Ling Xiaotu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard, "What is that?"
Xuanyuan Xuantian asked, staring closely at the lock of hair.
"The things in the spell should be the source of power provided by the magic circle."
Ling Xiaotu evaded the important point and said: "It's like the battery of a mobile phone."[
Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't answer. He squinted his eyes and looked at the lock of hair. Ling Xiaotu felt that the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees.
"Then, we can buy some souvenirs before we leave." She changed the subject in a brisk tone.
"The original luxury cruise trip turned into a week of daze on the Sea of Death. This time I have to go back to China and I don't know where to go with you. I have to make up for it no matter what."
"I have decided!" the little carrot demon said with a tone of determination:
"I agree to hang out with you, but I don't want to stay in this bottle!"
"Of course." Xuanyuan Xuantian said: "It doesn't make any difference to me anyway."
"We have never planned to travel. If you can store memories within three days in your heads," Xuanyuan Xuantian said:
"You will know that we originally went to hunt monsters, and the Yin and Yang Sea was just an unexpected harvest..."
"It was an unexpected disaster." Ling Xiaotu corrected.
"Whatever." Xuanyuan Xuantian said absently, and turned to look at the lock of hair that was making a threatening sound. Ling Xiaotu quickly moved it to the sunbelt again.
"This is a monster. Don't pay attention to it. If you get it in your hand, it will disappear." He said, "I am telling the truth."
"Truth." Xuanyuan Xuantian laughed, looking at the lock of hair,
"If I catch that bastard, I will skin him directly. I probably won't have time for you to testify in court and read out the charges."
Ling Xiaotu shrugged her shoulders and accepted the ridicule which showed that she was too weak.
She's used to being a weak human being.
Perhaps because the family atmosphere here is so strong, the troubles about real identity seem very far away, almost like an illusion.
Although the trouble was surprisingly big,,,,
Thinking of these ancient memories is like recalling some distant legends.