The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 5 Speechless, That's a Funeral Object
Thinking of Linghai, Nan Lingge had a headache. She also practiced spiritual power in her previous life, but the original owner was a piece of trash, and seemed to have no spiritual veins, so she couldn't cultivate spiritual power. Linghai was in the spiritual veins, like a small stream , the larger the spiritual sea, the faster the cultivation speed.

But she didn't, in sadness...

"I don't have a spiritual vein," Nan Lingge said flatly.

Although there is no spiritual vein, it does not mean that there will never be. In this continent where martial arts are respected, the weak have only one end in the end, and that is death. It is the same truth to win the king and lose the bandit, but Nan Lingge only believes in one truth: It's up to me.

She must find a way to cultivate spiritual power, not for others, but for her own better life in the future, no one dares to despise her.

"It's okay, it's okay, I will protect my mother from now on," came the soft voice of the little milk baby, bringing back Nan Lingge's thoughts.

Nan Lingge was about to say that I was fine, when suddenly the little milk boy exclaimed: "Ah! Where is my funeral offering, mother, have you seen my funeral offering?"

"Compensation for burial??" Nan Lingge glanced at the "coffin"-like house, which was empty, and suddenly thought that you were not dead, even if it was a thing, it would not be a funeral object: "In your house There is nothing, okay, and pay for the funeral, you don’t seem to be dead yet, right?”

"The man gave it to me. He said it was for the funeral goods, and he asked them to wait until the mother's mother to give it to my mother." The little milk boy frowned and said sullenly. Obviously, the loss of the "burial goods" made him feel sad. Very depressed.

give her?Paying back the funeral goods, he is too good at teaching children, Nan Lingge is surprised, who is that person, and he knows her.

"Don't worry, just tell me what that thing looks like, and I'll help you find it," Nan Lingge felt distressed when he saw the little baby's brows wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

The little milk boy twitched her little red nose and said, "It's a piece..., hey... I found it."

Just halfway through speaking, the little milk boy suddenly saw the small stone that was kicked away by Nan Lingge before thinking about the corner of the wall, and ran over with short legs.

Seeing this, Nan Lingge followed, and the corner of her mouth twitched instantly. Wasn't that a black pebble that she kicked away earlier? That man, seeing the little milk baby so foolishly, let him treasure a stone, Nan Lingge was also drunk.

Unable to bear the sadness of the little milk baby, she pretended to be curious and asked, "Is this your "burial offering"?"

"Mother, just wait," the little milkman said excitedly.

Is there a mystery?Otherwise, why is this little guy so excited.

I saw that the little milk baby held the black pebble tightly in his small hand, and the blue flame wrapped his little hand, saying that fire overcomes wood, but the little milk baby who is a plant pet is not only not afraid, but also uses it freely.

Could this be fire-type spiritual power? No, she has seen fire-type spiritual power before, and it is generally red. This should be a mutated version of flame. Classes are further divided into three sub-levels, red flames are common, and variant flames are orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.But there are very few people in the world who have mutated flames, so it can be seen that she has picked up a treasure.

The black pebbles were shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared directly before Nan Lingge's eyes.

The little milk baby ran up to Nan Lingge with short legs excitedly, and spread out his little hands: "Mother, look!"

(End of this chapter)