Not dying is already a blessing

The height of the three little radish heads had not yet reached her waist, and her legs trembled with fear, but they tried hard to pretend to be strong.

The immature face struggled to wrench.

"Not leaving?" One of the older ones shouted angrily, and when he saw that they were unmoved, he began to conclude the mudra.

"Brother Xiaohu, no, the Great Elder said that your six-pointed star is not stable yet, and you can't connect to the Island of the Dead, otherwise you will die!"

However, the boy called Little Tiger was still stubbornly bonding, and then a gray six-pointed star appeared overhead.

Just concluding the six-pointed star made his face pale, and it was obvious that he couldn't bear it.

But he didn't give up, and began to communicate with the other time and space with great difficulty, and Zuihou's little white head finally felt his call and came out of the six-pointed star.

It is a very weak little skeleton, and the soul fire is very weak, and the skeleton may disperse at any time.

"Up, kill them!" Knowing that he was no match, the kid still commanded his only summoned beast and pounced on them.

Duanmu Ming reached out and grabbed the little skeleton in his hand, stopping it from rushing to his side.

Jun Qianxi grabbed his wrist and shook his head gently.

Duanmu Ming let go of the little skeleton at this time, but as soon as he let go, the little skeleton fell apart directly, and even the soul fire dissipated.

Maybe it was dissipated by the spiritual pressure he unintentionally released.

"Brother Little Tiger!" Two crying voices rang out one after another, probably the summoning beast was destroyed, and he also suffered a lot of blows.

Jun Qianxi flashed to his side, wanting to investigate his injuries, but was pushed out by two small figures.

Jun Qianxi is helpless, she is really impatient to deal with children.

She reached out and grabbed the two of them by the hem of their clothes, lifting them aside.

"Scoundrel, let me go." They kept shaking their limbs, and Jun Qianxi directly lifted them a little farther away, so as not to be kicked by their feet.

"Femme fatale."

"Vixen."

……

The two little radish heads found all the curse words in their minds.

Now Duanmu Ming is gone, and his family's Xi'er was actually scolded like this, even if it was two little radish heads.

A six-pointed star condensed on his fingers, and a gray figure burrowed into the dirt, and with a wave of his sleeve, he rolled up the two noisy little radish heads, and began the great business of planting radishes.

"Alright, don't let them all fall in."

Duanmu Ming immediately withdrew the summoning beast and said immortally: "My family's Xi'er is really kind. ”

"Let's go see him." Jun Qianxi said, walking towards the little tiger lying on the ground who was constantly twitching.

Duanmu Ming had no choice but to comply, and spiritual power appeared in his hand, ready to use the aura of heaven and earth to warm Xiaohu's veins.

But as soon as his hand was covered, Xiaohu spat out blood, and his face began to turn gray.

He frowned, and immediately took out a pill and fed it to him.

"What's going on?" Jun Qianxi asked in surprise when he saw this.

"His muscles and veins are full of cold qi, and it is already a blessing not to die."

Duanmu Ming was a little angry, the cold qi was originally very harmful to people's bodies, even if it was an undead summoner, it was to balance the aura of heaven and earth with the cold qi of yin and cold, so that it would not damage the tendons and veins.

The kid in front of him, even if he can save his life this time, is a waste.