She took off her headband and wrapped it around Shumi's little paws.
A fluorescent blue aura emanated from the potato, spreading to the surrounding area and condensing into a mist that dampened the land.
Shumi's chest began to rise and fall again.
His eyes twitched beneath his eyelids, his beard trembled slightly, and he uttered a whimpering cry for help.
He and the other two fire beasts were sent back to their rooms to rest.
"How could he have drowned?"
After several days of training without any results, Zhao Xi naturally didn't want to bother them and also needed time to sort out his thoughts, so he let them do whatever they wanted.
These three brats were not about to relax. In the morning, the little fairy boy had shown them the condition of the demon core and said that the water spiritual energy was insufficient. That's when they came up with the terrible idea of standing under the waterfall to breathe and exhale.
“Brother Xingye did it before, and Sister Tongyue was fine. Xiaoding could do it too, so why can’t we…”
Sweet Potato squeezed next to Sweet Potato, stroking his brother's red fur with his paws to comfort him, the little red flame on his tail dimming to just a tiny spark.
The sweet potato was almost ready, and Zhao Xi wanted to take the water-repelling rope off him and put it on her and the sweet potato oil, so that it would absorb the excess water spirit energy from them.
But the flames on their tails were almost gone, as if they had been frightened by the unexpected event.
Zhao Xi didn't know what to say, so she angrily smacked them on the forehead: "That waterfall is three zhang wide and so high, with a rapid current. Xingye Tongyue and Xiao Ding are already so tall, and they still can't stand steadily when they step into the pool of water. You're so tiny, it would be strange if you didn't drown if you jumped in!"
Even if it transforms into the form of a human cub, it will still be washed away!
These three are born with a fire element. Zhao Xi remembers how they used to be terrified of her when she washed their hands.
How did you suddenly become so bold!
"Please don't be angry, Headmistress. We know we were wrong. Waaah, I promise I'll never run off again."
Shumi lay shivering in Shuyou's arms, crying so hard she was hiccuping.
He was timid to begin with, and after this incident, he will only become more timid.
Zhao Xi tried to control her emotions and not let her worry and anger show too much. She talked with them for a long time and stroked their smooth red fur again and again.
She also instructed Ah Feng to find a way to make a magical pendant with the same effect as the paper crane, so that they could wear it on their bodies and know when they were in danger, without having to actively release it.
After putting the three children to sleep, she left the room.
Just as he was about to return to the treehouse to continue discussing the treatment plan with the demon cultivators, he turned around and saw Pang Zhiyuan, fanning herself with a folding fan, lying on the swing provided for the bird cubs with her legs crossed, like a little dragon girl.
The swing base was a wooden stick, with iron chains on both sides, which swayed back and forth, making a creaking sound.
His clothes swayed and billowed, giving him a very elegant and dashing appearance.
With nowhere else to go, the baby birds lined up on the flowerbed fence, chirping and chattering, occasionally glancing at Pang Zhiyuan, as if waiting for the immortal to leave before sitting down.
"Chirp chirp!" This person is so annoying, they stole our swing!
"Smack!" Slap him!
"Chirp chirp~" I want to poop on his face!
"Chirp chirp chirp~"
Don't go! Little Thrush did that yesterday and he swatted it away with his fan!
"Chirp chirp chirp~"
Wow, the headmistress is here!
They flew towards Zhao Xixiang all at once, standing on her arms and shoulders, crowding around her head, and biting her clothes and hair.
I just took off my hair tie, and my messy hair was hanging down my shoulders. When the baby bird grabbed it, it really looked like a tangled bird's nest.
"Chirp chirp chirp~"
Headmistress, please come and help us chase him away!
"Chirp chirp chirp~"
I want to poop on his head~ I'm going to poop here, you stop him for me, don't let him hit me!
A little blackbird stood in her palm, its bottom raised, quacking incessantly.
"?"
I don't know what he's trying to do...
Zhao Xi couldn't understand bird language, but she could clearly sense the baby birds' displeasure.
Not to mention they were unhappy, she herself was also very unhappy.
There is a notice posted at the mountain gate stating that monks from outside the mountain are not allowed to enter the main mountain without permission.
All cultivators who enter will be given a pass. If they do not leave in time or apply for an extension, they will be forcibly blown to the foot of the mountain by Ah Feng.
This is mainly for the safety of the children, to prevent them from being abducted by the cultivators.
But Pang Zhiyuan not only came to the main mountain, but also brazenly occupied the bird's nest.
"Let's go play somewhere else first."
She chased the birds off her and walked toward the swing set.
A breeze blew by, carrying with it the rich fragrance emanating from Pang Zhiyuan.
This man was covered in makeup and exuded a strong fragrance; he was so ostentatious!
Zhao Xi's nose was itchy, so he frowned and rubbed it. He then cupped his hands and said in a humble yet assertive manner, "Immortal Pang, the main mountain is the place of cultivation for the disciples of my Hundred Beasts Garden. We humbly request that you move to the outer mountain!"
Pang Zhiyuan sat up from the swing and shook his fan.
Those alluring eyes swept over Zhao Xixiang's messy hair and simple clothes, making Zhao Xixiang's scalp tingle.
He chuckled softly, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and flew straight towards them.
Zhao Xi instinctively wanted to take a step back, but the flamboyant sword immortal stopped just one step away.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, they would have bumped into each other!
The aroma was so strong it was almost pungent.
Pang Zhiyuan tilted her head, her long bangs falling down her sideburns, exuding a charming and alluring quality that didn't belong to men. She used the handle of her fan to lift Zhao Xixiang's chin and took a deep breath.
He was actually sniffing her scent!
(艹皿艹)
"?!" Zhao Xi quickly took another step back and slapped away his fan. "Please have some self-respect!"
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