Chapter 1696 Little Red~
Xi Yue picked up the fruit of the Buddha, strung it into a necklace with gold silk, and hung it around her neck.
The originally cold seed epidermis exuded a warm and soft breath when it touched her skin. It's like the familiar person never left, always guarding her.
The little red bird flew over, flapping its wings, and stopped on Xiyue's shoulder, "Little girl... um, okay, Xiyue, what happens when the space becomes like this~ Chirp? This bird master likes it very much, Just fix it~ 啾~"
Xi Yue shook her head and said, "I just read the general outline. There is a warning on the last page of the general outline that the space has been seriously damaged and needs to enter the self-repair stage. And this stage will take a long time unless we can find materials to repair it. ."
"Xiaohong, I plan to temporarily close the space to reduce the loss of spiritual power here, so that it can better repair itself. What about you? Stay here or go out with me?"
Going out means that there is no way to enter the space in a short time, and there is no way to take things out of the space.
But the little red bird didn't hear Xi Yue's question at all, the bird feathers all over his body exploded, and he said angrily: "You are the little red, and your whole family is little red. I am the divine bird, did the divine bird hear? Tweet Tweet~~ Is Xiaohong's name like this idiot worthy of me?"
Xi Yue tilted her head and thought for a while, "Then call you Hong Hong? Little bird? Red bird?"
Little Red Bird: "..." Tweet, ah, with this little girl, its bird life is hopeless, woo woo~
Xi Yue turned around and touched the small purple bud on the ground.
This is the seedling of Ziming Youluo. It is the only one who is still alive in this battle, except for the little red bird.
However, he was also injured a little bit, so he's a little slack now.
"Xiao Zi, you stay here to recuperate..."
Before Xi Yue's words were finished, Zi Ming You Luo shook violently.
No, no, it has to follow the master, it has to protect the master!
The expression on Xi Yue's face became more gentle, and what else should I say, a purple vine suddenly rose from the young seedling and landed in front of Xi Yue.
"This is..." Xi Yue picked up the purple vine, and when his consciousness moved, it immediately shrank very small and hid it in Xi Yue's sleeve.
This is the clone of Ziming Youluo. It is almost as invulnerable as the main body. It can be swallowed and can create an enchantment. However, unlike Ziming Youluo, this clone is unconscious. By analogy, it is more like a A sword, a whip, not a living magic plant.
After the purple vines were separated, the already wilted purple seedlings became even more listless. But Xiyue could feel that it was very happy and excited.
Xi Yue carefully collected the purple vines, gently stroked the purple seedlings, and the endlessly revolving true essence slowly circulated, "Xiao Zi, thank you!"
"Chirp chirp~~" The little red bird flew around, making meaningless calls.
The space became noisy, but Xiyue still felt very big and lonely.
There is no Eggy calling her mother coquettishly, no Xiaodu Niu foolishly following behind, no Xiaojinlong calling herself the deity, no Xiaochi's clear eyes looking at her and calling her sister...
The originally beautiful and clear space has also turned into a slump at this time, as if it is carrying Xi Yue's grief and longing.
Xi Yue closed her eyes, but there were no tears in her eyes.
She glanced at Xuanxiao Palace again, where all her relatives and friends lay.