It has been a day and a night, even with spiritual power and other powers, this body is only a talent with three spiritual roots, and it has not yet been fasted, so it is unavoidable to be a little tired.
The little red dumpling in his arms was sleeping soundly, unusually stable, not affected by the outside environment at all.
Even that ferocious beast has been cooked by Chu Ci several times, and he didn't respond at all.
The spirit expelling grass was finally found at the end of the second day.
In such a deep mountain and old forest, unless a sword like the one before was born, with auspicious signs and auspicious clouds, basically no one would come here.
The place where the Exorcism Sword was born still had a strong spiritual force, and the surrounding area was turned a little messy, or it wasn't turned, but it was the trace of a fight.
Chu Ci frowned slightly when he saw the traces on the ground, which were actually fresh, and then began to search for the traces of the spirit exorcising grass.
Cha Bai is also helping to scan this area.
In the end, it was found by digging under the place where the Exorcism Sword was born.
It is estimated that the Exorcism Sword flew out from the ground, and brought out a clod of soil to cover up the poor little spirit grass that had been growing slowly beside it. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.
Moreover, this little spirit grass looks pitiful, covered with soil and already a little wilted, it is estimated that it will really be impossible to find it after a while.
Chu Ci carefully dug out this little spirit grass, and gave it a little spiritual power. Watching it slowly stretch its body, it seemed to be very comfortable, Chu Ci blinked his eyes, bowed his head He looked at the drowsy Wen Jing who was sleeping in his arms.
This grass... What's the matter, is it stuffed into his mouth
While pinching this grass and thinking about these unreliable operations, the little ball of hair in his arms trembled slightly, finally reacting.
His ears trembled slightly, his consciousness gradually returned, his golden-red eyes slowly opened with a misty look, and his little paw subconsciously raised to touch the tip of his nose.
The surroundings are very warm, and the warmth is a bit unusual, as if there is something soft and warm behind him.
Wen Jing: ...
After Wen Jing realized what kind of position he was in now, and where was the soft, fragrant place behind him, his eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes were instantly clear.
He raised his head to meet the little girl's eyes.
The little girl's eyes are still bright, but she looks a little tired, and in just one or two days, the little girl looks a lot embarrassed, and there is still a scar on her cheek, a little bit of blood oozing out .
On the little girl's white, tender and lovely cheeks, it was particularly obtrusive. It was the scar that was accidentally scratched by a tree branch after Chu Ci handled a certain beast.
Wen Jing's golden-red eyes became dangerous in an instant, and his spiritual consciousness had recovered two-thirds in the previous few days. He jumped out of Chu Ci's arms, and before Chu Ci could react, A big hand wrapped around Chu Ci's waist.
Pulling Chu Ci into his arms, a tall and handsome man with loose black hair was wearing a white coat that was taken out of the space after his transformation just now, revealing his strong chest loosely.
There was a trace of laziness and danger in the voice, and the eyes seemed to be joking and serious, asking in a low voice.
"Cibao, who is bullying you?"