Chapter 662 The Damn Things (39)
At this moment, not only Xia Qian and Shangguan Ximing couldn't bear it, but even Situ Jingxuan and Xia Su's faces were full of sadness. How could they do anything to such an extremely happy and kind child.

If it wasn't for this little girl who wanted to kill them cruelly, it would have been a breeze, but she didn't do that, she just gave them a warning.

After a while, the scene in front of them surprised the four of them again. I wonder if the Chilling Spirit Grass was tired from playing, so she sat on the ground with her short legs outstretched, and then grabbed the snow with both hands and kneaded it into a small shape. Eat the round grains one by one.

Xia Qian and Shangguan Ximing stared at this strange scene with wide eyes. This cold grass actually eats this snow. Could it be that she has been eating snow since she grew up.

Seeing this, Situ Jingxuan swallowed his breath. In fact, he was also a little hungry, and then his stomach started to growl normally.

Originally, this hungry stomach growling should be normal, but at this moment it seemed extremely abnormal, and because of his stomach growling, Zhi Hanlingcao turned his head vigilantly to look in the direction of the sound.

After a quick glance, Xia Qian and the others were quickly discovered. The eyes that were still wary in the Cold Ling Prairie gradually turned into anger, and then became burning with anger.

With a sound of brushing the ground, the Cold Spirit Grass stood up from the snow, put his hands on his waist and roared angrily, "You scoundrels, I let you go, but you still dare to come."

The small voice was full of anger, and a pair of snow-white eyes stared at Xia Qian and the others.

Xia Qian stood up from where she was squatting, and then tilted her head to look at the most cold spirit grass. What a child like a snow elf, her eyes are not cold but have a touch of tenderness.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other like this, and it didn't know how long it had been, Xia Qian suddenly said softly, "Don't be afraid, we didn't come to hurt you."

The three of them had never heard Xia Qian speak in such a tone before, and their surprised eyes turned to Xia Qian again.

"Then what are you doing here?" Zhihan Lingcao looked at Xia Qian and listened to her soft tone, gradually relaxed a little bit of guard, kept looking up and down Xia Qian, her pair of snow-white eyes were like a doll.

Xia Qian smiled slightly and walked towards the Chilling Spirit Grass step by step, and said softly, "We are here to ask you for help."

"What can I help you with?" Zhihan Lingcao heard that she was asking for help, tilted her head and looked at Xia Qian's curious face.

"Because many people are in danger of their lives, only you can save them." Having said this, Xia Qian also began to look serious, after all, only the fusion of the most cold spirit grass and the most hot spirit grass can cure the plague.

"Then how can I save it?" Zhihan Lingcao was still full of curiosity with her snow-white eyes open, because she still didn't understand what Xia Qian wanted her to do.

"We need you and Zhire Lingcao Rong to save them." Xia Qian didn't want to hide anything, so she had to tell the truth.

(End of this chapter)

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