"Yes!" Hua Bo nodded and glanced at Yingxue on the bed, feeling distressed.
This girl is very gentle and kind.
The most important thing is that only she can calm Zhu Ying, a violent beast, so that he will not lose himself in the struggle for power.
In order to revive her, Zhu Ying called in countless doctors to treat her, but they were all helpless.
In the end, they only learned one way, which was to find the Spiritual Heart Fruit and refine the Jingxin Pill to have a chance of recovering Yingxue.
Now that the Spiritual Heart Fruit is available, there is a lack of someone who can refine the Meditation Pill.
Although they knew that the only person who could refine the Jingxin Pill was Huai Sheng, a fifth-grade alchemist under the second prince's sect, Zhu Ying would not trust the second prince.
Snap!
After listening to the message, Luo Xiaoman casually crushed the jade pendant to eliminate the traces of the divine mark.
"Xiao Man, what are you going to do?" Mo Yuan looked at her deeply, his childish face showing a hint of indifference, with no emotional fluctuations visible.
From the analysis of the transmission just now, it seems that the third prince is not as bad as imagined, but also a love-struck type.
Although he is a bit cold and arrogant, but born in the emperor's family, which royal family member does not have a little bit of arrogance
It is rare for him to be able to do this for his beloved.
Especially the sentence from the beginning, if you want to steal the Spiritual Heart Fruit, you have to step over my body.
At that time, he thought that Zhu Ying was a treasure-loving person, but now that he thought about it, he was worthy of respect.
"What do I want to do?" Luo Xiaoman stretched, yawned, and said softly, "I want to go to bed."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep directly.
Mo Yuan was slightly startled. This little guy really slept whenever he wanted, and didn't choose any place at all.
He shook his head with a wry smile, then picked up Luo Xiaoman and placed him on the bed.
Although he wanted to continue hugging her, his hands were a little numb now.
"Xiao Ling!!"
As soon as he entered the Xumi space, Luo Xiaoman started shouting.
"Hey, here we come." Little Ling excitedly walked over, licking her smiling face and said, "Little master, what are your orders?"
"Huh?" Luo Xiaoman frowned, feeling that this little guy was weird, "What happened to you today? You seem to have suddenly changed?"
Xiao Ling's expression froze, and she immediately threw herself at Luo Xiaoman's feet, "Little master, please take care of your son."
"Xiaolong? What's wrong with him?"
"He He… "
"Yes, what's wrong?"
At this moment, the dragon crystal suddenly appeared and dangled in front of Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling felt as if he had seen a ghost, and quickly hid behind Luo Xiaoman, "He always rubs against me, here and there."
"Isn't this great?" Luo Xiaoman raised his hand, touched the dragon crystal, and said with a smile, "This proves that you two have a good relationship."
"What a fart!" Xiao Ling gritted his teeth and said, "If it's just a little bit, I don't care, but he still absorbs my spiritual energy."
"Look at everyone, they've all lost weight." As he said that, he pinched his belly.
Luo Xiaoman blinked and looked at Xiao Ling. Haha, he is really not as round as before.
"Well, it's good to lose weight. You were too fat before."
"Ah!! I, I cry!!"
With a roar, the little spirit ran to the elixir garden and squatted down, then hugged his knees with one hand and drew circles on the ground with one finger.
I originally thought that the little master would help me, but who knew that mother and son are in the same group? This is the rhythm of falling out of favor.
(End of chapter)