Chapter 70
Nursery rhymes returned to the valley before dawn.

She came to Feng Qingcheng's room and picked up the baby from her hands.

"What do you want to do when you come here at this time?" Although Feng Qingcheng's gaze was still vigilant, she didn't come forward again.

After being beaten and scolded by nursery rhymes last time, her attitude towards nursery rhymes has improved a lot.

"What's his name?" Tong Yao asked while teasing the baby in her arms.

Feng Qingcheng froze for a moment, then remained silent.

"I said, after such a long time, you haven't given him a name yet, have you?"

"Wuqing, his name is Wuqing." Feng Qingcheng said coldly.

"Wuqing, this name doesn't sound good. It sounds like it has something to do with Wuyan." Nursery rhyme pouted with some dissatisfaction, "Well, it's Yin time now, so I'll call you A Yin from now on."

As she said that, Tong Yao stretched out a finger to poke and poke on his face, and little A Yin began to chuckle.

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingcheng glared angrily, "Why should you name my son?"

"Ah, by the way, if you don't tell me, I've already forgotten the purpose of coming here," Tong Yao looked away from the little boy and landed on Feng Qingcheng.

Although there was a smile on his face, the look in his eyes was extremely serious, "I'm going to take your son away. In the next five years, if you dare to be unfavorable to Mo Wuyan," Tong Yao stretched out his hand to tease himself The little boy in his arms, "Although little A Yin is very cute, I will still attack..."

"So, Feng Qingcheng, in the next five years, I will be by Mo Wuyan's side, please be cautious in your words and deeds..." Tong Yao stretched out her right hand, her five fingers clasped into claws, and stopped at A Yin's neck.

But little A Yin was still reading nursery rhymes, giggling.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were cracked, she thought, she thought that the nursery rhyme had a little sincerity towards his son, but...

But seeing the condensed smile on the corner of her mouth at this time, and the piercing coldness in her eyes, Feng Qingcheng subconsciously felt the killing intent.

When she was an agent, she would face killing intent every day.

The nursery rhyme is not a joke, she will really do it.

"Tong Yao, give me back my son!" Feng Qingcheng held up the soft sword she had been hiding in her belt, and was about to stab Tong Yao.

And before taking a few steps, Feng Qingcheng was stopped by several men in black who appeared out of thin air in this room.

"Don't worry, five years later, when I see Mo Wuyan who is safe and sound, I will return him to you. At that time, whether you name him Youqing or Wuqing, I will not care about it anymore."

After finishing speaking, Tong Yao held the little baby in her arms and walked out without saying goodbye to anyone in the Valley of Silence.

After leaving the valley, not long after, all the hidden guards she had arranged in the valley came out with her.

And after the hidden guards of the nursery rhyme left the valley, a white mist suddenly rose outside the Wuyan Valley. In the white mist, the trees, flowers and plants outside the valley kept moving in a way that contained some kind of avenue.

After several changes, the exit of Wuyan Valley disappeared in front of my eyes.

Tong Yao looked at all this, and unlike the shocked expressions of the guards, she squinted her eyes and smiled.

Tsk, it turns out that there is such a mysterious formation outside.

No wonder Wei Zhaoyi searched for so long, but couldn't find it here.

However, back then, I was able to find them based on the footprints of Eleven and Sister Na Yue, and then successfully entered the valley, it was really...

Quite, good, luck, gas, too!
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So, from the beginning, I was paying attention to our family rumors, but in the end I pretended not to be familiar with it, Mo Wuyan was really quite boring at first XD
(End of this chapter)

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