just tightened her hands holding the cup. She blinked her eyes and threw a non-painful and itchy word indifferently, "It's probably because she's crazy."

But Yang could hear the resentment in her tone.

If she is not a brainless person, she would not choose to take such a great risk to give birth to her. She will leave her alone in this world with an embarrassing identity. She will be disliked by thousands of people. She will come to this world alone and let her go back alone, lonely when she is alive and lonely when she dies.

No one wants her to live at all times. Everyone wants to kill her with all their might. Demons, Nalan Xianqian, and Zi Ling, Chen Tianyun, who was once her slave, and Nalan Mufeng, who was her former ally. So she finally fell into this place where she was neither human nor ghost and spent three springs and autumns.

"Actually, I'm very curious. Who are your parents? How could they give birth to such weird things as you?" Yang supported his chin with one hand, squinted his eyes and smiled with a treacherous look on his face.

Yi Xiaorou only lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, and looked at the mountain that seemed to be connected to the sky. Her lips opened slightly, and a low and thin voice overflowed from her mouth, "It's almost time."

"What does it mean?" Yang followed her gaze, but the mountains hidden in the clouds appeared faintly. Suddenly, a loud bang in his ears, dark clouds suddenly appeared, and darkness immediately enveloped the entire sky. The barrier she supported immediately shattered, and something cold was dripping on her face. She wiped it casually, and it was water stained with her body temperature, melting into snowflakes of water.

The white flowers floated down from the sky bit by bit like gooseberry, and the sky was black like ink. The whistling wind was greeting her white and tender face, and she felt a torn pain.

"Sister..." The young man was calling her name weakly. When she looked at her weak brother, she saw that she was about to be blown away by the wind. Yi Xiaorou, who was still beside her, took a hand to prevent him from being blown away by the wind. At this time, he was leaning against Yi Xiaorou.

She frowned, stepped to Yi Xiaorou in the strong wind, and took Ye Qi into her arms.

"What's going on? The weather in the beast tribe has always been stable and has not changed for millions of years. Why does such an odd image appear?"

"Didn't it..." she looked surprised, "Who is going to ascend to the powerful?"

She looked at Yi Xiaorou, who looked completely unaffected, "Do you know something?"

"If you want to know, go and have a look." She silently said, but in fact she didn't know.

Yang was silent, looking at Ye Qi who was holding her waist tightly in his arms to prevent it from being blown away, and after weighing the pros and cons, she bit her lip, "Ye Qi, go back."

"Sister, don't, it's dangerous..." Ye Qi shook his head, his big eyes filled with water vapor.

Yang subconsciously looked at Yi Xiaorou, "Hey, do a favor."

Yi Xiaorou knew it, "The benefits?"

Yang gritted his teeth, "I promise you that as long as you need help in the future, I will do my best!"

Yi Xiaorou shook her head, "I don't need such a verbal promise."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, you... have to believe in the people around you, otherwise you will give me your spirit bead." She was silent, then looked at Yang, her eyes full of seriousness.

"...Okay." Yang hesitated for a while, and she nodded.
Chapter completed!