273. Tears Run: I Don’t Want to Lay a Nest of Snake Eggs 10
Because from the conversation between Xuanyuan Xuantian and Jimo Junyu, she also roughly knew that these two men were worried that she would not be able to successfully conceive a demon baby.
To live or not to live, this question is still too early.
She didn't want to dwell on those painful things. What she wanted to know most now was Xuanyuan Xuantian's specific plan to get back the Heart of Jimo.
I originally thought that it would be a very simple matter to return the Heart of Jimo in the hands of the Jimo Immortal.[
But after hearing what Jimo Junyu meant, it seemed that this woman named Jimo Xianxian was nowhere to be found.
In such a vast world, how can they find her?
Ling Xiaotu thought about it again and again and decided to put the questions in her heart into words.
"How are you going to find Jimo Immortal?"
Xuanyuan Xuantian said,
"No need to look for it, someone will tell us."
"Who?" Ling Xiaotu asked curiously!
Xuanyuan Xuantian stopped talking. He turned to look at the little carrot demon sitting on the sofa happily watching TV.
it?
Ling Xiaotu was a little surprised?
It's just a little carrot monster, and it doesn't have the sense of smell of a police dog. How can it help them find it?
The little carrot demon is holding the TV in one hand and the computer in the other. The green shoots of the head are stretching out green stems and veins, as if they are absorbing nutrients from these two machines.
"The amount of information it has absorbed in the past few days is equivalent to a living Baidu." Xuanyuan Xuantian left his seat and walked towards the place where the little carrot demon was.
Oh, little carrot demon = Du Niang?!
This equation is quite interesting!
"Get up." Cold words came out of Xuanyuan Xuantian's mouth, and he turned off the noisy TV.
The little radish demon quietly took back the messy branches and leaves that had been scattered around, and turned back into its little fat hands, like an obedient little radish.
It looked at Xuanyuan Xuantian with a frightened expression, and hurriedly called for help to Ling Xiaotu’s mother,
"Mommy! What's wrong?"[
The sad expression, the resentful tone, and the true and false words made Ling Xiaotu's heart move unconsciously.
This guy was acting coquettishly. Ling Xiaotu walked to it in a few steps and stroked it, telling it not to be afraid...