Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

On the 11th, everyone gathered together and sat in a circle. In the circle were Shangguan Jiuyou and Mumu.

Seventeen touched Eighteen's arm with his elbow.

Shiba turned his head, and Shiqi winked at him to look at his master.

The lip shape said: Find a way to comfort me.

Shiba rolled his eyes.

There is only one person in the world who can comfort the master, and that is the mistress.

They were only qualified to protect their master, but the mistress was still protected by them.

Shiba also lowered his head.

Their silent conversation was clearly visible to everyone present except the father and son.

The white fog that filled the surroundings was already depressing, and the changes in everyone's emotions pushed this depression to a new level.

Mumu also felt it. He stood up, and Shisan immediately followed behind him. Feeling that it was still not enough, he reached out to hold him again.

"Little master, let your subordinates hold you."

The princess could be lost even if she slept in the camp. It was still such a sinister place, so he had to protect his little master.

Mumu let him pull her, and after walking a few steps away, it was still covered in white mist. When she turned around, she could vaguely see the people sitting on the ground.

Mumu looked away, a bottomless whirlpool filling her eyes.

Dad said, this is a formation, and you can only get out if you can break the formation. He doesn't know how, but he has the ability to speak freely.

His lips moved slightly, "Break the formation."

The sound was so soft that it could be ignored, and even Thirteen beside him didn't hear it.

The air twisted, and everyone felt it.

Shangguan Jiuyou remembered the first time he was trapped in the formation and the same situation happened when Yu'er rescued him.

He jumped up from the ground and ran forward.

"Yu'er, Yu'er."

When I got up, I saw a small figure falling backwards.

Shisan was so frightened that he was taken over by Shangguan Jiuyou as soon as he hugged him.

"Mumu, mumu."

His face was horribly pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, Mumu's immortal magic is not powerful, but mother is..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.

Everyone gathered around and after seeing the unconscious Mumu, Shi Xi thrust his sword into the ground.

"Find the exit and mark the ground with your sword." The young master suddenly fell ill and it was dangerous to stay any longer.

"Sit down, I have tried all these methods, but they are useless."

No matter which direction you go, you will return to the starting point.

"But little master..."

"It doesn't matter."

I have experienced Mumu fainting, and I heard Yu'er say that it was caused by excessive mental loss.

He reached out and took out the Haiyuan Pill, which Yu'er gave him when he was preparing to fight against the eagles.

He remembered that Mumu lured the snakes away by himself and then fainted, taking this elixir.

Take out one and divide it into four parts, then put one part into Mumu's mouth.

Feed the rest into your mouth.

"Master, don't take pills randomly." Eleven said nervously.

"It doesn't matter."

This is what Yu'er gave me. I wonder if it can alleviate the pain of lovesickness?

He chewed slowly, but the more he chewed, the more bitter it became. He lowered his head, his long hair blocked his face, and no one saw the tears in his eyes.

Even though he knew it was a formation, he couldn't break it.

Knowing that Yu'er is in danger, but unable to save...

The ever-victorious God of War was enveloped in helplessness at this moment.

After a moment, he suddenly felt full of strength, and Mumu in his arms opened his eyes.

"Dad, Mumu has strength again."

Blinking her eyes, she stood up and lay on his ear, "Dad, Mumu try the immortal method again."

Although it feels impossible, it is also the only hope.

Shangguan Jiuyou pulled him and said, "Sit down, don't let your mother worry."

Mumu pouted and muttered, "You look down on Mumu's magic, don't you? I'm still young, I will definitely be very powerful when I grow up."

"Mumu, daddy doesn't look down on you, daddy doesn't want you to be in danger. If I didn't have the elixir given by your mother, would you be able to wake up now?

If there is no elixir, how long will you have to sleep before you wake up? "

Mumu stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

I have tried it, and it takes a lot of mental strength to break this formation with "mouth".

With his current abilities, there is indeed no hope.

He clenched his fleshy little fists and secretly made up his mind to become stronger.

In the camping area of ​​the Nine Princes' Mansion, Bai Bai circled around the tent, becoming a little dizzy following the flying circle of Lu Lu, and stopped on its head.

"Hey, you can find Mumu Niang by just turning around, right?"

"To shut up."

If you are in a bad mood, you still come to bother this cat god.

What's going around in circles? That was to check if there was any master's scent around.

"It's strange that the master's scent disappeared out of thin air in the camp. How could this happen?"

Bai Bai lay on the ground, unable to understand.

The little silver dragon suddenly thought of something and quickly crawled outside the tent.

If it is true, the master will also be in danger.

Following the master's scent, he climbed outside a tent and the smell disappeared.

I searched all around and even sneaked into the camp to look inside, but I couldn't find the master at all.

"It's miserable, it's miserable." He muttered to himself and went to look for Si Ye.

Si Ye is meditating.

The little silver dragon climbed onto his lap and said, "Stop drinking the wind. There are urgent things."

Si Ye opened his eyes and walked to the desk with the little silver dragon, "Write, Snake Language, I can't understand the old man's current situation."

Little silver dragon... everyone is blind and you are blind, I am obviously a dragon.

But after thinking of something important, he didn't dare to delay. His tail was stained with ink and twisted.

The first time it was fresh and the second time it was familiar, I am very satisfied with the way it was written this time. At least I can recognize it without putting in too much effort.

Si Ye looked at the words on the rice paper and seriously suspected that His Highness the Ninth Prince's horse had sneaked into the lower world and had its brain chopped off when Heaven punished it.

I wasted so much time and wrote: Don’t be fooled, there are tens of thousands of urgent matters.

Can't we just write about "urgent" things? Is it against the rules of heaven to write about things directly?

"Drinking the wind? I'm absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Others don't know how to make fun of me, but you know how to make fun of me."

Little Silver Dragon...funny, what aura does this continent have? Even if you suck it for ten years, it won't be as good as what you can absorb in half an hour in the fairy world.

With ink on his tail, he tried to argue, but finally gave up.

The Savior is the most important thing right now.

"Teleportation, blinding, here." After writing, he motioned to Si Ye to read it.

"There are demons here, and it's normal to have demons' magic."

Little Silver Dragon glanced twice and fell down on the table.

Si Ye lifted it up and shook it, "Hey, so careless? You're going to faint now."

After another violent shake, the little silver dragon opened its eyes.

Holding back his dizziness, he threw himself on the table.

Si Ye put it on the table after understanding it.

The little silver dragon's tail was stained with ink again, and he wrote at a much faster speed than before: Quick, save His Highness Ninth Prince.

It turned out to be a demon, and the master must be rescued as soon as possible.

"It can't be fast. I'm just like you now, I have no power. When night falls, I can find a few ghosts to help me, and then I can hope to break the formation."

These words made the little silver dragon feel like he was exhausted, unable to muster any strength.

After a moment of silence, it began to try to transform. As long as it regained its dragon body, its mana would be restored.

A faint golden light emerged on it.

Si Ye shouted, "Are you crazy? Then Heaven will notice that with your current state, a thunder can turn you into ashes between heaven and earth."

"Change it. If you don't save your master, you'll die. If you save him, you'll die. Either way, it's death. I'd rather choose the latter death." Unfortunately, Si Ye didn't understand.

The golden light faded away, but it was still the same, but thunder outside was remembered.

The little silver dragon ignored it and tried to transform again.

A thunderbolt hit the tent.