Murong Wan was unwilling to give in, so she simply picked up the flower basket on the side and threw the dagger in it. Well, it was really gorgeous and eye-catching, and the depression in her chest disappeared without a trace.
"Mom, are you sure you don't want this sword?" Xiaobao approached his little mother and asked.
"Confirm and sure, I have it." Murong Wan raised her pink arm and handed the short knife in her flower blue to Xiao Bao like a treasure.
Xiao Bao smiled and gently pinched Murong Wan's pink and tender face: "Mom, don't cry when you regret it."
"No way." Murong Wan looked at the flower basket in his hand, and then fixed his gaze.[
After taking a closer look, I discovered that the flower basket contained a world of flowers and an exquisite tile-roofed house. There was a sea of flowers surrounding the tile-roofed house, but only around the tiled house, it was desolate and barren.
Only then did Murong Wan come back to her senses and replied crisply: "Xiaobao, do you think it's strange here? It's bare outside, there's nothing, there are only flowers and grass in the corners of the tile-roofed house."
"It's true, how could this thing be placed in the pile of magical artifacts?" Xiaobao asked in confusion.
Murong Wan nodded thoughtfully: "There is no effect without a cause. There is an effect only if there is a cause. It must have its own reason for being placed in the pile of magical instruments... What is the sound?"
Murong Wan suddenly heard an animal cry and immediately hugged Xiaobao tightly.
Xiaobao listened carefully, frowned and said, "It's probably the roar of beasts coming from the direction we came from just now. Don't be afraid, mother, I will protect you."
"I can't tell who is protecting whom." As soon as Xiaobao finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something strange happening around him.
After a while, a group of small four-cornered beasts suddenly came from all directions. The one in the lead had the most peculiar appearance and was very impressive. It barked in the direction of Murong Wan.
"Xiao Bao, hide behind me." Murong Wan held a short knife in one hand and a dagger in the other, protecting Xiao Bao behind her. "I want to fight side by side with mother!" Xiao Bao was dissatisfied with Murong Wan taking the responsibility and turned to Murong Wan.
The figure from behind said loudly.
"Damn kid, be obedient. The origin of these little beasts is unknown. Logically speaking, we just walked through the beast path and there will be no more enemies. Why do they appear suddenly?" Murong Wan thought to herself.
I don't know what went wrong.
The first little beast barked twice at Murong Wan, and his eyes were fixed on the flower basket in Murong Wan's hand.
"You want this?" Murong Wan followed its line of sight and looked at the flower basket, his eyes turning twice.
If the little beast comes towards the flower basket, it means that the flower basket is a good thing. Only good things have competition, right?
The little beast barked at Murong three times, becoming more and more fierce.
Murong Wan was a little hesitant. With so many little beasts, it was a bit difficult for her to fight alone. Jade Bowl had exhausted all its spiritual energy just now, and it was impossible for that stupid guy to help her for a while.
Should she put herself and Xiaobao in danger for this dead thing?
But she really wanted to know what the flower basket was, so the little beast appeared openly and wanted to snatch it.
"Let's do this. Let's fight alone. If you can beat me, it will be yours. If not, it will be mine..." Before Murong Wan finished speaking, the little beast let out a long bark.[
As soon as its cry ended, all the little beasts rushed to Murong and her son, surrounding them.
A bloody battle began.
Murong Wan has a small body and is not ambiguous at all when it comes to taking action. She is most afraid of large objects, and this time it is a small beast, which is the kind of thing she is least afraid of.
