"Want to challenge? Let brother Xuanyuan be the referee!"[
Jimo Xianxian reached out and smoothed the broken hair on her shoulders. She was really looking forward to what this tiny human being could do to her.
Xuanyuan Xuantian was silent and did not express any opinion.
"Hmm." Ling Xiaotu summoned the little carrot demon and gently touched its head and said,
"Baby, try it."
Since the little carrot demon can transmit and steal information, by the same token, it should also be able to absorb Jimo Xianxian's memory.
The white silk in Jimo Xianxian's hand rushed over and attacked Ling Xiaotu.
The round tender green hands quickly flew away and turned into long and thin vines, wrapping all the white silk threads and rebounding, instead tightly binding Jimo Xianxian.
"Ah,,,," Jimo Xianxian's originally elegant appearance suddenly became embarrassed, like a white insect wrapped in green stems and leaves. She moved around in the green leaves, so angry that she died.
What kind of demonic power is this? She was completely defenseless.
Such a small carrot head actually has such a strong ability. He is not strong, but extremely soft and difficult to deal with. He seems to be much higher than me, not on the same level at all.
After the end of the green stem reached her head, white tentacles grew out, firmly attached to Jimo Xianxian's exposed face.
The old monster that has been around for hundreds of millions of years is not just a brush.
With the same quick pull away, the little carrot demon got what he wanted in less than ten seconds.
The little carrot demon, who had absorbed a lot of information, burped loudly as soon as he came back, and let go of the Jimo Fairy!
It raised its white body, patted its chest with its small hands, and said to Ling Xiaotu,
"Mommy, this woman only thinks of muscular men, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, tall, short, fat and thin. It makes my eyes hurt. Mommy, I want to see beautiful women. Handsome men are also fine. At least they are better for my eyes than muscular men.