Xiaoyao followed Meng Yao and Yongjila to a corner of the grave group and saw a purple figure with a big pearl on his head, which reflected a beautiful light under the moonlight, but his face was not so good, with a slight purple hint. Beside it was a boy in white clothes. The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, lying on the ground, covered in soil, frowning, fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and a slightly purple face.

Seeing the little boy, Meng Yao and Yongjila rushed over quickly. Meng Yao spoke nervously to the jumping pig, hoping to get some information from the jumping pig's mouth. Yongjila quickly returned to the boy's side, looking at Xiaoyao with a hint of pleading in his eyes. Xiaoyao felt the meow in his arms move uncomfortablely, coughed lightly, stopped, took out a small bag of powdery medicine from his backpack, sprinkled it onto Meow Meow and the big needle bee. Seeing that they were much more comfortable, they quickly walked up.

Xiaoyao came to the front of Tiaotiao Pig and Meng Yao and sprinkled the powder on them. Tiaotiao Pig looked at Xiaoyao with caution. When the powder was sprinkled on him, a beautiful blue light appeared on the pearls on Tiaotiao Pig's head, as if to prevent the powder from sprinkling on him. Xiaoyao frowned gently and watched the Dream Fairy scream at Tiaotiao Pig, and then the powder was sprinkled on him reluctantly. However, the alert in his eyes did not disappear, but became more and more solemn.

Xiaoyao didn't care. He coughed lightly and came to the boy's side, sprinkled the powder on Yongjila's body. He looked at the trace of purple on Yongjila's face and then let out a sigh of relief and observed the boy's condition. Meow meow quickly jumped out of Xiaoyao's arms, photographed the side of the worried dream demon, screamed softly, stretched out comfortably, and screamed in comfort, while the big needle bee looked around with alert, as if afraid of an elf attack.

Xiaoyao looked at the tears on the boy's face, his eyes stuttered slightly, and he sighed lightly. Inadvertently, he saw the boy holding a elves ball in his hand, tightly storing it. Although the elves ball was nothing special, just ordinary red and white, Xiaoyao could feel that this was not a bargain sold on the market. He raised the boy's eyelids and looked at the boy's tongue. Xiaoyao frowned gently, touched the boy's forehead, shook his head gently, and signaled Yong Kira to take some

When the water came, he took out a pill from his pocket and put it into the boy's mouth. Just as the pill was about to enter his mouth, a black figure rushed towards Xiaoyao quickly. Even the big needle bee didn't react. So a purple protective cover appeared in front of Xiaoyao, barely blocking the attack. The elf was bounced out, shook his head gently, and shouted loudly, with a hint of threat in his eyes. It seemed as if warning Xiaoyao not to hurt his master.

The big needle bee looked at the Dark Crow that suddenly attacked, screamed, and took a vigilant posture. The situation became nervous instantly. Just when Xiaoyao frowned and wanted them not to make trouble, Yongjila walked up carefully, handed the water to Xiaoyao, and then shouted softly at the Dark Crow, with a hint of fear in his voice, but the Dark Crow's body froze slightly, as if there was a demonic ghost behind him, quickly flew to a branch, watching quietly, not daring to make any moves, as if he was integrated with the Dark Night.

Xiaoyao carefully sent the water to the boy's mouth, asked the boy to swallow the pills, gently put him flat, patted the soil on his body, coughed lightly, shook his head gently at the Meng Yao who rushed over worriedly, and said, "It's okay, it's just that the air of the volcano sent to the gods at night contains a small amount of toxins, and, cough cough, the temperature is relatively low, and he was too sad, because of the combined effect of these factors, he fell into a coma. However, he had already taken the medicine and woke up in a while, so don't worry!" As he said that, Xiaoyao felt a hint of chill coming from his back and subconsciously tightened his clothes.

Xiaoyao subconsciously looked at the tombstone next to the boy, and then the bright moonlight. Although he couldn't see clearly, the words on it were still extremely clear. Xiaoyao's eyes paused slightly, Xianglelin, isn't this his best friend whom his mother had been talking to him? Looking at the boy's black hair, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart. Xiaoyao subconsciously took out the communicator from his pocket, looked at the time, shook his head gently, it was dawn soon, and call his mother to talk about this matter when it dawn.

After a while, the boy woke up and saw Xiaoyao, his eyes were slightly stunned. Looking at the elf ball in his hand, a trace of his back flashed in his eyes, he stood up, knelt in place, quietly, without saying a word. Xiaoyao looked at Yongjila, Dream Demon, Jumping Pig, Dark Crow, and a poisonous rose hidden in the grass quickly came to the boy. With a hint of worry in his eyes, Xiaoyao coughed lightly, walked to the boy's side, and said lightly: "You have just woken up, you should have a good rest!"

The boy lowered his head and said nothing, like a walking corpse who had lost his soul. Xiaoyao frowned slightly and said, "If your mother knew that you would not hesitate to lose her body for her, she would not be happy!" The boy seemed to have been touched by Xiaoyao, and shouted, jumped up, clenched his fist with his right hand, and hit Xiaoyao hard. Xiaoyao forgot to attack because he was not prepared, but fortunately, he had a protective gear and was not hurt. He only heard the boy shouting wildly: "You are not allowed to say mother, you are not allowed to say mother..." As he said that, he harshly the light emitted by Xiaoyao's protective gear.

Xiaoyao coughed lightly and said lightly: "Look at what you look like!" The boy was slightly stunned and said lightly: "Look at your body full of dust and your hair is messy, and there is no trace of vitality and vitality that a child should have!"

The boy looked at Xiaoyao angrily and shouted loudly: "This has nothing to do with you!"

Xiaoyao coughed lightly and said lightly: "Look at your elves, their eyes are full of worry and care!" The boy was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at his elves. Seeing his elves turn his head in a hurry, looking around, his heart full of guilt.

Xiaoyao coughed lightly and said lightly: "The cycle of life and death is a normal thing. Your mother must be very gentle and beautiful!" Seeing the boy lowering his head and not saying a word, Xiaoyao coughed lightly and said lightly: "Then she will definitely ascend to heaven and turn into a star, guide you with her brilliance and protect you until you find your own happiness!" Looking at the boy lowering his head, Xiaoyao shook his head gently, patted his shoulder and said, "Go, say goodbye to your mother so that she can leave with peace of mind!"

Xiaoyao ignored the gratitude in the boy's eyes, listened to the little boy who claimed to be Shuoming promised his mother that he would take good care of himself and not worry about his mother. He reached out and hugged Meow Meow who jumped into Xiaoyao's arms, and a faint smile appeared on his face, looking forward to the rapid arrival of Dawn, because Xiaoyao was thinking about home.
Chapter completed!