The little cub gripped its neck tightly and wouldn't let go, so it had no choice but to carry the little cub on its back.
He secretly cursed himself for his sharp tongue.
Xiao Mo'er's move left both Hongmeng Zhu and Yuanyuan dumbfounded.
Don't be surprised, she really...likes listening to what others say.
Everyone was completely bewildered.
Is it really going to be thrown away?
That's too obedient.
Firebird should be scolding; it's never seen anything so obedient.
The little brat hated turkeys even more.
She's still a baby and can't even cast a spell.
Moreover, even cultivators dare not enter this desert.
Deep in the desert, beside the broken walls of a palace, there was an oasis with water.
In this tiny place, there are mountains, water, and lush green fruit.
"Let's rest here!" Xiao Mo'er also felt tired.
Although we were sitting on a raft, it was still very tiring.
The raft is a bit loose; the wood is almost worn down.
Everyone stared at the spiritual fruits, their eyes gleaming.
However, they did not act immediately, but instead turned their attention to Hongmeng Zhu and Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan didn't recognize these fruits either.
Just as I was hesitating, I heard Xiao Mo'er say, "Wait a minute."
As everyone was wondering who they were waiting for, they saw a bald turkey running like a grandson, panting heavily, with a baby on its back.
The baby slept very comfortably, but it made the turkey even more bald.
"I'm exhausted... This divine bird is dead tired."
Bastards, they're all bastards.
When it reached the group, it was panting like a little pig.
"Honey, look what this is!" Xiao Mo'er looked at the turkey with a smile, appearing very kind.
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