Chapter 688: The lost little squirrel

Lianwu twitched the corners of her mouth: "Lost it."
Xiaoxue's eyes widened, and he asked inexplicably, "Why!"
"If you lose it, you lose it." How can there be so many reasons? With him, this kind of inferior creature can hardly survive as long as it touches his breath.
So if you don't want to lose him, you can only choke to death.
Xiaoxue twisted her head: "No, I'll go to my mother, she will save the little squirrel."
Xiaoxue hugged the little squirrel and went to look for the cold mirror, and the white behind her followed like an escape.
"Mother, please save the little squirrel, how come it suddenly became so dull, is it boring in the bell?" The little blood hugged the little squirrel to Han Jing, and Han Jing was paying back. What kind of dry food is delicious, was interrupted by Xiaoxue so that she had to hand her two pieces of dried meat that she had just picked out. Please remember my URL:
Then he put another piece into his mouth, and then reached out his hand to take the little squirrel and took a look. This is fine!
"Is it sleepy?" Han Jing looked at the squirrel with a dull and listless look, as if he had lost his soul.
Xiaoxue shook his head: "I don't know either."
"What's the matter?" Lan Ling walked over and knelt down and asked.
"Little squirrel doesn't know what's wrong..." Xiaoxue said vaguely while biting on the dried meat.
He swallowed it and continued: "Brother Lianwu said he wanted me to throw it away.
Lan Ling stretched out his hand to carry the little squirrel, looked at it and said, "Leave it away."
Little blood...
"Why!"
Lan Ling pointed to the little squirrel's eyes and said, "You haven't seen it, has its soul lost?"
Xiaoxue looked into the eyes of the little squirrel, and sure enough... the soul of the little squirrel was gone, and now he was almost demented and could not live long.
Xiaoxue blinked, a little sad: "Why is this happening!"
Lan Ling shook his head: "Xiao Xue, you forgot, but you have raised a ghost king. The souls of these low-level creatures are too fragile. In front of the powerful ghost king, they can't bear it. Even if he doesn't do anything, these little creatures The souls of creatures will dissipate because they can't bear his breath."
Xiaoxue was dumbfounded: "Then I can't raise small animals anymore?"
Slightly depressed.
"Little squirrel is so pitiful!" Xiaoxue was a little sad. If she hadn't taken it out to show Lianwu, it wouldn't be like this.
Lan Ling touched her head: "Not long after we were separated, it should be around here. You draw a talisman to call it back as soon as possible. It is still saved. Then you hide it and wait until we leave to the periphery. Let it go."
Xiaoxue looked at Lan Ling and nodded. Although a little reluctant, she still wants Lianwu if she chooses between Lianwu and Little Squirrel.
This kind of soul-calling charm is very simple. Xiao Xue quickly drew one to help the little squirrel bring back the lost soul. Sure enough, the little squirrel's eyes had a look again. Xiaoxue touched it: "Little squirrel, I'm sorry, I wanted to take you home, but I can't take you away now. When I get back to the forest, I will put you back. You must live well!"
The little squirrel chirped twice, as if she understood Xiaoxue's words, and Xiaoxue touched the little squirrel again, and then put it in the blood jade bell.
Then I lowered my head to see Bai Bai arched at her feet, and asked worriedly: "What about Bai Bai? I can't bear to Bai Bai..."