The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Mr. Yang scratched his head and said, "It seems to be the case. Then... then shall we go back first this time?"

Lu Jing nodded quickly, "Right, let's go back and have a good rest first, and keep our bodies healthy. Next time, we'll find a better time, prepare more adequate equipment, and go on an adventure together. Who knows, we might find a more interesting place than this time!"

Mr. Yang's eyes lit up. "Really? Then we have to prepare more delicious food and more powerful equipment next time."

Lu Jing smiled and replied, "Of course, we will be well prepared next time. Now, let's go down the mountain and have a big meal to reward ourselves.

I remember last time, you mentioned to me a newly opened seafood restaurant that tastes really good. Let’s go there when we get back!”

When Mr. Yang heard this, his stomach immediately growled and a silly smile appeared on his face: "Hey, okay, I'll listen to you and go down the mountain to eat seafood first."

Seeing that Mr. Yang was finally convinced, Lu Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He patted Mr. Yang on the shoulder and said, "That's right. Let's go down the mountain."

……

The setting sun was like a ripe orange, hanging precariously in the sky. In the woods, Long Yiqiu leaned on Su Xiang's shoulder and told him about Ye Chenyang's advantages.

"My husband is so perfect and so loving. He once saved a small animal that was going through a catastrophe."

Su Xiang secretly passed the ice cream in his hand to the siblings from behind, distracting her attention and asking, "Why is Ye Chenyang so good?"

Long Yiqiu nodded, threw herself into his arms with a happy look on her face, and said proudly: "Of course, ten thousand years ago, my husband and I were traveling in the human world. When we came to a valley, suddenly..."

The heaven and earth seemed to be disturbed by an invisible giant hand. Dark clouds rolled in and out like ferocious beasts, covering the entire sky tightly.

Thunder roared as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. Every flash of lightning instantly illuminated the dark valley bottom, reflecting the precarious scene in the valley due to wind and rain.

The bean-sized raindrops, accompanied by strong winds, shot towards the earth like sharp arrows, knocking down the trees in the valley and causing their branches and leaves to fly everywhere.

Ye Chenyang reacted instantly and realized that there must be someone or something nearby undergoing a thunder tribulation. He settled Long Yiqiu down and went to check it out alone.

At the same time, a little squirrel was shivering on a boulder in the valley. It was soaked and its hair was disheveled. Facing this terrifying thunderbolt, its small body burst out with an amazing desire to survive.

It raised its head, its eyes full of determination and fear, its limbs trembling, but it still stood stubbornly, trying to resist the deadly thunders.

The first bolt of thunder struck the little squirrel with a loud bang. The powerful electric current hit the little squirrel and sent its tiny body flying several feet away. It fell heavily to the ground, and a shallow pit was created on the stone.

It struggled to get up, its hair smelling burnt, but before it could catch its breath, the second bolt of thunder came roaring.

The little squirrel leaped with all his might, emitting a faint spiritual light from its body, trying to resist, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and was severely suppressed by the power of the thunder.

As time went by, the little squirrel's resistance became weaker and weaker. Its spiritual power was about to be exhausted, its body was covered with wounds, and every breath was accompanied by painful convulsions.

Finally, a most powerful thunderbolt struck heavily, and the little squirrel had no time to dodge and was completely enveloped by this force.

It let out a faint whine, and its body instantly collapsed under the impact of the thunder. Its three souls and seven spirits seemed to be shattered, and its consciousness gradually became blurred. There was only darkness before its eyes, and despair drowned it like a tide.

Just when the little squirrel was about to be reduced to ashes, a purple figure dropped from the sky like a meteor and instantly appeared in front of the little squirrel.

It was Ye Chenyang who arrived in time. His purple robes fluttered in the storm, and his body emanated a soft yet powerful light, as if incompatible with the violent power of heaven and earth.

He looked calm and steady, his deep eyes revealing unquestionable confidence and composure. He raised his hand and waved it lightly. An invisible spiritual power barrier instantly unfolded, covering the little squirrel.

The thunder from the sky hit the barrier heavily, making a deafening sound and stirring up layers of spiritual power ripples, but it could not move any further and hurt the little squirrel in the slightest.

Ye Chenyang looked at the raging thunder with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He stretched out a finger, and powerful spiritual power gathered at his fingertips, and a bright light appeared in an instant.

This spiritual power was like a sharp sword, cutting through the sky and piercing straight into the thunder. In an instant, the power of the thunder was disintegrated by the power of this finger, the dark clouds began to slowly dissipate, and the thunder gradually subsided.

The little squirrel, which had been unconscious, regained some consciousness under the protection of Ye Chenyang's spiritual power.

In its daze, it only saw a tall figure standing in front of it, emitting a soft but powerful light. It couldn't see the face clearly, but it could feel the peace of mind brought by this power.

It knew that it was this person who saved it.

Ye Chenyang looked at the dying little squirrel and frowned slightly. He squatted down and held the little squirrel in his palm, and a gentle spiritual power slowly flowed from his palm into the little squirrel's body.

This spiritual power was like a clear spring, nourishing the hamster's damaged meridians and soul, and repairing its scarred body. As Ye Chenyang continued to inject spiritual power, the little squirrel's injuries gradually improved.

Ye Chenyang passed on a bit of his own cultivation to the little squirrel to ensure that it would not leave hidden dangers in the future. After doing all this, Ye Chenyang stood up, gently placed the little squirrel on the ground, turned around and left.

Su Xiang was shocked after hearing this and said, "Oh my goodness! Ye Chenyang even gave it a bit of his own cultivation. Is this really too exaggerated?"

Long Yiqiu raised her hand and pinched his earlobe, saying with a smile, "My husband's cultivation is unfathomable, so sharing this little bit of cultivation is nothing, you are just surprised."

Su Xiang curled his lips: "Tsk~ That squirrel is really lucky. It successfully survived the thunder tribulation, and it has a little bit of Ye Chenyang's cultivation power in its body. It will be difficult for it not to become stronger in the future."

"Of course." Long Yiqiu raised his chin with great pride, "My husband is amazing, isn't he?"

"Not Powerful."

"Ah! My husband is the most powerful one, how come he is not powerful anymore?" Long Yi Qiu was anxious.

"Yes, yes, no matter how powerful he was, he was beaten to ashes by your sister Long Huayuan, right? Not even a trace of him was left."

Hearing this, Long Yiqiu lowered her head, like a deflated ball, and said deflatedly: "My husband must still be alive. He won't die so easily."

"Haha, even if Ye Chenyang is still alive, he would be pissed to death if he knew you were doing this and that behind his back."

Long Yiqiu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He stood up from Su Xiang's arms and said confidently, "Bah! You are the one who is messing around! It was obviously you who flirted with me first, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet."

"Hey, you dare to talk back? I think you are too soft-skinned." Su Xiang said, rolling up his sleeves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Long Yiqiu ran away. Su Xiang chased him relentlessly from behind, and the two of them chased each other.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan were eating the ice cream in their hands with big mouthfuls, and they had no idea how many boxes they had finished. They looked at the two men chasing each other with confused faces.

"Wow!" Tuantuan suddenly shouted, threw away the empty box in his hand, and shouted excitedly to Long Yiqiu, "Mom, run! Come on, Mom!"