He Has To Be Human, Right? ! - Chapter 82

Huang Yu’s face twisted the moment he saw Ye Ying.

The Yin Qi in the air was restless and suddenly thickened. Like the smog under low pressure, it makes the conjunctiva sting and makes breathing difficult.

Ye Ying asked Huisan to lean against the stone wall, and walked over with a shovel in hand.

She has no expression, but her eyes are fierce. Combined with the battle-damaged scars, and compared to the clean and harmless girl beside Huang Xize, she looks like a Terminator.

Huang Xize was not surprised to see her appear here.

He looked at Hui San in the distance who was adjusting his breathing and healing himself, then looked back at Ye Ying, and sighed helplessly: “I realized that my words really have no weight at all.”

“No way, who made you, the leader of the fairy family, have been emptied.”

Ye Ying replied frankly, not ashamed of what she did. It’s just that when she moved the corner of her mouth, it affected the wound, and she hissed in pain.

Huang Xize looked at her with a hurt face, couldn’t help but walked towards her, and stretched out his hand to touch her: “Why did it happen like this?”

“Not your good brother Ma.” Ye Ying looked at Huang Yu angrily: “Little bitch, you are behind you…”

She pointed at the human heart behind Huang Yu, those tightly glued human bodies squirmed smoothly with the heartbeat.

Looking closely, Ye Ying was also disgusted. She paused, and continued: “… About dozens of people have been surrounded by me!”

Ye Ying spoke righteously, and shoveled the shovel on the ground: “I advise you to catch it without a fight, rat tail juice!”

Huang Xize: …Are you sure you surrounded them?

Huang Yu watched the interaction between the two, and the expression on Qingbai’s face became more gloomy, looking very terrifying.

At this moment, the bell rang overwhelmingly!

The crisp and ethereal voice is very pleasant to listen to from a distance. But when it repeats densely and rapidly, it is somewhat harsh.

Especially now, I don’t know whether it is the reverberation of the cave or the blessing of Yin Qi, the sound of the bell is like a huge wave, coming from the top. Ye Ying’s brain buzzed, and almost instantly, his eyes were blank.

The human spirit is so fragile, even if Huang Xize fuses with the green flames on her body and instantly envelops her, it still cannot completely block the yin energy in her body.

She didn’t even know if she was awake or passed out, because all consciousness became blank, only the seemingly endless sound of bells occupied all senses.

I don’t know how long it took before the tidal bell faded away. Ye Ying stood where she was, looking around blankly, as if she had been forgotten on the beach by the ebb tide.

She doesn’t remember who she is or what happened. The surrounding dazzling white light gradually settled into different colors, Ye Ying squinted her eyes, and it took a long time before her eyes focused.

This is a section of sheep intestines mountain road, which is white with flowers under the scorching sun. The trees on the side of the road were very strange. After careful identification, she found that the leaves and even the bark had been stripped off, leaving only the red and white core exposed.

Ye Ying frowned, and her eyes fell on a raised rock.

The red sun is on the head, the dead trees become forests, and there is only a small shadow under the rocks.

Although it is a shadow, it can be estimated that the ground is also scorched by the surrounding heat. Even so, under the shadow not much bigger than the bamboo basket, there were still two or three people stacked on top of each other.

Although separated by a distance, Ye Ying’s senses are unbelievably sensitive. Even if you are not very focused on capturing, everything around you is clearly reflected in your mind.

Whether it’s the air distorted by the heat, or the dying cicadas chirping on a dead tree, or the faint heartbeat from the crowd of people in the shadows.

…There was only one heartbeat, and it was extremely slow, as if it was only holding a breath, and it was about to stop forever.

Ye Ying tilted her head, feeling nothing in her heart.

This drought lasted for too long, and the field seedlings withered. Several state capitals in East China and the Central Plains have turned into red land.

The drought took away the food, the victims took away the roots and turf, and hunger, despair and Guanyin soil took their lives.

It was not the first time she had seen such a scene of dying of starvation. But what does all this have to do with her?

This is a matter for humans, not for immortals.

Without changing her face, she passed by the shadow. With a casual glance, he saw a small hand protruding from the arms of the wrinkled corpse.

Different from the cuteness brought by the general word “small”, this hand is like a dry and small chicken claw, weakly grasping the dead mother’s hand. The skin tightly wraps the bones, and the shriveled blood vessels can hardly be seen, let alone the beating of the pulse.

Ye Ying stopped for some reason.

Even beasts have a natural special affection for their cubs. This may be the instinct endowed by nature to every creature to ensure the continuation of life.

Ye Ying’s facial features wrinkled when she brought the little thing out of the pile of corpses.

This thing is… so ugly.

Skinny, like a monkey that has lost its hair, it really doesn’t fit her aesthetics.

She has never had a good impression of humans, just like other fairy families. They were too greedy and too cruel—from Thirty Thousand Lives, she had also heard about the **** massacre hundreds of years ago.

But, it’s a cub…

Ye Ying held it in one hand, squeezed the space between her eyebrows with the other hand, and finally let out a long sigh, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Only the hot wind was blowing, stirring the withered grass-like hair of the corpse under the rock.

Ye Ying carried the cub back to the fairy temple, which really shocked all the fairy families.

They gathered around, amazed, looked at Ye Ying, and at the cub.

Ye Ying was upset by what they saw, and carried the dying cub into the first floor of the fairy temple with a stinky face.

Thirty thousand years is in retreat on the third floor, and Ye Ying doesn’t know how to deal with this little thing. After thinking about it for a long time, he poured some water and a little blue flame to protect the cub from death, and then he started to be in a daze.

Human beings can’t bear the powerful mana, so they can only give it a little bit. Someone came in through the window and looked at the kid who was casually placed on the table in shock: “What they said is true, you actually picked up a kid?”

He has a pair of fox eyes. Although he has a strong physique and smooth muscles, he still unconsciously brings a bit of twinkle when looking at people: “Don’t you really hate humans?”

After a pause, he complained with resentment: “…even to Songru, you have a dead face.”

Ye Ying also looked at him with a dead face: “The point is not the star, but ‘yours’. I don’t hate her, I just hate you, Hu Fengyuan.”

Hu Fengyuan: “…”

The most direct bad breath, the most extreme enjoyment.

He was used to his partner’s paralyzed face, and when he leaned over to look at the little boy on the table, he was startled again: “This…why is it so…”

The word “ugly” was swallowed back by him. He has always been a sweet-talking fox, and he doesn’t say hurtful words, so the fairy fate is very good.

Perhaps it is for this reason that he became the only “best friend” of the ice-like Yellow Immortal, although he was named by the fox himself.

Ye Ying glanced at him, then said coldly: “What should the cub eat.”

It was clearly a question sentence, but at the end of the sentence, it fell down and turned into a cold and declarative tone.

Hu Fengyuan choked, rolled his eyes as if he had hanged himself, and thought for a long time before saying: “Humans eat everything, but this **** is so hungry…Maybe he can only drink some milk.”

Ye Ying didn’t speak any more, she just frowned at the ragged and thin cub.

Hu Fengyuan looked at his expression, and asked tentatively: “How about you go get some goat milk? But there should be no more around here. You have to go farther, preferably to the northwest. But with your mana, it should be fine to come back before dark question.”

Ye Ying turned the dead fish eyes to look at him—is that a little far away? !

That’s a few thousand miles away, okay?

Hu Fengyuan smiled brightly at her, showing his neat white teeth: “If you don’t go quickly, you won’t be able to make it in time.”

He looked up at the sunny sky: “It’s getting dark…”

“It’s getting dark.”

Ye Ying: “…”

What a nonsense, why don’t you leave it here?

With that in mind, she finally got up. I picked them all up, and I can’t let them starve to death.

She instructed: “You hang it with your power.”

Hu Fengyuan waved his hand casually: “Come on, I’ll find Songru.”

Ye Ying rolled her eyes calmly.

After this fox has a life star, he looks like a young girl, saying “My Songru” every day, which is annoying to death.

Sure enough, when he came back, it was already dark.

In the mountain world, Ye Ying ran into a boy. He looked at her and the things in her hand in shock, hesitating to speak.

Ye Ying held the sheep’s four hooves with two hands, stretched out her arms, and carried the ewe weighing more than 100 catties like a dish. This thing stinks, she frowned unbearably.

This made her feel even worse: “where’s your brother?”

“…On the first floor.” The clear-eyed boy swallowed, and finally couldn’t help asking: “Master Liu, didn’t you go to find goat milk, why…”

Why did you just get a sheep back?

Nonsense, Ye Ying glanced at Hu Fengyao coldly.

With such a long distance, is it possible to let her go to the northwest to milk milk every day? !

She ignored the boy and strode away.

The grass under my feet is soft, and it should be enough to raise a sheep. Ye Ying frowned, not feeling upset.

Why does she care about human shit? troublesome.

You should just leave that **** on the side of the road and wait…

Thinking of the pitiful appearance of the cub, Ye Ying felt that if she really threw it on the side of the road to die, it would be a crime.

She sighed resignedly, threw the sheep on the grass, and walked towards the fairy temple with a water bag of goat’s milk.

Although Hu Fengyuan has his own cave, there are many rooms in the immortal temple for the immortals to rest. The first floor is the temporary residence of the immortals, and the second floor belongs to the guardians.

However, after the death of the mountain god, there is no such thing as “protector” anymore.

The third floor…is the former residence of the mountain god.

As soon as she opened the door, Ye Ying saw the cub in the arms of the fox’s life star.

Ye Ying’s eyes were neither hot nor cold, and they fell on the cub. She should have wiped her body, she looked a lot cleaner, and she also changed clothes. Brand new, it doesn’t fit well on a skinny cub.

Songru raised her head and saw her, her demure face was frowned: “Congratulations Liu Ye, it’s a girl.”

Ye Ying: “…”

How do you say this as if the cub was born by her? !