Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

He didn't rush to look down at the things in his hands, but raised his heel and walked forward two steps with Chu Ci.

Then she watched the little girl wearing a warm color, holding the long-necked pot in her hand, and using spiritual energy to walk quickly to a field a little further away, and then squatted down to fiddle with the green spirit plants.

Bai Xingjian stopped, and glanced down at the pill he was holding in his hand.

Then frowned.

The spiritual energy aura of this pill is quite familiar to Bai Xingjian.

Although the level of this pill is relatively low, compared to those vegetables, kitchen utensils and the like, the ancestors are more familiar with these things.

So I also recognized what kind of pill it was, but the pill in my hand was obviously an improved version, because the spiritual power contained in it was stronger, and the pattern was different from the usual pill.

Moreover, the refinement of those pill to that extent is already the limit, but the pill in hand has broken through that limit.

After all, it is quite difficult to make a pill to break through a limit. Even if Bai Xingjian doesn't know the pill, he still has some understanding of this aspect of the pill.

And this pill was given by the little girl, plus the gesture of the little girl raising her hand just now.

The ancestors naturally brought in the little girl's strange fire that could shake the world, so he was quite wary of strangers.

Well, it should be.

The ancestor nodded, thinking in his heart, he succeeded in making his previous abnormal actions and words transparent to the edge, and then he squeezed the low-level high-quality pill in his hand and walked towards the little girl.

The old ancestor has a handsome face and white clothes. The clothes are not robes, but more like ordinary clothes. The corners of the clothes are embroidered with silver silk threads.

The expression is slightly serious, the boss seems to be walking with wind, and he looks even more breezy.

Of course, if the dust on his cheeks can be wiped off... it would be even better.

Chu Ci squatted in the field, turned his head and glanced at him, his expression was a little dazed, then the corners of his lips twitched, and some speechlessly stood up, still holding a few spiritual grass in his hands.

Watching him walk over with the pill, he spoke.

The voice was soft and complaining a little bit, "Can't you wipe things off your face?"

Although there is no one here, you can't walk around Linggu with a face that just exploded the kitchen, right?

Bai Xingjian didn't speak, just looking at Chu Ci.

The expression looked a little dazed, and there seemed to be no reaction.

Then frowned and wiped his face with his hand.

It looks like a small animal.

Then he looked down at the marks on his sleeve, his expression looked a little silent.

Chu Ci stood up helplessly, reduced the pot in his hand, holding the two spirit grasses in his hand, walked up to him, looked up at him, and looked helpless, "Are you a waste of life?"

No matter how everything needs to be done by others.

She pinched a curse and threw it on him. Looking at the renewed ancestor, Chu Ci nodded with satisfaction, handed him the thing in his hand, blinking, "Help me get it."

The ancestor who was successfully baptized by the little girl's cleaning curse was also in a good mood, holding the two spiritual plants and nodding, "Okay."

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value +3, currently 30. ’

The little girl walked in front, Bai Xingjian followed behind, still holding the spiritual grass in her hand.