Even the little unicorn's big eyes were staring at her feet: "What a beauty!"

It sticks out its little tongue, the look it wants to lick.

Nine eyes turned away from her feet stiffly, stood up, and intentionally or unintentionally blocked Xiao Qilin's eyes: "Now healed, put on your shoes, get up!"

Ning Xuemo looked innocent: "My shoes and socks have been swallowed by the broken tree! No shoes worn ..."

Jiuzun paused: "Wait here." He turned and walked out.

Ning Xuemo looked at his small back and couldn't help touching his nose.

The little guy looks like a doll, and the language of action is all adults!

Every move is born with the breath of His Holiness.

Where is he going to get her shoes?

This is just a ginseng fruit tree and some weeds. Does he want to make a pair of straw shoes for her?

Forget it, she didn't worry about it. The little guy looked like a lot of ways. She just waited for him to get her shoes to wear.

When Ning Xuemo originally performed the task, although she made the big and small plans, she didn't really do much in life. For example, barbecue game, such as making some necessities, basically her subordinates got it for her.

In this regard, she still dresses up and stretches her hands.

Therefore, she was not accustomed to being served. The only thing she was not used to was being served by such a small child. From this point of view, all this made her have the illusion of destroying the future flowers of the motherland.

But thinking of his identity-the ginseng doll, she was calm again.

She sat bored there, and then looked at her feet again, and she was satisfied with those feet.

In ancient times, a woman's feet were the second face of a woman. Although women in this era did not have to wrap their feet, their feet were still small and exquisite and more eye-catching.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the little unicorn had recovered the blue and blue figure, and it was still standing there, his eyes still looked at the two little feet of Ning Xuemo, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ning Xuemo raised his feet generously: "Does it look good?"

Little Kirin is honest, nodded, and answered without hesitation: "Good-looking!"

Ning Xuemo smiled with satisfaction, she looked up and down the little unicorn.

It looks a little cramped, a little disturbed, and a little timid, like a real child, a lost child.

Ning Xuemo found that he was very child-friendly recently. The nine statues he met were dolls, and the **** beast Kirin he encountered now is also a doll.

It's just that, except for the appearance of Jiuzun, she doesn't look like a doll at all, and her momentum is getting more and more amazing.

But this little unicorn is really like a child. He looks like five or six years old, and his mentality is like seven or eight years old.

Ning Xuemo looked at it, and a little pity was raised in his heart, so he began to chat with it.

In the chat, Ning Xuemo learned that this little unicorn was not born here. It comes from the mysterious unicorn family. It was swallowed by stone essence because of trying to find a potion by accident. Can't get out here.

It also said that at the same time it was also swallowed by a person with great ability, who had the same purpose as it, and wanted to find ginseng fruit, so they were traveling with them at the time.

When Shi Jing swallowed them, it was the person who guarded it so that it was not harmed by the sky fissure at the entrance, but only when the person came in, he fell asleep.

No matter how it called him, he didn't wake up even biting him, but his breath became weaker and weaker, until he finally lost any breath.

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