Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

After listening to Lin Wenyu's explanation, Xiaoyi also calmed down and moved his gaze from the light screen to Yayin.

[Yes, I know...

I'm just a little worried]

Xiaoyi explained a little embarrassedly.

One of the reasons why it lost its composure just now was the slowdown in progress.

On the other hand, although Xiaoyi didn't say it, he was still worried about Yayin.

Lin Wenyu was not the only one who had developed feelings for these children over the years.

As a companion, Xiaoyi also developed feelings for these children.

Xiaoyi actually sincerely hopes that they can escape the tragic ending in the original work.

And it also knows that the higher the progress, the less likely it is that Yayin will return to its original path.

This is also why it has always paid great attention to progress.

Lin Wenyu rubbed Xiaoyi's head, her distant gaze resting on Yayin, without saying a word.

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While Yayin was thinking, the voice of the little spirit beast once again interrupted his thoughts.

"Master, I have made up my mind."

The sweet voice of the little beast reached Yayin's ears.

Yayin came back to his senses and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Well, have you figured out anything?"

The little beast tilted its head, its eyes clear and innocent: "Then can I ask the master a question first?"

"of course can."

Yayin looked at those eyes that were full of trust, and his voice couldn't help but soften a little.

"Does the master believe me?"

The little spirit beast's question caused Yayin to pause.

But the little spirit beast did not notice Yayin's momentary stiffness. It looked at Yayin with bright eyes and continued to ask.

"Master, do you believe that I am not a monster?"

Yayin was silent for a moment before he answered.

"Why do you ask me if I believe it?"

"why?"

The little spirit beast seemed to be stumped by the question. It tilted its head and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of how to explain it.

In the end, I chose to speak my mind truthfully.

“Well… because the Master is very important to me.

I know that I am not a monster and I have never done anything bad.

It is enough for the master to believe that I am not."

"Well, what if others don't believe it?"

“Others?

It doesn’t matter if they don’t believe it, but it’s enough for me to know that I didn’t do it.”

The little spirit beast flapped its wings lightly a few times, not caring at all.

It had just thought seriously about what it would do if that really happened.

It only took a moment for it to reach its conclusion.

Even if others misunderstand it, it doesn't seem to have any impact on it.

No matter what others say about it being a demon beast, the fact that it is a heavenly spiritual beast will not change.

At most, people will say a few meaningless words.

As long as the owner believes in it, it doesn't matter what others say.

It knows that being too perfect is a sin.

The little spirit beast couldn't help but become narcissistic.

"What's that word called? Ask, what's the shame to ask."

"Have a clear conscience."

Yayin filled in the word for it.

As he spoke, Yayin's voice was very soft, and the emotions in his eyes were obscured by the few strands of hair hanging down in front of his forehead, making it difficult to see clearly.

The word "clear conscience" awakened a long-forgotten and distant memory in Yayin.

That was the year before the Xu family incident. The climate that year was very strange, and a village near the Xu family suffered a drought that had not happened in a century.

Although various sects and immortal cultivation families assisted in casting spells to bring rain in a timely manner.

But the crop yield was inevitably affected to some extent.

The grain harvest has decreased significantly.

But for the villagers, it was a blessing in disguise.

If you go to the mountains a few more times and find some wild game in winter, you can still spend the winter safely.

Unfortunately, God doesn't seem to want them to spend this year in such peace.

After a severe drought in the summer, they were given a heavy snowstorm.

The blizzard blocked the mountain and the villagers were trapped in their houses. The limited food they had was quickly consumed by the heavy snow day after day.

The villagers could only stay in their houses, watching the heavy snow covering the mountains outside without being able to do anything.

The various sects and immortal cultivation families are also aware of the predicament these villagers are currently facing.

He specially gathered a group of disciples with wood spiritual roots to ripen a batch of grain.

Let the disciples of the sect and the children of the noble families take these foods and go to solve the urgent needs of the villagers first.

Naturally, the Xu family would also have to send someone.

However, no one expected that the person who took the initiative to propose to go was the head of the Xu family, Yayin's father.

At that time, Yayin was still using the name Xu Yaohe.

Father Xu took six-year-old Xu Yaohe and a team of young men from aristocratic families to the disaster-stricken village and used magic to temporarily isolate the village from the heavy snow.

He also personally distributed food and some low-level spiritual weapons specially made by the immortal sect for resisting the severe cold to the villagers.

Little Xu Yaohe followed his father and imitated his father, distributing some lighter supplies to the villagers with a smile on his face.

Looking at the joy on the faces of the villagers, Xiao Yaohe couldn't help but feel happy as well, feeling that what he was doing was meaningful.

The light supplies were distributed quickly, and Father Xu looked at Xu Yaohe who was looking around with curiosity in his eyes.

He walked to Xu Yaohe and stroked his head with his big, broad hand.

"He'er, if you have nothing to do, why don't you go for a walk?"

Because of the special nature of his eyes, Xu Yaohe has stayed at home most of the time since he was born and rarely goes out.

Quite curious about everything in the outside world.

When Xu Yaohe heard what Xu's father said, his first reaction was not happiness.

Instead, he shook his head and put his little hands on his eyes.

"But my eyes may cause trouble to my father."

Seeing Xu Yaohe being so sensible, Xu's father's eyes showed a little more distress.

Even though he kept telling Xu Yaohe that red eyes didn't mean anything.

Being different from others is just a special gift from God.

What is wrong is not the specialness, but the human prejudice.

But just because the Xu family thinks this way doesn’t mean others will think the same.

Although they intended to protect Xu Yaohe, they could not stop the gossips, and some of those rumors would always reach little Yaohe's ears.