Alien God Descendant

There are several people in front of the small grave next to the cabin, they are Lu Yi, Shu Jingruo, Huang Jixiao and Mu Xinying.

Mu Xinying knelt in front of the grave, then bent down and bowed deeply.

"Grandpa, Xiaoying will leave the border with Xiaoying and the others today..." The voice was still soft, but it no longer had the sadness of the previous few days: "Grandpa, Xiaoying promises you, as long as you have time, Xiaoying will come from the imperial capital." Come back here to see grandpa!!"

The gentle wind blew at this moment, and the cool feeling made everyone's faces feel comfortable.

The wind blows the leaves and makes a rustling sound, the sound is like the head thief (the old man's nickname!) answering Mu Xinying.

"Okay, Xiaoying, it's time, we're going back!!" Luyi squatted down, putting her slender hands on his small shoulders.

"Yeah!" Nodding to Luyi, Mu Xinying bowed to the grave, then got up: "Grandpa, Yinger is gone!"

Following behind Huang Jixiao and the others, a strange feeling flowed through Mu Xinying's heart, and he couldn't help but look back in the direction of the small tomb.

A deep red light flashed in her purple eyes, and Mu Xinying vaguely saw a familiar figure of an old man appearing beside the small grave, and the old man smiled and waved at him.

grandfather! !

Slightly taken aback, Mu Xinying raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, the shadow of the old man was no longer there.

"Xin'er, what's the matter?" Sensing his distraction, Huang Jixiao asked aloud.

Looking away, Mu Xinying smiled at him: "It's nothing!!"

The few people who walked away didn't notice that an old man appeared next to the small grave at this moment, and the old man's eyes followed Mu Xinying who was walking away.

"Little shadow, I wish you good luck!"

The old man uttered these words with a smile, and his figure began to slowly disappear, turning into a burst of blue light and drifting away towards the blue sky.

"Hey... so boring..." Lying in the specially decorated carriage covered with soft cushions, Huang Jixiao, who has always been restless, began to complain.

Looking up her pretty face, she looked at Mu Xinying who was sitting quietly looking at the pattern on the leather paper and weaving the rope.

"Xin'er..." Turned up, crawled towards him, and hugged Mu Xinying into her arms.

Soft and comfortable to hug! !Huang Jixiao couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

"what happened?"

Being hugged by Huang Jixiao like this, Mu Xinying's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't notice that she made a wrong step when she was knitting the belt with her hand.

"I have a question for you!!"

Putting away the smiling/narrowing expression, Huang Jixiao's expression became very serious, and his beautiful blue eyes looked deeply into Mu Xinying's eyes.

"What's the problem?" Putting down the woven tape, Mu Xinying whispered in her heart.

Hey... Another wrong step...

"Hmm..." Jian Mei frowned slightly, looking at Mu Xinying's lovely fair face, Huang Jixiao was thinking about how to speak, and after thinking for a long time, he still thought it would be better to ask directly: "Xin'er, Guangxi who is it?"

Hearing this, Mu Xinying's small body trembled slightly, and Huang Jixiao, who was hugging him, became even more curious about the name "Guangxi" when he saw this.

He hasn't been with Mu Xinying for a long time, but he has completely figured out his character.

The warm and soft person in his arms will be very gentle towards the person he recognizes, and his expression will change a lot, and he will treat him with heart. On the contrary, if he does not get his recognition, he can probably completely ignore the other person Existence, this kind of personality is very extreme and unlovable, but a person with such a personality is very stubborn. Once he promises something, he will never go back on his word, because in his cognition, black is black and white is white. Absolutely There are no gray areas.

There will be people with personalities, especially Xin'er who is only five years old. What did he lose before that made him feel so painful?

"Xiao... how do you know this name?" Looking at him, Mu Xinying's eyes were filled with surprise.

Guangxi's reincarnation and rebirth of Xiao, it's not like he was reincarnated because he combined with the soul of Hungry Rakshasa to preserve the memory of his previous life...

So why did he...

"The first time I slept with you...you called this name at night..." A name that made him feel uncomfortable.

The long feathers hung down slowly, and Mu Xinying clenched the belt tightly in her hand.

"He is...the irreplaceable person in Xinying's heart..."

Huang Jixiao unconsciously tightened his arms around Mu Xinying, and a strange feeling brewed in his heart.

"Where is he now?" Huang Jixiao liked the strange feeling in his heart. At this moment, he had the urge to kill someone.

And the ones who want to kill are those who are cherished by others. (Yuyu: Hey...you can't kill them!)

"He..." He raised his face slowly, and looked at Huang Jixiao with tenderness in his purple eyes: "He is no longer here... He died to protect me..." It's just that he has been reincarnated and returned to me. side!

Mu Xinying didn't say the last sentence.

"Ah!!" Huang Jixiao raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that the boulder pressing on his heart had slowly dissipated.

Hmph... so it's a dead person... Forget it, since he's dead, this prince doesn't care about him anymore! ! (Yuyu: sweating profusely...)

"Xin'er..." Calling him affectionately, Huang Jixiao raised his hand to caress his tender face: "Since he's not here... then let me protect you from now on... okay..."

He asked very lightly and softly, and his blue eyes shone with incomparable sincerity.

His words made Mu Xinying's beautiful red lips evoked a faint smile, and raised her hand to brush up the golden hair hanging down her cheeks for him.

"No..." Mu Xinying shook her head lightly.

Mu Xinying's denial made Huang Jixiao's heart feel as if it had fallen to the bottom of the valley, but his next sentence made his heart that had fallen into the abyss soar.

"This time I'm going to protect you..." The smile deepened, and Mu Xinying said firmly, "My prince!!"

Yes, this time it's him who will protect him, Mu Xinying swears on his life this time...

Seeing his bright smile, Huang Jixiao's blue eyes shone with charming brilliance, he stretched out his little hand, and hugged him tightly.

"Xin'er, you are so kind!!"

After a day's drive, in the evening, Mu Xinying and the others finally arrived at the imperial capital of Mu Yu Country.

Pulling back the curtains of the carriage, Mu Xinying knelt by the window, watching the people passing by, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity from time to time.

"Xiao, why are there feathers on that person's ears?" Pointing a small finger not far away, a young man with several fluff pinned to his ears, Mu Xinying finally couldn't help asking.

Looking at Mu Xinying's curious expression, Huang Jixiao answered him patiently: "That's a branch of the Beastman tribe, belonging to the Yuren tribe!"

"Oh!!" Mu Xinying nodded, and then shifted her gaze to a girl with round pointed ears and long red hair: "Xiao, is that an elf?"

"kindness!!"

Suddenly, a small commotion came from one side. In a tavern, a man with slightly pale skin, pointed ears and long blood-red hair was arguing with a fair-skinned boy with blond hair.

"Hey!!" Mu Xinying looked up at Huang Jixiao, then stretched out her fingers to point in the direction of those two people.

Huang Jixiao, who understood what he meant, smiled softly, and slowly explained to him: "The one with the sharp ears is the Demon Race, and the other golden-haired one is the God Race. The two races of Demon Gods have always been at odds. Where, such scenes are very common!!"

"Blonde hair!!" The beautiful purple eyes moved to the person beside him.

Huang Jixiao watched Mu Xinying wandering over his body, and then fell on his blond hair, and understood what he meant.

"Xin'er misunderstood, I'm not a protoss!!" Picking up a strand of his blond hair, Huang Jixiao explained: "The one who is really a protoss is my mother and concubine, and my mother and concubine are the saints of the protoss. They fell in love after meeting, and then they gave birth to me. If you insist on saying that I have the blood of the gods, it can only be said that I only have half of the blood of the gods. The real gods are all blond and golden-eyed, but I inherited my mother's blood. The concubine's blond hair also inherited my father's blue eyes!!" As he spoke, Huang Jixiao blinked at Mu Xinying.

"So it's a mixed race!!" Mu Xinying nodded.

No wonder Akatsuki looks so beautiful.

So after entering the Muyu Imperial Capital, whenever Mu Xinying saw any strange people, he would pull Huang Jixiao and explain to him.