The brows were slightly frowned, and a strand of black hair between the temples suddenly turned pale.
Controlling Marshmallow, and with the power of Beisong, Xia Qiu finally rushed out, got rid of the entanglement of the swamp tornado, and landed safely on the wetland on the bank of the swamp.
Marshmallow was listless, before Xia Qiu opened his mouth, he retracted the space ring to recuperate, and Xia Qiu looked at Beisong, "Master, I almost thought we couldn't make it through!"
Heart full of joy for the rest of her life, Xia Qiu couldn't help saying, but seeing Bei Song's hanging white hair, she choked on her words again.
"Master, your white hair... what's wrong?"
"Huh?" Looking back, Beisong looked at Xia Qiu with a dazed expression.
The look of looking at her seemed to be looking at someone else through her, but after a while he came back to his senses.
"It's nothing, the spiritual power has been exhausted, just rest for a while." Beisong replied warmly.
Will the consumption of spiritual power make people's hair gray
Did the injection of spiritual power just now consume Beisong's vitality? With a heartbeat, Xia Qiu suddenly thought of something...
"Mama... don't save him, his breath is so annoying!"
Subtle spiritual thoughts fluctuated from the belly again.
Xia Qiu was stunned, Lingquan, can he really save Beisong? Then, should she be saved...
"Baby, what kind of smell does he hate?" Xia Qiu asked tentatively.
"It was pitch black, covering his face, it stinks to death!" The subtle spiritual thought was full of disgust.
It's pitch black... Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xia Qiu looked carefully at Beisong's wrist again, his heart tightened, and strange black lines had spread across the back of Beisong's hand.
Previously, Beisong clearly had no cultivation base, but at this moment, the majestic aura on his body was like an ancient pine in the sky, and Xia Qiu could feel that oppression without using divine thoughts.
"Master, take a rest and recover for a while." Xia Qiu lowered his eyes and took out a jade bottle from the space ring.
There is nothing special about the white jade bottle, but it contains the space spirit spring diluted by Xia Qiu. The spirit spring water is excellent for restoring physical and spiritual power. Even if it is diluted, the effect is far better than that of the fourth-order moisturizing pill.
Taking the white jade bottle, Beisong smelled it and knew it was the spiritual liquid for restoring physical strength, and immediately drank it down.
"Ma Ma... Hmph, the baby is going to starve to death." Complaining dissatisfiedly, as if angry with her, she protested with her subtle divine sense.
"Hey, what do you want to eat?" Seeing that Bei Song's face suddenly changed, he was practicing cross-legged on the ground.
Xia Qiu took out a set of protective restraint cloth from the space ring, and put it around her body, and passed it on to the baby.
"Rourou, the baby wants to eat meat! Lots of meat! Delicious meat!" A cheerful divine thought.
But Xia Qiu was a little embarrassed at the moment. She had never eaten meat since she came from Shukuo. The baby in her stomach is still in the egg. Now she doesn't know where she is. There is not even a living thing. Where can I get meat for it
"Mama has a lot of delicious fruit here, you eat it first, and it's very dangerous here, you hurry back to the space, or I'll lock you up with the demon flower."
After passing the swamp, there was a black mist in front of her. Beisong was still awake, so she didn't dare to take a step.
The baby stayed in her womb, even though he was concerned about its safety, Xia Qiu was still afraid that he might hurt it if he was not careful.
"Ma Ma bad..." muttered, but seemed to compromise, the egg was hidden in the demon flower greenhouse, and disappeared into Xia Qiu's belly in a flash.
And Xia Qiu looked into the natal space again, and on the small piece of ground that she mixed with the soil before, the kind of spiritual fruit that has grown up is now full of fruit.
But once the little guy arrived in his natal space, he was at ease. The spirit fruit on the fruit tree seemed to be conscious of himself, and flew towards the demon flower, and the demon flower opened a mouth, and the spirit fruit entered, and the demon flower shrank as if it wanted to swallow it.
Letting go of his mind for the time being, Xia Qiu's divine sense withdrew from his natal space, Beisong's aura was gradually waking up, and it was obvious that his cultivation was coming to an end.