Rings, rings?

Wei Baizhan looked at the ring that his little sister was holding in her little hand, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

At this vacancy, I saw that the little pink ** dumpling stretched out his other little hand, picked the ring on his hand, and then pulled-

This small ring instantly lit up with a golden light, and with a golden circle of light that rippled out of the ring, it flew away, and the golden light of the ring gradually condensed into the shape of a small trumpet, faintly floating in the air, looming.

Wei Baizhan watched this scene in astonishment, and didn't even have time to react, so he watched Xiao Chayou put the little ring to his mouth, and shouted in a milky voice-

"Baby's breath!"

Xiao Chayu accurately called out the baby's name.

The soft and glutinous little milk voice was not loud, and the Tie Niu and the little disciple who were talking at the gate of the courtyard did not hear it.

But just after the little milk beast called out the name of the baby's breath, the baby's breath in a small courtyard two miles away suddenly shook his body.

He heard his name suddenly ringing in his ears, and this voice was actually from the darkness, and it was not a human voice at all.

It is...... Why is this voice inexplicably familiar?

The infant breath looked up sharply, and it was right in front of the stone eyes of their Phantom Pupil Sect's Great Heavenly Venerable.

"Great, Great Heavenly Venerable has appeared!"

When the infant was still in shock, the high priest of the altar beside him had already shouted, and bowed reverently to the Great Heavenly Venerable.

Seeing this, Ying Xi didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed the high priest to bow down, but his eyes were still a little dazed.

The underworld then pious and said, "The Great Heavenly Venerable is above, and the disciple of the underworld is here with the infant you have called, please command!" ”

After speaking, the underworld did not hear the echo of the baby's breath, and the head that lay on the ground turned slightly, and a sharp gaze swept towards the baby's breath.

The internal hierarchy of the Phantom Pupil Sect is strict, and the gaze of the Underworld suddenly made the infant breath a spirit, and he hurriedly followed and bowed, "Disciple infant breath, listen to the Venerable Sect!" ”

The little horn made by Xiao Cha You can only transmit sound, but as soon as the little milk beast's little ears move, you can hear the movement of the baby's breath.

Although she herself doesn't know how she did it.

But the little milk beast didn't care about this, she heard Uncle Baby's answer, and immediately happily fell into the little dimple and asked, "Can I rummage through your bag!" ”

The baby breathed to the ethereal voice coming from the air, as well as the little milk tune, and the more she listened, the more familiar it became.

But without waiting for him to react, the high priest beside him shouted, "Tianzun does anything, the disciple has no objection, the disciple is the thing of the Tianzun, whatever Tianzun does, the disciple will obey!" ”

After saying that, the underworld once again urged the infant to breathe with a fierce gaze.

Ying Xi still didn't dare to delay for half a moment, and immediately shouted, "The disciple is willing!" Tianzun, please! ”

Xiao Chayou listened to Uncle Yingxi's reply, blinked her eyes and was confused - huh? How did Uncle Yingxi know that many uncles on the mountain called her Tianzun?

The little milk beast wondered.

After a blink of an eye, she threw this little confusion back of her mind and said happily, "Okay! ”

After speaking, he put away her small ring, stuffed it back into her small cloth bag, and couldn't wait to say to Wei Baizhan about the broken stone in his arms:

"Brother! I just asked Uncle Snack and he agreed to go through his bag! ”

Wei Baizhan looked at his little sister who had just finished talking to herself with confusion, and turned his head suspiciously to look at the two people who were still "talking happily" at the gate of the courtyard.

"Hmm...... Young, young, so polite! ”