Because the little ginseng has not yet been cultivated into a human form, this little Jiao is not well tempered in the body of this little ginseng, and he pulls it out of the soil and rolls on the ground.

Feng Ming saw that it was about to roll into the heavenly pool, so he reached out to block it.

It came out of this heavenly pool, and naturally it is not afraid of the current temperature of the pond water this day, but this little ginseng cannot, if it enters it, I am afraid that it will become a familiar ginseng.

This little Jiao still has to honor this crunchy body. It's just that the original owner of this ginseng died, and it took two days to run in with this little thing.

Feng Ming looked at Xiao Jiao, and forcibly tore the ginseng out of a mouth, turned it into a mouth, and opened his mouth to bite the fairy grass under his body that was scorched by the volcano.

Seeing that it was in such pain, Feng Ming took out his right hand, gently cut a mouth, and dropped his own blood on it.

The blood of the nine-headed divine phoenix has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and it is such a drop, which is equivalent to this little Jiao's cultivation in the Cloud Palace for 10,000 years.

Sure enough, this little Jiao immediately stopped making trouble, lay on the ground, and exhaled slowly.

After a while, the little Jiao's body became much bigger, and even his hands and feet grew out.

Feng Ming's blood made this little Jiao directly transform into a human form and become a female doll.

The little doll lay on the ground, and there was no fuss at this time. Feng Ming looked at her like that, so he stretched out his hand, lifted her up, and cast a spell to conjure up a piece of red material, which was wrapped around the child.

The kid looked at Feng Ming, turned his head to pick up the dirt under his hands, and then smashed Feng Ming's head, which was closest to her. This force couldn't really hit Feng Ming, so he gave up again and crawled there with his little buttocks. Feng Ming thought it was funny, so he had some bad taste, he blew a breath, and a ginseng fruit immediately fell from the front of the little doll, so frightened that the child "plopped" and sat on the ground, opening his eyes to see what it was.

Jiao's eyes are much bigger than ordinary people, this little doll is ginseng, the ginseng did not transform into a human form at that time, naturally all by her own original appearance. The eyes were originally big, but when they stared, they became even bigger, this serious look, Feng Ming looked really funny.

The ginseng fruit will enter the soil when it encounters it, and it will naturally not be found at this time. Feng Ming nodded the land, and the ginseng fruit suddenly came out again, into the arms of the little doll.

The little girl held this big ginseng fruit in both hands, leaned in and smelled it, it seemed to taste good, so she opened her mouth and bit it.

Feng Ming didn't expect that this drop of his blood would make her even grow out of her little tiger teeth!

It's just that he doesn't understand that Jiao was born without a sense of skin, touch, taste and smell, how can she perceive that this ginseng fruit is food?

Could it be that this drop of his blood still has the ability to help her open up the five senses?

One bite seemed good, so I chewed a few bites, spit out, and bit again.

Feng Ming raised her head and saw that the little doll was ruining the ginseng fruit there, but she didn't dissuade her, just watching her play.

That thing is too big for a child. So the little girl ate a few bites and threw them again. She didn't care when the thing was gone, she just crawled slowly, crawling in front of Feng Ming's raised head.

Panting and crawling in front of Feng Ming's eyes, this little girl was about to turn into a mud monkey!

Feng Ming blew lightly, blowing the dirt off her face and watching what she was doing. At this time, this little girl suddenly hugged Feng Ming's neck.

The divine phoenix has always been a noble bird, and even the emperor of heaven would not dare to make such a mistake. This little thing held a fat and dirty little hand and hugged one of Feng Ming's heads.

Feng Ming felt a little soft, it was the kind of softness that belonged to a child, and it was very comfortable with feathers.

As soon as his mind moved, Feng Ming changed into a human body and hugged the little guy with two hands.

She was like a little dough, white and fat, and it was a good dish.

In the eyes of the little thing, the big bird just now was gone, and what he was holding was a man in red.

This man has a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes, and long black hair.

This little thing didn't know what transfiguration was at this time, and only knew that what he was holding in his hand was not the original bird, so he was a little frightened and stared straight at Feng Ming.

Feng Ming touched her little head, and it was very comfortable to the touch.

This little thing, when he saw that Feng Ming was squirming and alive, he immediately made a decision - open his mouth and bite him!

So Feng Ming felt a terrible pain in his neck. The heart-wrenching pain caught him off guard.

Although the little guy is still a child, the strength of his mouth is very good.

Biting Feng Ming once, he really saw blood.

It's just that this little guy seems to like to drink Feng Ming's blood very much, and licks it with his little tongue, and puts everything that flows out into his stomach.

Feng Ming saw that at this age, she showed her fierce side. She just went to Feng Ming's throat, this natural killer, she knew since she was a child, how could she be fatal with one move.

After drinking Feng Ming's blood, the little girl seemed to be a little unbearable, dizzy, and lay on Feng Ming's body.

The blood of the divine phoenix is naturally not something that anyone can drink. If you drink it all in one gulp, within half an hour, you will definitely explode and die.

Feng Ming expected it at the beginning, so when the little guy sucked blood, he cast a spell to make his wound heal, so the little thing didn't suck it up much.

She needed some time to digest it.

Because of excessive exhaustion, the little girl fell asleep on Feng Ming's neck.

Feng Ming transformed into a cradle and put her in it, watching her fall asleep like this.

She pulled a piece of Feng Ming's red belt in her hand, refusing to let go, Feng Ming didn't pay attention, and when she got up, she pulled the belt off and put it on the little girl's white and chubby little face.

Feng Ming looked at the little girl who fell asleep with his jade belt in her arms, and she was covered in powder. The mouth chewed gently, chirping, chirping, as if reminiscing about something.

"Are you reminiscing about the taste of this divine blood?"

Feng Ming blew softly in the little guy's ear, and then conjured a shield to prevent the immortal insects here from biting her.

Feng Ming is a laid-back god, he has lived in the Cloud Palace for 300,000 years, and he hardly goes out to see the outside world, nor does he deal with people, gods, and immortals in the outside world.

is the Heavenly Emperor nine days away, and he doesn't care much about it.

The sudden appearance of such a little doll in the cloud palace made Feng Ming a little irritable.

He is not very good at taking care of small children, and he is lazy and does not like to move. Now I have to take on a human form, and I feel a little troublesome. Feng Ming walked around Tianchi barefoot, thinking about how to hand over the little doll to the people outside the Cloud Palace.

This is a bit troublesome - the little girl is a Jiao, not a god or an immortal, even if it is a demon, at least there is the possibility of ascending to immortal. Jiao is different, Jiao is born as an evil dragon, and nothing can influence them.

Therefore, all things in this world hate Jiao very much. Feng Ming didn't think of anyone who could be reasonable enough to accept this little guy, not to mention that she was so transparent when she was born, and the energy contained in her body was immeasurable, and she sucked the blood of the nine-headed divine phoenix, if it became a climate in the future, I am afraid that except for Feng Ming herself, nothing in this world could control her.