Orchid Garden is one of the guest houses of the school Meilan chrysanthemum bamboo, of which the two Meilan gardens are women's houses.

In the middle of the night, the moon strings are high, which is the best time to cultivate.

In the Orchid Garden, in the inconspicuous small courtyard, the ink-dyed clothes were sitting cross-legged, with the magic tricks in their hands, a round milky white giant egg, firmly on her legs, flickering with the frequency of her luck, glowing with a little spiritual light, like breathing.

After the completion of the exercise, the ink dyed clothes changed the magic tricks, and the aura gathered around her obediently followed the guidance of her hands, and drilled into the seven holes of the human body, but more aura dissipated, and when the ink dyed clothes opened their eyes, they only felt clear and refreshed.

"Click"

A slight sound suddenly sounded in the quiet room, and she froze for a moment, then looked down expectantly and suspiciously.

Sure enough, a shallow crack appeared on the milky white giant egg.

Her body stiffened for a moment, and she didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the little thing that had not moved for a long time.

The night was silent again, except for her slightly rapid breathing.

Just when she thought there would be no more movement......

"Click"

The crack deepened and lengthened a little, and then "clicked...... The sound of "clicking ......" kept ringing, and the eggshell was covered with irregular cracks, one by one staggered and adherent, but it was still not completely separated.

She slowed her breath and stared at it without blinking, until the moment when the eggshell really cracked, it was accurate to point her own red blood mark on the top of the head of the jade silkworm that had just broken out of the shell and was still ignorant.

The feeling of closeness arose, and she could clearly feel a faint breath intermittently conveying to her feelings of admiration and dependence.

Suddenly, the warmth is overflowing!

At this moment, she felt that she was no longer alone, that there was another life that was closely related to her, that they depended on each other, that there were no secrets, that they were connected by heart......

Looking at the little thing that was squirming in his arms, not letting go of a piece of eggshell, and swallowing it all into his stomach, Mo Dye Yi chuckled lightly, and gently poked its soft and glutinous body with his fingers, "You little thing, why did you only come out now?" Let me wait. ”

The mollusk like a flour dough raised its head, its eyes were shining, and it swallowed the last piece of eggshell, and the jade silkworm squirmed twice, lying on the lap of the ink-dyed clothes softly, and fell asleep......

She was speechless, no wonder they all said that the jade silkworm was a little pig that ate and slept and ate.

Look at this body shape, it's not fat, round, fleshy, look at this color, it's not white and tender, it's still transparent......

Transparent???!!!

The ink-dyed clothes were surprised, and he lowered his head and almost didn't put his nose on the jade silkworm.

What's going on? How can it be transparent white?

Obviously, it should be milky white, so the silk thread spit out by the jade silkworm is also soft milky white, like clotted fat, revealing such a noble atmosphere, so popular with cultivators, and achieving the name of today's Mo family.

But how can this one of hers be transparent? Who's going to sue her what's going on?

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Ink-dyed clothes sat down like this all night, she had already signed a contract with this jade silkworm, this was her natal spiritual pet, and it could not be changed.

It's like Mo Shi'an was seriously injured by someone, if he hadn't been maliciously strangled by the Jade Spirit Butterfly of the contract, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

The position of the natal spirit pet is unique, the cultivator may have several or dozens of spirit pets at the same time, but only the natal spirit pet is closely related to it, if you are strong, it will be strong, if you are weak, it will be weak, and vice versa.

After all, the jade silkworm was an egg before today, how to raise it, and if it can come out, it proves that the egg is good and not bad, so the problem is naturally the person who cultivated it.

As a child of the Mo family, no one doesn't pay attention to their natal spiritual pet, and she is not exempt from vulgarity, who is happy to contract a spiritual pet with a problem?

Of course, it was too early to draw conclusions, but she did have a bad premonition, and it was so strong that it was hard to ignore.

At first, this egg was in the hands of the ink dyed brocade, and it was not hatched for a long time, but then it came to her hand, could it be that the cultivation method of the ink dyed brocade was improper? That's why you came up with the trick of stealing beams and changing columns?

Or is this egg a late-growing variety, and her diseased seedling constitution is contagious? And then the hatched jade silkworm also has a "disease"? Or albinism?

finally survived until dawn, and she didn't care if it was a day off today, so she went out with the jade silkworm in her arms.

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"How can you be so weak as a jade silkworm?" The gray-haired old man, wrinkling his brows, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then probed and touched for a long time, and asked puzzledly.

"Weak?"

Fortunately, it's not a disease!

Hearing such a conclusion, Mo Dye Yi breathed a sigh of relief and nervousness at the same time.

"Alas!" The old man straightened up, still a little rickety, let out a long sigh, his face was full of regret, "How did you develop this appearance?" The congenital is slightly insufficient, and the acquired is not carefully cultivated, and you want to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly? It's hard! ”

The old man glanced deeply at the little girl in front of him, shook his head and left.

She only felt that her face was hot, and she understood the meaning of her words, if it weren't for her identity as a fairy, I am afraid she would not have said it so tactfully.

Congenital deficiencies? Haven't raised it the day after tomorrow?

It really makes her cry and laugh, and she really raises any pet for anyone, she is a sick farmer with this master, and the same is true for the jade silkworm of the contract.

It's obviously step-by-step, and there is no mistake, but thinking about it, the problem should be in the ink dyeing brocade.

She gently rubbed the soft ball of jade silkworms in her arms with her fingers, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, if she didn't form a contract immediately, she would miss the opportunity, and she could no longer accept the jade silkworm as her natal spiritual pet, and this batch of silkworm eggs handed over to them to cultivate, all of them were carefully selected, it can be said for sure, if nothing is wrong, these broken jade silkworms can break into butterflies within three years.

But now, with such a change, her jade silkworm is not only congenitally deficient, but also poor, which is really worse.

The juvenile period of the jade spirit butterfly, that is, when it is a silkworm, has three opportunities to turn into a cocoon, and if you miss it, you will miss it forever, and there is no chance to become a butterfly.

God just likes to tease her, such a natal spiritual pet, and the life span of the jade silkworm that has not been able to turn into a butterfly is only ten years......

Thinking of this, the ink-dyed clothes only felt that their mouths were full of bitterness, and they couldn't suppress it.

Hard......

There's still one point, no, half a hope, isn't it?

Mo Dye Yi pursed his lips, cheered up again, hugged the jade silkworm, and chased in the direction where the old silkworm farmer had just left.

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