The Talented Doctor

Xi Yue picked up the fruit of the Buddha with great importance, strung it into a necklace with gold silk, and hung it around her neck.

The original cold seed epidermis exudes a warm and soft breath when it touches her skin. It's like the familiar person never left, always guarding her.

The little red bird tweeted and flew over, flapping its wings and stopped on Xi Yue’s shoulder, "Little girl...well, okay, Xi Yue, what should I do if the space becomes like this~ huh? This bird loves it very much. You fix it quickly~chop~"

Xi Yue shook his head and said: "I just read the general outline. There is a warning on the last page of the general outline. The space has been seriously damaged and needs to enter the self-repair stage. And this stage will take a long time, unless we can find materials to repair it. ."

"Xiao Hong, I intend to temporarily close the space to reduce the loss of spiritual power here, so that it can better repair itself. What about you? Stay here or go out with me?"

Going out means that there is no way to enter the space in a short time, and there is no way to take things out of the space.

The little red bird did not hear the question behind Xi Yue at all. The bird feathers all over his body exploded, and said angrily: "You are little red, and your whole family is little red. I am the divine bird. Did the divine bird hear that? Tweeted tweeted~~Does Xiaohong's name in such a soil match me?"

Xi Yue tilted her head and thought, "That calls you Red Red? Little Bird? Red Bird?"

Little Red Bird: "..." Tweet, ah, with this little girl, her bird life is hopeless, woohoo~

Xi Yue turned around and touched the little purple bud on the ground.

This is the seedling of Ziming Youluo, it is the only one who is still alive in this battle except for the little red bird.

But I was hurt a bit too, so I'm a little lingering now.

"Xiao Zi, you stay here to heal your wounds..."

Before Xi Yue had finished speaking, Zi Ming Youluo shook violently.

No, no, it has to follow the master, it has to protect the master!

The expression on Xi Yue's face became softer, and what else to say, a purple vine suddenly rose up from the young seedling, and fell in front of Xi Yue.

"This is..." Xi Yue picked up the purple vine, and when his consciousness moved, it immediately shrank very small and hid it in Xi Yue's sleeve.

This is the clone of Ziming Youluo, almost the same as the main body, it is invaded by water and fire, can be swallowed, and can create enchantments, but unlike Ziming Youluo, this clone is unconscious. By analogy, it is more like a one. A sword, a whip, not a living magic plant.

After the purple vines were separated, the already sluggish purple seedlings became more listless. But Xi Yue could feel it, but it was very happy and excited.

Xi Yue carefully collected the purple vines, and gently stroked the purple seedlings, the endlessly revolving true essence slowly circulated, "Xiao Zi, thank you!"

"Tweet, twee~~" The little red bird flew around, making meaningless calls.

The space became noisy, but Xi Yue still felt very large and lonely.

No dandan yelling mother-in-law coquettishly, no little foolish cow following behind, no little golden dragon stupidly claiming to be the deity, no Xiaochi's clear eyes looking at her and calling her elder sister...

The space that was originally beautiful and clear, has also become gray and ruined at this time, as if it was carrying Xi Yue's grief and longing.

Xi Yue closed her eyes, there were no tears in her eyes.

She took another look at Xuanxiao Hall, where all her family and friends lay.