Luo Mingchuan was slightly stunned, then let go and returned the poor sachet to her.

It was he who was so excited.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Xiaoxiao looked at him with a curious expression, she didn't miss his look just now, as if this sachet was his enemy, and she couldn't wait to pinch her sachet into powder.

"Nothing, some old things come to mind." Luo Mingchuan's expression had returned to normal, and then he continued: "Get Cangling Haiyue as soon as possible, otherwise, I may fall into a deep sleep again." ”

Sleeping?

Isn't he a machine spirit?

She knew that when the artifact did not recognize its owner, or when the owner died, its spirit would fall into a deep sleep.

But hasn't she already awakened her delusions and confessed to the Lord, why is he still asleep?

Li Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously: "What is that Cangling Haiyue?" I might be able to go to Xixu and ask if there is a substitute for the same effect. ”

"Can't!" Luo Mingchuan sighed lightly: "Cangling Haiyue is a soul-nourishing thing, this continent is still martial, soul art contradicts it, and things related to soul art are gradually extinct. ”

Soul magic?

Such words made Li Xiaoxiao immediately think of the cave.

She was about to say something to him, but suddenly she thought it would be better not to tell the secret of the cave.

Because she still doesn't know what those things are, maybe the fewer people who know, the better.

"Just when you're awake, I'll go see Xichen!"

"Hmm!" Luo Mingchuan took her to the cave, and to her surprise, he was awake this time.

He tilted his head sideways, licked his fingers, and looked at Li Xiaoxiao with a pair of bright eyes.

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed, and there were some flowers in her eyes, which flashed some tears.

"Poor baby, he didn't even drink milk, how did he grow up?"

The person standing behind her said calmly, "He doesn't need to drink these mundane things. ”

Li Xiaoxiao doesn't like to listen to this, "I don't even drink milk, what kind of person is he?" Oh yes, he was not a human being in the first place. ”

Li Xiaoxiao looked depressed, and suddenly wanted to say something to Luo Mingchuan, she never dared to think about it, and she didn't want to think about some things.

This matter pressed on her heart, and there was no one to complain.

"Luo Mingchuan!" Li Xiaoxiao turned to look at him and said, "You are an artifact, I think you have been in this world for many years, right, you have seen a lot?" ”

Luo Mingchuan said: "No one dares to say that they are well-informed, but compared to you, I am right." ”

Good!

"Then you help me think about it, who will Xichen's father be?"

Luo Mingchuan: "......"

"Why me? Again...... It's so inexplicable......"

She was really hard to talk about, but fortunately, it wasn't a person in front of her.

Luo Mingchuan was upright, and his expression was as calm as an ancient well that had not changed for ten thousand years.

But no one knows, his heart is panicked, even he doesn't understand, what is he panicking about?

What's there to panic about?

When he was chased and killed by the Xianmen Zhengdao, he didn't know how many Xianmen Zhengdao had washed with blood with the strength of one person, but when he finally blew himself up, he didn't panic.

Now I'm afraid of a little martial artist who can't make a climate?

"Luo Mingchuan!" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, he stretched out his palm and shook it in front of his eyes in shame.

Luo Mingchuan retracted his thoughts and asked, "Then what did he tell you?" ”

What was said?

Li Xiaoxiao thought about it carefully and thought of that sentence.

She said vaguely: "It seems to say that I owe him, but ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Luo Mingchuan immediately said, "That's what you owe him." ”