Qing Ling'er stuck out her tongue, grimacing mischievously, and stretched out her two little hands to show that she was innocent.

"Well, well, I won't talk about it, but the members of the Crane Clan are indeed too pitiful, and if I meet them in the future, I will definitely treat them well. ”

Although Qing Ling'er is indignant, but with her current strength and situation, she can't help much, even if it is a compassionate thought, she doesn't dare to sympathize too much, if she doesn't pay attention, maybe she will put herself on the hook, it doesn't help anything, but it affects others, if that's the case, it's not worth getting involved.

This kind of thing has to be done slowly, not stupidly shouting and screaming, but to plan and then act, as long as there is this thought, there is an opportunity, now, she can't rush forward without any preparation, and her strength does not allow her to be incompetent.

Although Qing Ling'er is an anxious person and can't hide things in her heart, she knows how well she weighs herself, she still knows how many catties and taels she has in her heart, and she still knows the current situation she is facing very clearly, so she can only end this unrealistic idea in helplessness.

Mo Lao also saw Qing Ling'er's plan, but at the moment there should be no action, so he will no longer educate, to be honest, his old man doesn't want to criticize Qing Ling'er too much, one is reluctant, the other is still young, besides, who makes Qing Ling'er cute and sensible?

Both of them began to be silent, Mo Lao stared at the cliff in front of him, planning how to clean up those crane salivas, Qing Ling'er stared at the tender grass on the ground, as if verifying the origin of life, suddenly, saw a small black shadow drilling among the grass, and lay directly on the ground excitedly, and began to dig the grass and soil with both hands.

After a while, the grass and soil all appeared in Qing Ling'er's palm, and even those few tiny grass roots were interspersed between Qing Ling'er's fingers.

Take a closer look, there is a small ant lying on one of the thin roots, with a black body, a big head, and two long antennae, which are clearly visible, and completely appear in Qing Ling'er's eyes.

Qing Ling'er raised it high excitedly, and the grass in the palm of her hand had long been ignored by her, at this time, where her eyes were level, a small black ant went up and down, shuttling back and forth between several roots, steady as Mount Tai, calmly looking for a way out.

This little ant was not frightened by the change in the environment, but jumped around with joy.

Qing Ling'er was surprised and delighted, she couldn't help but be stupidly happy, her heart was attracted by this ant, she thought she was wrong, but after digging it out, she really found an ant, which is her most significant discovery recently.

Because the shape, size, color, etc., of this ant is exactly the same as the ant on the blue star, this is the only animal she has found so far that is the same as the one on the blue star.

Even if I had seen ploughing cattle from afar before, as well as tigers and leopards, etc., but those animals were either different in appearance, or large in size, and the gap between them and the blue star was too big, it was simply not a species, but this ant was simply a clone, and there was no difference.

Qing Ling'er slowly fiddled, pulled out the grass in her hand, and carefully put the little ant in the palm of her hand, this ant was also obedient, and obediently stopped in the palm of her hand, and did not run, shaking the two tentacles on her head, as if she was exploring the new environment, and as if she was observing Qing Ling'er who put it here, it was weirdly smart and smart.

The more Qing Ling'er looked at it, the more cordial she became, and she felt that she really met her old acquaintance in a foreign country, and laughed happily, this move alarmed Mo Lao, who was contemplative on the side.

"Girl, what are you laughing at? ”

Mo Lao turned his head and saw Qing Ling'er staring at his little hand and smirking, his pupils contracted slightly, thinking that Qing Ling'er was also the same as him last night, he was attacked by Crane Saliva and entered the illusion created by Crane Sleep, so he asked tentatively to see if Qing Ling'er was conscious and would answer him.

"Grandpa Mo, come and see, do you know this little thing?"

Qing Ling'er didn't look up at Mo Lao, still staring at the little ant in her hand, and didn't answer Mo Lao's words, but asked Mo Lao happily, because she wanted to see if Mo Lao knew this ant, or if it had other names in the Moon Continent.

"What makes you so excited! Take it and let Grandpa Mo see it." ”

Mo Lao let down the guard in his heart, and moved slightly to the place where Qing Ling'er was standing, although Qing Ling'er did not answer his question directly, but judging by the expression and the degree of interaction, it should not be a sneak attack.

In fact, Mo Lao was also too worried, he was able to come out of the illusion because of Qing Ling'er's touch, Qing Ling'er had this ability to pull people out of the illusion, how could he fall into the illusion itself.

Mo Laoyi was nervous, and he was anxious to study and recover from his injuries, without paying attention to and thinking about this key factor, otherwise he would not have figured out how to deal with Crane Shui until now.

"Is this a soul beast? I've never seen it before!"

Qing Ling'er raised the hand of the ant in his palm and came to Mo Lao, how could Mo Lao not find it, but he didn't think about it before, after being specially emphasized by Qing Ling'er, Mo Lao had already discovered that there was a soul breath in Qing Ling'er's raised hand, although it was so weak that it was imperceptible, but if you were careful, it was not difficult to find that it meant that there was a life form there.

Mo Lao carefully observed the little ant, and he couldn't see why, he really hadn't seen it, but in the world, there were many soul beasts, even if it was a demon beast in the demon world, he was not surprised, but such a small black thing, could it be a demon beast?

"Grandpa Mo, this is an ant, a little ant!"

Qing Ling'er proudly said the answer, she didn't pretend to be mysterious, hidden and didn't say, but couldn't wait to start introducing ants, infinite strength, unity and friendship, order, etc., all the praise words describing ants were all moved out by her, and they were exaggerated.

The little ant seemed to know that Qing Ling'er was praising it, and began to dance in the palm of Qing Ling'er's hand, climbing to the top of her middle finger for a while, and hanging on the end of her little finger for a while, back and forth, enjoying it.

"You little thing, you can't really be a soul beast!"

Although Qing Ling'er was praising the little ant and talking to Mo Lao non-stop, her eyes never left the little ant.

At this time, she was amazed when she saw the behavior of the little thing, looking at the elegant dancing, as well as the shrewd turning, and the cute little eyes, she was 100% sure that this ant was definitely a soul beast.

"It should be, look at that smart mind, it should be a soul beast that has awakened the elements!"

Mo Lao thought that Qing Ling'er was asking him, so he slowly picked up the little ant and put it in front of his eyes, at close range, he looked at it carefully, he was actually more inclined to say demon beasts, but there were no demon beasts in this Moon Continent, so he said against his will according to Qing Ling'er's meaning.

"Grandpa Mo, be careful, hurry up and put it in the palm of my hand, don't pinch it to death!"

Qing Ling'er looked at Mo Lao's rude movements nervously, and said eagerly, her big eyes flickered, and her worried expression was a little different from Qing Ling'er's usual character, anyway, Mo Lao hadn't seen it since he got along, at least he hadn't released this worry.

In fact, Qing Linger is really afraid that the old man will be careless and pinch her only fellow to death, as the saying goes: When a fellow sees a fellow, his eyes are full of tears.

She didn't want to just get acquainted, so she was in tears, and carefully took the little ant that Mo Lao was pinching, put it back in the palm of her hand, and kept stroking the index finger of her other hand, as if she was apologizing and comforting for the thrilling moment just now.

This action, this look, no wonder Mo Lao stood aside and was jealous, he was too loving!