Chapter 128 Give it to Third Brother
Xiaobai's heart suddenly tightened, his small body instantly tensed up, and his brows were tightly twisted together.
"How could this happen?" she murmured to herself, and her little hands couldn't help but cover the gold's cool body.
【Little master, don't panic. 】
In the sea of consciousness, the ancient and gentle voice of the Heavenly Book sounded at the right time, carrying the power to soothe people's hearts.
[The gold nugget is not sick, but the spiritual energy of this world conflicts with its origin. ]
[It is a member of the 'Eating Golden Spirit Rat' clan, born in the depths of the Wuwang Land, and needs to absorb the most fundamental chaotic spiritual energy in order to survive and grow.]
The explanation of the heavenly book came into Xiaobai's consciousness clearly.
[It has been away from its homeland for too long, and the acquired spiritual energy of this world is like a chronic poison to it, continuously consuming its original vitality. ]
[Sleepiness is just its instinctive self-protection to reduce consumption. ]
[If it is not sent back to its tribe in the Land of Unforeseen as soon as possible, or if it is not found in an environment with chaotic spiritual energy, it will continue to sleep until it runs out of energy.]
Xiaobai's face turned pale when he heard this.
Is the gold nugget running out of steam?
She suddenly thought of her sixth senior brother Yan Jinjin, who was still sleeping in the ice cave and was in a similarly bad condition.
It also requires a special environment to nurture!
A gold nugget, a Sixth Brother!
Xiaobai clenched his little fists instantly, and his big eyes flashed with unprecedented determination.
Tianmen.
The gate to the upper world must be opened as soon as possible to find a solution.
There is no time to lose.
Just when Xiaobai was getting extremely anxious, he caught a glimpse of a slowly moving black shadow in the corner of the cave.
It's the black turtle.
After not seeing it for a while, it had grown two sizes larger, and the patterns on its shell had become more ancient and profound, gleaming with a faint luster.
It seemed to sense Xiaobai's gaze and slowly poked its head out. Its pair of small black bean eyes looked at Xiaobai secretly, a little timidly and curiously.
Long Aotian came over immediately, pointed at the black turtle, and said with a little pride: "Look, Junior Sister, I took good care of this black turtle for you, right? It has become much stronger."
[My young master, this is the cub of the 'Xuanming Prison Turtle'. ]
The voice of the Heavenly Book sounded again, with a hint of admiration.
[This turtle race is gifted and naturally compatible with the laws of water, earth, and darkness. They are especially good at defensive formations and suppression.]
[The power of his bloodline is highly compatible with your third senior brother Nangong Wentian's current magic foundation, as well as his own hidden fate.]
[If this turtle is given to Nangong Wentian, and he nurtures it with his own magic energy and the power of origin, not only can the man and the turtle complement each other in cultivation and increase their strength, but they can also connect their luck and achieve mutual success. ]
Give it to the third brother?
Xiaobai blinked her big eyes, looked at the slow but sturdy black turtle, and thought about her third senior brother who had a scholarly temperament.
Seems like they are a good match?
She immediately had an idea and took out a jade slip for sending a message.
The fat boy held the jade slip in his hand, probed it with his spiritual sense, and explained the reason and the advice of the heavenly book in a baby voice. Finally, he emphasized: "Third brother, this turtle is super powerful. It is the best match for you in the world. I will ask Aotian to send it to you."
Next to him, when Long Aotian heard the words "send it over", especially when he thought of his third senior brother Nangong Wentian's current identity and location, his face instantly fell, even with a hint of fear.
"Where are you sending him to? Xiaobai, isn't your third senior brother in that demon clan territory?"
Long Aotian's voice was trembling.
That's the Demon Realm, the place where there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and demons roam everywhere.
Let him, a 'former goose' who had just transformed, go to the Demon Realm?
This is like sending the goose into the tiger's mouth.
Xiao Bai ignored his inner struggle and just turned around to look at him steadily with those clear, pure, unquestionable eyes: "Aotian, go and send him off. Senior Brother said he will go to the nearby human town to wait for you. It's okay, Third Senior Brother will protect you..."
The tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable command.
When Long Aotian met those eyes, his heart skipped a beat. All his fear and hesitation were instantly suppressed by an inexplicable loyalty and a little bit of vanity that he wanted to show off in front of Xiaobai.
His neck stiffened suddenly, as if he had forgotten the fear just now. He patted his thin chest and assured loudly: "No problem, Xiaobai, don't worry, I will definitely send the black tortoise to Xiao Laosan safely."
Although my calves are still a little trembling.
at the same time.
Deep in the distant and dark demon realm, there is a towering demon palace suspended above the endless abyss.
A throne made of bones hangs high, with a lazy and dangerous figure leaning on it.
Nangong Wentian was wearing an elegant black robe with dark gold piping. His black hair was casually scattered, his narrow phoenix eyes were half-closed, and his fingertips were tapping on the ferocious animal head on the armrest from time to time.
Demonic energy lingered around him, but he did not seem violent. Instead, he exuded a calmness that seemed to be in control of everything and an unfathomable evil charm.
Having completely integrated the demon blood and personality in his body, he is no longer the gentle and kind third senior brother of Qingling Sect.
His current temperament is like honey tempered with poison, a flower of temptation blooming on the edge of the abyss.
At the bottom of the hall, two demon generals with powerful auras and wearing heavy armor were arguing over the ownership of a certain resource and were almost about to fight.
"I was the first one to discover the blood mine."
"Bullshit! When your people went there, my men were already mining."
Nangong Wentian raised the corner of his lips in an almost imperceptible arc, and glanced down indifferently, as if he was looking at two ants fighting for food.
He did not intervene directly, but when the argument between the two was at its most intense and was about to get out of control, he casually threw out a sentence that seemed fair but actually accurately provoked the anger of one of the parties.
"Oh? Really? But I seemed to have heard the other day that General Gru lost an elite team near that mine?"
Just one sentence made the other demon general, who had been able to restrain himself, instantly furious, with his aura surging.
The conflict suddenly escalated.
A hint of cold satisfaction flashed across Nangong Wentian's eyes, then disappeared, and he continued to lean lazily, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers, weakening their power, and then recruiting them for his own use, this is his favorite game now.
The other demons below the seat were silent, looking towards the throne with eyes full of awe and fear.
This new Demon Lord is so young, but his methods are so ruthless and experienced, and his mind is as deep as the sea. But his handsome and evil appearance makes people unable to help but submit to him.
At this moment, the communication jade slip on Nangong Wentian's wrist lit up slightly.
He picked it up casually and scanned it with his spiritual sense.
Is it Junior Sister?
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