In the sky.
Laozi looked at Qin Hong, who was constantly wiping tears on his robes, and could not help feeling a wave of disgust.
Damn it, these clothes were made from the finest materials. Now that this brat had messed them up, he would have to change again!
Still, Laozi did not show it. He merely gently patted Qin Hong's little head and comforted him.
"Good boy, Hong'er, don't be afraid!"
"With Eldest Uncle here, I'll definitely stand up for you!"
Hearing Laozi's words, Qin Hong immediately raised his head, his large eyes brimming with tears as he looked at Laozi.
"Thank you, Eldest Uncle!"
"You're the best, Eldest Uncle!"
"Lady Nuwa..."
Jumping out of Laozi's arms, Qin Hong threw himself straight into Nuwa's embrace. He rubbed his little head against her, buried his face in her chest, and burst into tears.
"Waaah, Lady Nuwa, Hong'er almost never got to see you again..."
"They wanted to kill me! I was scared to death!"
"Lady Nuwa, you have to protect Hong'er..."
"If Hong'er gets killed by them, Lady Nuwa, you'll become a widow... waaah!"
"They're trying to make Lady Nuwa a widow!"
Holy shit!
That was incredible!
In an instant, Qin Hong had utterly ruined the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield.
As for Nuwa, her face turned green, and she nearly fell out of the sky.
"Hong'er!"
Nuwa scoffed.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You little brat, instead of focusing on cultivation every day, all you think about is this ridiculous stuff!"
As she spoke, Nuwa poked Qin Hong's forehead with her slender jade finger.
Facing Nuwa's questioning, Qin Hong gazed at her earnestly with his big eyes.
"It's not Hong'er's fault. Lady Nuwa is just too beautiful. If Hong'er goes a day without thinking about you,