The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1239

  The words of Emperor Ziwei gave the people in the Tibetan Deer Palace more hope.

  Even if it is vague, there is always hope.

  Xia's even smiled between his eyebrows.

   "What does the companion spirit grass look like? Normally, we can also help pay attention." The Xia family refused to let go of a chance.

  The Great Ziwei was amused, and since the beginning of the companion spirit grass world, Jiang Huailu was born.

  She almost subverted the Three Realms with one plant, how could she have a second one?

  Is it even happened to be discovered by her?

   But seeing that her spirit and spirit are different, she is Jiang Huailu's mortal mother again, Ziwei Emperor also patiently said: "The companion spiritual grass is generally bred from heaven and earth, such as a goddess. Her predecessor, as a spiritual grass, has a mission."

  Her mission is to be born as.

  Death in a lifetime.

  Now the mission is completed and it belongs to the world.

  If you want to find the second one, it’s not that easy.

   "The companion spirit herb has never been seen before, but I heard that it is evergreen in all seasons, and it is not afraid of the cold and heat. It is a green bud."

   "A leaf is ten years old, and I hope very much for a spiritual thing."

   "When the spiritual consciousness has never been born, it is a fairy grass. After the spiritual consciousness is born, it will slowly conceive until it transforms. The emperor only knows this."

   "I only saw it in the library at the beginning, and only flipped through two pages. If necessary, I will bring it to you the next time I send my concubine to the world."

  Xia's listened to it, and she felt a little familiar.

  At this moment, I heard that Emperor Ziwei was about to bring down the book, but he also bowed sincerely.

  In fact, she knew it in her heart.

  Even if it was not Emperor Ziwei who came to capture Lu Huaijiang and Jiang Huailu, they would be other gods.

  The same is true of their mission. Her grievances are just complaints that God has treated them unfairly.

   "Thanks to the emperor."

   "That's how I would like to thank the emperor." Jiang Huaian and others also sincerely thanked him.

  The Emperor Ziwei didn't care much. The Cthulhu found it hard to find the remnant soul, and it was even harder to find the second companion spirit grass.

  He doesn't think the other party can do it at all.

   just leave them some hope.

  "Emperor, these are things that Princess Jingshu often uses. She has always used them." The mother packed a lot of things and installed most of the house.

Emperor Ziwei was silent and had to accept it.

   "This monarch will teach her some self-protection techniques, so you don't have to worry too much. Moreover, she is now seven months away, and it is only five months away from her birthday."

  Ziwei Emperor felt something tugging at the hem of his clothes, and when he pulled it, he saw a milk doll hanging on it.

  Milk doll grinned at him with two small teeth, and Emperor Ziwei's heartstrings moved, but he liked it more.

  Several women began to wipe their tears secretly, and Jiang Huaian also blushed.

   "Sister, don’t be naughty with the emperor. Do you know if you will go home after your birthday?"

   "Don't forget your grandmother, don't forget the royal grandmother."

  Xia's family and the Queen Mother immediately burst into tears.

  Xia waved her hand, she wanted to watch Shu'er leave in person.

  "This is your brother, Shu'er, and Brother Yueze. You will be home on your birthday, you know?"

  The emperor Ziwei felt a little uncomfortable, and Dang even said: "Don't worry, I will treat her as his own child."

When    was finished speaking, he heard Xia's shouting: "Yo-yo, did you hear that? Called Dijun godfather."

   Ziwei Emperor banged.

  The string in my head broke.

  What what? ? ? ?

  Ziwei Emperor is like petrified, looking at the milk doll drooling and eating fingers.

  (End of this chapter)