The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 220 All Things Have Spiritual Connection
Xuanyuan Ming's figure had just disappeared into the horizon.

Ye Ling suddenly staggered, her face pale, and she fell forward.

Mo Lin grabbed him by the back of his collar, his fingertips touching the sticky blood. He frowned and said, "What are you trying to prove?"

Qingzhu tore open Ye Ling's blood-stained clothes; the wound was gruesome and exposed, and the white bone could be vaguely seen.

Xuanming's brows furrowed so deeply they could have knotted together. "Do you even know you stabbed through the space between my ribs?"

"Moon."

He reached out with a hoarse voice to touch the hem of her skirt, and Su Xiyue subconsciously took a half step back.

This action caused Ye Ling's pupils to contract sharply, and she suddenly choked on blood and foam.

Xuanming rushed over and grabbed his shoulder, glaring at Su Xiyue who was retreating. His furious roar echoed through the valley: "Why are you hiding? Can't you see how he is? If you keep this up, I'm going to get angry."

She was instantly stunned by the scolding and stared blankly at Xuan Ming.

Xuanming stared at the bewildered Su Xiyue with a grim expression: "Yes, I admit that Ye Ling was wrong. He shouldn't have forced you to breastfeed, but his attitude wasn't particularly harsh. He was just angry that you kicked the cubs and thought you didn't like them, which is why his attitude was bad."

He wiped his face hard: "Maybe he wasn't gentle and considerate enough, and he didn't understand your physical and mental vulnerability after giving birth. But in the end, he didn't do anything to you, at most his attitude wasn't very good. Your sudden change in appearance caught all of us off guard, and we had no idea what happened. Not only was Ye Ling confused about this, but we were all confused too."

He frowned deeply: "We can understand that you don't want to see us and want to hide. When we learned that you had been captured by the Mad Dragon and taken to the Upper Realm, we rushed over to rescue you without stopping, and even risked our lives to cross the Endless Sea."

At this point, his eyes almost spit fire. "And what about you? Not only did you not do anything to that mad dragon, but you were also all lovey-dovey with him, and even wanted to take him as your sixth beast husband. He broke off three of Bai Qi's tails, and what about your heart? I don't know how you can be so at ease being all lovey-dovey with him."

Xuanming's eyes showed some disappointment: "And what about the three newborn wolf cubs and eight snake eggs? Have you thought about them? Have you even considered them? They are flesh and blood of yours, flowing through your veins. And the chief, do you know how much he's worried and hasn't been able to sleep all night? Do you know how frantically we've been searching for you everywhere?"

“You haven’t thought about any of this. In our eyes, that mad dragon is more important than us, and of course more important than your child and father. Do you even have a heart?”

By the end, Xuanming's voice was almost a shout.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice carried a hint of grievance.

Mo Lin and Qing Zhu both had complicated expressions and remained silent.

But he couldn't help feeling resentful.

Having gone through so much trouble to come to the Upper Realm to find someone, only to meet them like this, one is bound to feel uncomfortable.

Su Xiyue's eardrums ached from the series of roars.

In the twilight, Xuanming's reddened eyes felt like branding irons, making her tremble all over.

His words were like cold water poured over my head, making me stagger backward.

Looking at the bloody hole in Ye Ling's chest, she suddenly remembered the three wolf cubs and eight snake eggs she had left behind in the tribe.

Whether it's three wolf cubs or eight snake eggs—

Since she was born, she has never taken care of herself, nor has she ever drunk a drop of her own mother's milk.

She even kicked the three babies who wanted to drink milk aside.

What am I doing? When did I become so cold-hearted?

Even if Ye Ling is at fault, the child is innocent.

There's also the mountain behind the wolf tribe.

Her father searched everywhere for her, his mournful cry echoing, "Moon... Father will take you home..."

Su Xiyue's face was pale, and her steps were unsteady. She suddenly felt extremely guilty and distressed.

When she looked up at Xuanming, her eyes were already blurry with tears: "You're right, I really have no heart, and I'm not worthy of being a mother."

Tears blurred my vision and silently slid down my cheeks.

Thinking back to when she first transmigrated, she looked down on the original owner of the body and tried various ways to clear her name and change the impression she had on the tribe.

Now everything is better, the people in the tribe like me very much, and I am becoming more and more beautiful, so why is my mentality not as good as before?
So what if I become ugly after failing a mission?
When I first transmigrated here, wasn't I just as disgustingly ugly?

Didn't we still get through it back then?

Why couldn't I accept it later?
Dusk, carrying the stench of blood, swept across the valley.

Ye Ling suddenly struggled to her feet. "Who gave you permission to talk about yourself like that?"

His voice was hoarse and incoherent, and blood was still seeping from his chest, but he stubbornly walked towards her.

"Moon, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you to breastfeed, and I shouldn't have gotten angry and yelled at you when I saw you were scared..."

He slowly took her wrist, kissed it, and his silver eyes were filled with tears: "When you kicked the cubs away, I was shocked and angry, but more than that, I thought you disliked them, disliked the cubs we had..."

He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse as he continued, "I couldn't help but wonder if you also disliked me? Otherwise, why would you treat them that way?"

Su Xiyue's fingertips trembled slightly as Ye Ling's warm lips pressed against the inside of her wrist, his tears stinging her skin.

"no"

Her voice choked with emotion, "I've never disliked my child, I just..."

I wanted to explain, but as I got to the point, I didn't know how to begin.

You can't exactly say that you were bitten by a zombie in the apocalypse, have psychological trauma, and are afraid to breastfeed, can you?

She took a deep breath and came up with a plausible explanation: "I just... have a psychological trauma." Ye Ling's silver eyes froze instantly, and he just stared at her.

Even Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Ming were stunned and stared at her.

"When I was seven years old, I was carried away by a wild animal."

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, "It bit my shoulder, and I thought I was going to be eaten. Luckily, my father found me and saved me."

These events were not made up; they actually happened in the original owner's memories.

Qingzhu looked at her in shock. She had never known these things before, nor had she ever heard her say them.

It's hard to imagine how scared a 7-year-old girl would be if she were carried off by a wild animal.
No wonder she has psychological trauma.

Xuanming frowned deeply, suddenly realizing that he had gone too far with his insults.

They just cursed like that without even knowing the facts...

Mo Lin's expression also changed, but he didn't say anything. He just stared at her intently, listening to her continue.

Su Xiyue looked up at them, her voice hoarse and barely audible: "So when I saw the kids crowding around, I..."

Ye Ling suddenly pulled her into his arms, the blood flowing more from his injured chest, staining Su Xiyue's fur coat red. Hot tears fell onto her neck: "Why didn't you say so sooner? If I had known you had psychological trauma, I definitely wouldn't have let you breastfeed."

Mo Lin wrapped his arms around her from behind, his usually cold voice trembling unusually: "Yue'er, do you know how much you drove us crazy?"

Qingzhu couldn't get in, so she could only hold one of her hands, tears welling in her emerald eyes: "Don't worry about the three cubs and eight snake eggs, leave them all to the chief's care. But you..."

He ran his fingertips across her pale face. "You rushed out like that right after giving birth, without even resting and recuperating..."

Xuanming stepped forward, his face flushed, and said, "Little Moon, I'm a rough man, and I might say something harsh. Please don't take what I just said to heart. I apologize; I misunderstood you. If you're still angry, you can hit me, curse me, or slap me—do whatever you want..."

He looked at Ye Ling's chest, which was gushing blood, his brows furrowed so deeply they could knot together, and he swallowed hard: "But can you treat Ye Ling's injuries first? The blood keeps flowing from her chest, and if it's not treated soon, she might really die."

Su Xiyue suddenly woke up and pushed Ye Ling away.

Vines sprouted from her palm, emitting a soft green light, and instantly wrapped around the hideous wound on Ye Ling's chest.

The wood-based supernatural power slowly seeped in, beginning to heal the wounds.

The bloody hole in Ye Ling's chest slowly healed in the green light.

He just stared down at her, watching her treat him, his silver eyes filled with a smile, and his thin lips slightly curved upwards.

Suddenly, he felt that the stabs were worth it, and he only regretted not stabbing himself more, so that Yue'er could have healed for a longer time.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Ye Ling's favorability has increased by 5. The favorability has now reached the maximum value of 100. [Unwavering until death] The host is rewarded with a super gift pack. The super gift pack will now be distributed. Please choose one of the following three treasure chests."

Su Xiyue's fingertips trembled, and the vines almost got tangled.

The system suddenly popped up with a reward, and it was even a maximum favorability rating?

Indeed, feelings only deepen after going through ups and downs.

If this incident hadn't happened, if I were still in the wolf tribe, I would be living a peaceful and happy life every day.

This favorability rating is so low, it's probably not even 90, let alone the maximum.

She looked at Ye Ling and saw that the man was looking at her with a smile on his face, his thin lips slightly upturned.

I was just about to say something.

Three shimmering treasure chests suddenly appeared before my eyes.

However, only she can see this treasure chest.

She tapped the treasure chest on the left with her fingertip as if by accident.

To others, it looked like she was simply reaching up to tuck her hair back.

There was a "click".

The treasure chest exploded, releasing a shower of fireworks.

She was still the only one who could see it.

No actual items were found this time.

A cheerful voice from the system echoed in his mind: "Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the permanent skill [Communication with All Things]. This skill allows you to communicate with all things in the world without any obstacles. Whether it is people, animals, flowers and plants, you can communicate with any living creature."

The vines sprouting from Su Xiyue's palm trembled, and a cacophony of sounds suddenly flooded her mind—

The stream water bubbled and gurgled at my feet: "Oh dear, this female is really strange. She was so fierce just now, but after being scolded by that silly dog, she's crying now."

The crooked tree above shook its leaves: "That silver-eyed male has a really strong blood smell. I'm afraid it won't dissipate for three days. I wonder if it will attract wild dogs to defecate at my tree roots."

Something stirred in the grass beneath Qingzhu's feet: "Ouch, that hurts! That emerald-eyed male broke three of my ribs!"

She looked around in astonishment and found that every plant seemed to have been switched on, suddenly coming to life with a vibrant rhythm.

Ye Ling's chest wound had mostly healed. Seeing her gaze sweep around, he followed suit and looked around as well, only to find nothing there.

Then, he turned to look at her with a puzzled expression and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at, Yue'er?"

(End of this chapter)