Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 130 Mini Version Seventh Baby?

Early the next morning, Yang Laosan and Li Tiezhu went to buy materials for building the house. The registered workers in the village had already prepared early, and the house building industry was in full swing.

On the fifteenth day, the depth of the foundation of the house was almost reached. After all, there are more people and more strength.

As night fell, Yang Jinfan walked around in front of the newly dug mound, and then went back to the house satisfied. Yang Laosan and the others came back from the town and unloaded the goods in the yard. Mrs. Wang was busy in the kitchen, so she went back to the house by herself. The consciousness of the room moved into the space.

As soon as he entered the space, Yang Jinfan realized something was wrong.

Why does it feel that the aura of heaven and earth in the space is much thinner today, and the surrounding vegetation is not as vibrant as in the past. When a breeze hits, Yang Jinfan even shudders unconsciously.

Everything around him seemed not quite right, Yang Jinfan frowned, feeling that something was missing in the open space in front of him.

correct!

The Great Temple is gone!

What was replaced was a mortal mansion. Although it was also very grand, it was simply not comparable to the previous magical palaces.

Yang Jinfan pushed the door and walked into the mansion. The mansion was brightly lit, and the night view of the royal palace was nothing more than that. It didn't feel quiet and dreamy. There was also a swing in the yard, but it looked a little old.

Yang Jinfan looked around, feeling as if she had strayed into the emperor's harem by mistake. She even wondered if Baby Seven had moved away, so she didn't tell her.

The space is quite different from the past. In the past, the space was always as bright as day and the sun was shining brightly. Today it is indeed dark blue and the sky is full of stars. It is clearly the fifteenth day, but here there is no moon hanging high in the sky.

A slightly bleak scene made Yang Jinfan feel overwhelmed, and he was probably sure that Mi Qibao had just moved away.

When Yang Jinfan was secretly lost, a little fan was walking towards her silently, stood beside her, stretched out his small hand and tugged at her shirt.

Yang Jinfan glanced around but didn't see anyone, and didn't feel any other strange aura around him.

"If you're not blind, just look down."

There was an impatient voice of milk, and Yang Jinfan subconsciously looked down, and saw a pink and tender little milk baby like a fairy child who was looking at her seriously with his round head raised.

Yang Jinfan carefully looked at the face of the little milk baby, suddenly realized, and said uncertainly: "Baby Seven?"

The little milk boy stood at attention, and only nodded slightly: "Well, I'm not blind, it's me."

Yang Jinfan seemed to have discovered a new continent, he squatted down and looked at her, his smile gradually enlarged.

"Is it really Mi Shenjun? Are you turning into a child on a whim?"

After finishing speaking, like being possessed by a demon, he stretched out his hand to pinch Mi Qibao's chubby, smooth and tender face.

Mi Qibao reached out and swung her hand away several times but failed. Just as she swung it away, her hand hit her face again. After a few times, she simply stopped struggling and let Yang Jinfan make a fuss, with a tense face. , to vent their dissatisfaction with facial expressions.

"I don't have that much free time. This is the aftermath of my soul being severely injured before the return of the lord of all things. Every fifteenth day in the mortal world, my divine power will suddenly weaken, only equivalent to An ordinary little fairy, because the divine power is too thin, can't support the original chaotic body of the Lord, so it has become what it is now. The space transformed by the divine power of the Lord will also change accordingly, but as long as it passes When I am a child in the mortal world, I will be able to return to my original state."

While listening to the reason, Yang Jinfan held the miniature version of Mi Qibao into his arms to play with. It was a small one, about the size of a half-year-old child. Unlike children, it was a little fairy who could run and jump.

The corners of Yang Jinfan's mouth were almost grinning to the back of his ears, his seven-year-old body looked like an adult in front of Mi Qibao, and he could easily pick up Mi Qibao and hold him in his arms.

"How cute is this little one, how nice it is that I can still hold you!"

"Hmph." Mi Qibao snorted coldly.

"If it wasn't for my lack of divine power, I would have transformed a mirror in front of you, so that you can take a good look at your current appearance, like a child trafficker."

Mi Qibao was not forgiving, but his small body was lazily leaning against Yang Jinfan's arms.

"Nonsense, how can there be such a human trafficker who is loved by everyone?"

Yang Jinfan retorted, she is still a child now!
"Hmph, no self-knowledge."

Mi Qibao fell asleep in Yang Jinfan's arms. She was most likely to get tired during this period. The injury was so severe that she fell into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years, and her primordial spirit still hadn't fully recovered.

Yang Jinfan felt the tiredness and dependence of the little baby in his arms, so he stopped talking and quietly carried her to the palace.

"By the way," Mi Qibao raised his small head, half-closed his big black eyes, and reminded Yang Jinfan, "This is the day of every month when my divine power is the weakest. If someone finds out about your Fate, I can't control it."

Yang Jinfan didn't take it seriously: "Fate is determined by God, so what if we know? How much can strange forces and chaos influence me, my own destiny is ultimately in my own hands."

Mi Qibao pressed his small head back to Yang Jifan's shoulder: "You are my contract servant, so naturally no one can control your fate. It's just that if someone has evil thoughts and wants to replace you, or get rid of you quickly, I will You won't care."

Yang Jinfan sniffed artificially: "The god doesn't care about me, I'm so sad~"

Mi Qibao raised her small hand and patted her on the face: "Before you entered the space, I felt a force from the north probing your fate. Although it couldn't detect it accurately, it could still know your fate. approximate location."

"I was picked up by my parents. Even my parents don't know my birth date. How could that power know? If I don't know my birth date, how can I find out my fate?"

Yang Jinfan wondered, could it be that her biological parents were looking for her using her birth date?

"This is a matter of your mortal world, and I have no way of knowing about it. I told you this matter only because of the relationship between you and me as a master and servant, so that you can be more psychologically prepared. Alright, I will I put it on the couch, so you can go to the spiritual pool for a dip by yourself, although the space has changed, the spiritual power of the spiritual spring water has not changed."

"Okay, I've written down what Shenjun said, don't worry, I will pay attention, rest at ease."

Putting Mi Qibao on the bed, pulling Shen Yunjin to cover her small body, Yang Jinfan walked out of the mansion.

After taking a bath, Yang Jinfan left the space.

At night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, who was looking for her?

Could it be her biological parents?
Yang Jinfan reached out and touched the position of his right collarbone, where there was a pink butterfly-shaped birthmark, which was hidden by clothes so that others would not be able to see it.

If her parents, why not look for her based on the birthmark?
　Two thousand today~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)