The Modified Rakshasa Nine Trials!

"What about the Destruction God King? Are you confident?" Qian Renxue turned her head to look at Ye Qiu and asked slowly.

"Do you even need to ask that?" Ye Qiu smiled and stopped, crouching down to pick up Ye Ling'er. He looked at Qian Renxue and said firmly, "For the sake of our child, no matter what, I have to be!"

"What do you mean, our child?" Qian Renxue furrowed her dark brows and glanced at the grinning Ye Ling'er, a strange feeling stirring in her heart.

"We'll have children of our own someday, won't we?" Ye Qiu slowly reached toward Qian Renxue's waist, gently wrapping his arm around it as he said softly, "Besides... how does Ling'er not count as our child?"

"Ling'er, don't you think so?" Ye Qiu said, then turned to ask Ye Ling'er.

"Yeah, yeah!" Ye Ling'er nodded again and again, very sensibly. As she spoke, she reached out with both hands and cupped Qian Renxue's tender face. "Ling'er is Aunt Xue's child too. Aunt Xue is Ling'er's mama! Haha... mwah!"

"..."

Qian Renxue froze, but not because of the wetness on her face. Ye Ling'er had kissed her many times before, and she herself had once been unable to resist tasting that tender little face that carried the scent of milk. It was not some great matter. What truly moved her was the word "mama" from Ye Ling'er's mouth.

She was not yet twenty-seven, and she had rarely ever said that word herself, let alone been called it by anyone. The moment Ye Ling'er spoke, the maternal love in her heart overflowed. A faint blush hung on her face, and her snow-white features were filled with a shallow smile.

Everything she had lacked in childhood seemed to be filled in this moment, even showing