My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 1793 2.239 Ball Sacrifice

Arbor reached for the fruit, glanced back and forth, "Ball, where are you."

There was no sound in the ball, but Xiao Shuiwa stumbled towards her leg in the bumpy space.

He stretched out two transparent little hands and hugged the corner of Qiao's skirt, urging, "Master silver master silver, you're ready to eat."

Qiao Mu also knows that his situation is very bad.

She was bitten in the arm by a senior corpse bird, and if not unexpectedly, she would be corpse within a quarter of an hour.

It's just that she can clearly feel that there is an invisible force in her body that is suppressing the corpse poison.

Although a little confused, Arbor has no time to think too much, and with the urging of Xiaoshui, hastened to swallow the fruit.

"Where is this fruit?" Qiaomu asked quickly. "Where is the ball? Why don't you see me?"

Xiao Shuiwa immediately lowered her head, and dared to answer the question.

"Where's the ball?" Qiaomu glanced through a bit of bad hunch, and he bent over and caught Xiaoshuiwa in his palm. He looked up and asked, "Tell the truth."

"Wow, just now, just the master was bitten by that thing. The ball asked Xiaotu to help me and spawn it together. Let it blossom and bear fruit soon!"

Qiao Mu stunned in his heart, "Then what? This is the holy fruit?"

She remembers that the ball once told her that the small tree can blossom and bear fruit, and the sacred fruit that it produced can at least make her progress into two levels.

Therefore, she always thought that the fruit of the ball was at best used for promotion.

But it turned out that the original can be eliminated?

"What about the ball?" Qiaomu was anxious, and his voice could not help being harsher.

The ball is only in the late juvenile period. If it is forcibly spawned, it will definitely not benefit it at all.

Xiao Shuiwa was frightened by Qiao Mu, and wow loudly, "Ball ball, the ball passed out, little soil is taking care of it."

Qiaomu's eyes followed red, struggling to look inside, trying to see the ball.

Xiao Shuiwa hurriedly hugged her, "Master, please advance first. If you continue like this, the spiritual power will burst in the body."

"No, I want to see the ball first." Qiao Mu said with a clenched fist.

Since her rebirth, the ball has always taken care of her to help her, giving her too much.

How could she just watch it dangerous?

"Master." Xiao Shuiwa hugged her and cried, "Master, your skin is bleeding. You must immediately shield the five senses and immediately enter the closed practice. Master, you can't drag it anymore!"

Where could Qiao Mu still listen to Xiao Shuiwa's words at this time, she sank into inner vision with anxiety.

I saw that the small tree in Dantian really looked like a leafy branch at this time. Although it was not a towering tree, at least it was obviously forcibly promoted to the late stage of growth compared with what it looked like in the late juvenile stage. Fully promoted a big stage.

However, the condition of the ball was very bad at this time, the root system was rapidly shrinking and depleting, and the leaves were slowly shrinking and withering.

The small soil is wrapped around the root of the ball, nourishing and nurturing it, but looking at the continuously shrinking appearance, it is obvious that the small soil in the late juvenile period can't keep up with the pace of shrinking of the tree.

"Ball, how can I help you? How can I help you?" Qiaomu's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears burst out involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)