Chapter 90: Forest of Death (4)
I saw the little bead spinning faster and faster beside my mind, seemingly unhappy that Leng Xiao was laughing at it like this.
As if feeling the wind brought by the high-speed operation, the little mind finally stopped, raised his head in surprise, and watched in amazement the small beads spinning around him at high speed.
dizziness!
It was the only feeling in my little mind at the moment.
"Oh my God, stop quickly, your head is really spinning." Leng Xiao screamed in his heart.
And the small bead that was rotating at high speed seemed to hear Leng Xiao's inner voice, trembled twice like Leng Xiao, and finally floated quietly in the gray mist again.
Hey, this little bead seems to be able to hear my inner thoughts. Leng Xiao’s face immediately turned green.
As if feeling Leng Xiao's surprise and frustration at this moment, the little gray beads jumped up and down proudly.
Looking at the small bead jumping up and down in frustration, the little mind deliberately gave the bead a white eye, and then stopped paying attention to it. The mind continued to float downward, looking at the quiet and deep under the mist, the little mind immediately stopped
, he was about to land and study the strange Dantian, but he accidentally slipped and fell.
Just as he stood up awkwardly, Leng Xiao felt the laughter-like mockery of "Hahaha". He looked up again in confusion. There was no one else around, and it seemed that he was still the same happy gray bead.
I was depressed. Who made me laugh at others? I didn't understand why this weird bead had the same state of mind as myself. I lowered my head and looked carefully at the place where I just fell. Only then did I realize that under the mist
, is not a piece of solid soil, but a small stream, but it was too quiet just now, and the deep color made Leng Xiao mistakenly think that there was a piece of solid land under his feet.
He didn't know when such a small stream appeared in his dantian. If he talked about small beads, Leng Xiao could still think that they were compressed from colorful silk threads. Thinking of this, Leng Xiao felt the colorful silk threads carefully, only to find that
There is no movement in the Dantian in the abdomen.
Hey, where are the colorful silk threads?
Leng Xiao looked up in confusion at the gorgeous little bead covered in gray mist.
Could it be that the colorful silk threads have completely merged with those water droplets?
As if sensing Leng Xiao's doubts, the gorgeous bead instantly tore open the gray fog coat, and a colorful and colorful bead was exposed in front of his mind. Different from the previous colorful bead, in this colorful bead
On the beads, Leng Xiao seemed to be able to sense thousands of colors, but strangely, his eyes could only see seven basic colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Perhaps it was because of these colorful colors that the beads were deliberately made of gray.
The mist covers itself with a layer of gray gauze.
This little guy is trying to hide his shame! He definitely doesn’t like colorful colors either.
The colorful silk threads were gone, and the liquid water droplets condensed by the Five Elements Qi had also disappeared. Leng Xiao didn't know what kind of Qi he could use now, he frowned tightly and withdrew from his Dantian.
After sitting quietly on the futon for a long time, Leng Xiao just sat there blankly.
Chapter completed!