Jing Chuxiu's disappearing figure appeared next to a pool, full of herbs, and the strange fruits hanging on the tall trees everywhere exuded an alluring aroma.

If Jing Chuxiu saw this, he would definitely lose the Doulong grass without saying a word, what a broken grass, he was chased and killed by a tiger uncle for the sake of broken grass, and finally lost his life, look at this strange fruit in the garden, look at this high-grade herb with greening effect like a meadow, any one is more valuable than Doulong grass! The disgusting thing is that the donkey Liuzi actually blackened her donkey hooves for a bean dragon grass! It's really uninsightful!

"Why did you get hurt like this? I don't care about myself too much. ”

A small child wearing a green belly pocket, long white and tender, pouted, and spoke very dislikedly, but the white and tender little hands were not very gentle.

Holding a damp cloth, he carefully wiped Jing Chuxiu's wound. After a while, the wet cloth was wiped and it was as good as ever, and the children who helped to wipe it kept reading while they were busy.

"Loser, loser, this is the eye of the sky, I actually used it to wipe your wounds! Don't give it to that donkey! ”

"I feel sorry for me, it cost me a 10,000-year Maitreya soul fruit! Don't give it to that donkey! ”

"I have to pay for it, I have to pay for it, I have been guarding Milaiye for a long time! Don't give it to that donkey! ”

"Ahhh My heart is so distressed! Let that donkey pay! ”

The child poured a kind of spiritual water into Jing Chuxiu, and fed a spiritual fruit to chant once. Live the posture of a housekeeper.

Regardless of the children's things, it works, and after a while, Jing Chuxiu slowly woke up.

Jing Chuxiu looked at the scene in front of her, there were high-grade herbs everywhere, high-grade spirit fruits, and even she seemed to have seen a lot of fruit trees that only existed in legends

For example, a Maitreya fruit that is one in 10,000 years, such as a Milai leaf that only produces one leaf in 30,000 years, and so on

Did she fall into God's Orchard? Looking at the orchards everywhere, thinking that he had killed a small bean dragon grass and a tiger for both deaths, Jing Chuxiu felt that he was so worthless.

But the one who guards the orchard is this knee-high doll?

The child let Jing Chuxiu look at this place, this place was originally hers, although her strength is too weak to look at now, even now she can make her disappear without doing anything.

Seeing that Jing Chuxiu was still in a state of shaking his mind, the child was a little dissatisfied.

"It's not productive."

Jing Chuxiu looked at the child who suddenly spoke, and didn't understand why she said this.

"A sixth-order Babel Tiger will make you hurt like this, and you will really go back the more you live."

Jing Chuxiu didn't want to talk anymore.

She doesn't want to, okay? Who would have thought that the six sons of the donkey would hack her with a donkey's hooves. It's she, the master, who is too much of a failure. By the way, what about the six sons of the donkey?

Just when Jing Chuxiu was sensing the six sons of the donkey everywhere, the child waved her hand, and she appeared in a completely closed room, and there were neatly arranged shelves full of books on the bookshelves in the room.

Jing Chuxiu looked around, there was only one door, but she couldn't open it.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't get out if you don't reach the king level, the books on the shelves are for you to study, and you will automatically come out when you reach the king level, as for your unproductive donkey, it's fine, don't worry."

It's okay now, Jing Chuxiu is about to burst into tears.

Where is the royal level so easy to reach? Fortunately, her current strength is still no problem if she doesn't eat for a month or two.

"Hey, little doll, what's your name?"

Jing Chuxiu was answered by a long silence. When Jing Chuxiu thought that the little doll was gone, the little doll's voice came from all around.

"Jing Xi, my name is Jing Xi."

The sound is long, giving it a sentimental and nostalgic feeling.

Jing Chuxiu, who got the answer, didn't ask much, walked to the middle of the secret room and sat down.