But after a quarter of an hour, I heard the lock 'click' and the lock was opened.

Xiao Xian'er smiled proudly, gently unlocked the lock, and opened the door of the iron cage.

The three little milk bags smiled cutely and walked out, and the little devil stretched his waist proudly, full of displeasure: "It's so embarrassing to think that my dignified little devil is also locked in this kind of iron cage!" ”

As soon as the macho words came out, the other two laughed.

Xiao Xian'er smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't stop in her hand, only to see him walk next to a guard on the side, bow his head and tear open the guard's gray robe.

Then he spread it on the ground, frowned, bit his finger without saying a word, and then quickly drew a very obscure and complex rune on the gray cloth.

"Little fairy, why don't you forget it...... Even if we can't escape, Luzhu can't help us, the big deal is to keep us in this iron cage...... We can wait for you to come to your rescue later......"

Although Xiao Xian'er is a child who practices martial arts, she is only a five-year-old child after all, and she usually has nothing to do with swords, but at this time, she has lost too much blood by making talismans with blood.

The little face, which was already very fair-skinned and beautiful, became even paler, and the ancient centipede was distressed when he saw it, and couldn't help but anxiously persuade him to forget if he didn't do it......

Xiao Mo'er Xiao Feng'er was also very sad when she saw it, and they could sense that Xiao Xian'er was weakening because of the bleeding.

The cloth can absorb water, and the blood flowing from the fingers is quickly penetrated, and the spell is only halfway drawn, and a lot of blood has already seeped.

"I'm fine...... Isn't it just a little blood? It's a big deal, go back and let Daddy get some blood-replenishing soup to drink, and I'll make it up......" Xiao Xian'er smiled elegantly, although her face was pale, but it brought out a kind of unyielding temperament. The words were even more understated, as if the fingers were flowing water and not blood.

The little devil frowned, but did not persuade, just didn't say a word, pulled the sword from the waist of the guard on the side, and cut his finger with a sword.

Then the other hand quickly took the small plate containing the pastry in the iron cage, poured the pastry on the ground, and then took the blood that flowed out......

The whole series of movements is fast and sensitive, without half a minute of hesitation, he is really a decisive little man.

Before Xiao Xian'er could open his mouth and persuade him, the blood was already flowing non-stop, so he had to sigh: "Little Mo'er, what are you doing in such a hurry, you are going to shed this blood in vain......"

"What do you mean?" Little Mo'er was puzzled when she heard this.

"This spell must use my blood to work, and if it can use someone else's blood, aren't there four ready-made blood sources here? Why should I hurt myself! The little fairy smiled bitterly.

This is an immortal spell, and it is natural to use the blood of a Taoist or an immortal to make a spell.

Little Devil ...... That's it, he's demonic blood......

stained with his blood. I'm afraid that this talisman will be completely destroyed......

"Don't say it sooner!" When Xiao Mo'er heard this, he didn't say a word, he stretched his fingers back, took it in his mouth and took a few sips, and Xiao Feng'er on the side had quickly tore out a strip of cloth from the hem of her skirt and carefully bandaged the wound for Xiao Mo'er.

"You see that you are so impulsive, and you don't ask first, and you blame Xiao Xian'er for ......not saying it earlier," he muttered, unconsciously having some eldest sister majesty.