The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Hey, yes, Miss Feng Ji told me."

"Well, that's undoubtedly Kaguya."

"..."

Chang'e named the real prisoner almost without hesitation, which made Wu Ye dumbfounded for a while, and he even wondered if the other party deliberately tricked him, but in fact, he already knew it.

"Don't be surprised."

Chang'e smiled and took his hand, and pulled it in front of their eyes:

"This is my ability. As long as I get in touch with others, I can tell whether he is lying or not. Isn't it amazing?"

"Mouth!"

Even Marisa would not believe this way of deceiving children, so how could Takeshi believe it? Besides, the ability of the other party he "sees" in his eyes is clearly "the ability to manipulate eternity and even a moment"... Later , why does this ability look so familiar?

"You, what's your relationship with Kaguya?"

Wu Ye looked at Chang'e in surprise and asked:

"Why are your abilities the same?"

"Ara, was it discovered?"

Chang'e's expression was as if she had discovered a prank, but she didn't show any panic. Her face was full of playful colors:

"Then you can guess."

"..."

Wu also really wanted to say "Guess your sister!" to the other party, but the situation is stronger than others, so let's wait for this sentence for safety considerations.

But the other party asked him to guess without clues, and it was a bit difficult.

Wu Ye first thought of master and apprentice, after all the ability is the same, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that master and apprentice are not reliable these days.

Taking himself as an example, the ability of his master Soul Yaoji is "the ability to create sword skills", while his ability is "the ability to discover the abilities of others", you see, they are completely different, right?

Since they are not masters and apprentices, they can only have a closer relationship. Could it be mother and daughter?

Thinking of this, Wu Ye suddenly felt a chill, and the way he looked at Chang'e became weird. If it was really what he thought, it would be terrible.

But didn't Kaguya jump out of the bamboo?Uh, that's not right, before she came to the ground to become Kaguya Hime, she was the princess of the Moon City first, so how can I say... Maybe this possibility is very high!

Wu Ye looked left and right, and suddenly asked in a lowered voice:

"Well, Miss Chang'e, would you take the liberty to ask, is there any blood relationship between you and Hui Ye?"

"blood relation?"

Chang'e was slightly surprised by Wu Ye's question, she did not expect that the other party would find a breakthrough so quickly:

"You are good at it, how did you guess it?"

"No, really?"

Wu Ye widened his eyes, and he couldn't wait to ask:

"Then you are actually Hui Ye's mother?"

"……what?"

Chang'e's smile gradually stiffened, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly:

"Why do you think so?"

Chang'e's original intention was to clarify the thinking circuit of the other party's obvious deviation, but Wu Ye was gone forever on the road of brain twitching. He rubbed his palms with an expression of unbearable excitement:

"Then what, although it's a bit straightforward, let me ask first, who is the child's father?"

"Hey, wait for me first!"

Chang'e held back the tic-tac-toe that protruded from her forehead, resisting the urge to do it and said:

"Your premise seems a bit wrong, right? What are you talking about that I have never admitted?"

"Don't worry, I'm just curious, and I will never tell anyone."

"..."

Obviously, Chang'e's explanation has no way to pull Wu Ye back from the abyss of YY. He stared at Chang'e with shining eyes:

"Also, you don't know Kaguya's bad character, do you? Raising the child like this, won't your heart hurt? Or is it the fault of the child's father?"

"Shut up! When will you change your bad character!"

boom!

Chang'e still couldn't hold back and slapped Wu Ye to the ground:

"Huh~ The world is finally quiet."

"Aches, aches, aches...don't be so cruel, do you? Can you be a little bit grown-up?"

Wu Ye expressed his innocence for what happened to him, the cold floor reveals the indifference of the world, and people's hearts are not ancient.

"Obviously you let me guess, but now you still do it..."