Thank you, people are forced to raise cubs in the prehistoric

Chapter 222 Poor Little Yunyun

After the group of purple air exploded, it turned into eight sections, three long and five short, and then disappeared.

"what?"

Lin Xiaoqiu tried her best to look up, and there was no shadow of the cloud of purple air.

"Lord!"

A faint buzzing sound came.

Ok?
Was there any sound just now?

"Help! No... who will save the Savior..."

This time Lin Xiaoqiu heard clearly that someone was indeed calling for help, and the voice sounded very familiar.

Is it a creature she knows or a zoo cub?
No, she has to go and see!

Lin Xiaoqiu immediately drove the boat to the source of the sound.

"Xiao Lin, your magic weapon is not bad."

Yang Mei's eyebrows fell into the cabin before the person arrived.

It took a while for it to appear.

"Old Yang! Are you okay? How is Fanfanle and the butterflies?"

Lin Xiaoqiu stopped the boat and turned to look over.

"I have damaged some origins, just give me a few snow cakes to eat, and those little creatures will be safe under my protection."

Yang Mei sat down casually, raised her eyebrows with her fingers, and said nonchalantly.

"Can we talk about snow cakes later? I'm rushing to save people, did you hear the voice calling for help?"

Seeing that it was fine, Lin Xiaoqiu quickly started the boat again.

"For help?"

Yang Mei closed her eyes and listened carefully, opened her eyes after a while and shook her head, "There's no need to go, the soul is gone, the primordial spirit is broken, and it can't be saved."

"If you can save it, you have to go and see first!"

Hearing that the matter was so serious, Lin Xiaoqiu became anxious all of a sudden.

What kind of poor boy was beaten like this!
"In that case, let me help you."

Yang Mei stood up, stretched out one hand, got a willow tree out of nowhere with the other hand, waved it in front, and then the scenes on both sides danced like slides.

Not long after, the boat appeared in front of a big mountain.

"Old Yang, you can do it."

Lin Xiaoqiu gave Yang Mei a thumbs up, then stopped the boat and quickly climbed out.

There is a big hole on the mountainside, and I don't know what hit it, and there is a red light twinkling inside.

Lin Xiaoqiu immediately jumped off the boat and ran over.

The pit seemed to be crushed by something, it was very flat, and there was a boy kneeling in the center.

There are many red light spots flying beside the boy.

"Lord..."

The young man didn't sense Lin Xiaoqiu's arrival, and threw himself on the ground crying heartbreakingly.

"Red mosquito?"

Standing on the side, Lin Xiaoqiu saw the boy's long nose and immediately remembered its identity.

"My lord! My lord, is it really you?"

The body of the red mosquito froze suddenly, turned around after a while, and looked at Lin Xiaoqiu. It rushed over and kowtowed to Lin Xiaoqiu continuously, "My lord, please save me, my savior! Please!"

"My lord, your lord is... Xiao Yunyun?"

Lin Xiaoqiu hadn't seen Red Cloud for so long, she almost forgot the relationship between Red Mosquito and it.

"Yes, my lord was attacked by Kunpeng, and there is only this trace of primordial spirit left, please save it!" Red Mosquito roared, pointing at the red dot below.

"Xiao Yunyun? That's really Xiao Yunyun! Isn't it at Zhen Yuanzi's place?"

Lin Xiaoqiu found a nearby place where the slope was not too steep, and hurried down.

"Uncle Master went out on business, Zhunti and the guide tricked the Lord out of the Wuzhuang Temple. Kunpeng joined forces with several monster clans to attack the Lord secretly. The Lord is kind, but the opponent is deadly. My lord, you You must save the Savior!"

Hong Mosquito knew that if anyone could save Hong Yun now, it would only be Lin Xiaoqiu.

When Lin Xiaoqiu came to the bottom of the pit, those light spots flew over on their own initiative, circling around Lin Xiaoqiu, as if saying goodbye.

Lin Xiaoqiu had a very clear feeling in his heart that these light spots were Xiao Yunyun.

Why did she stay in the chaos for a while, and Xiao Yunyun was killed by someone!
"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, come out and save people!"

Lin Xiaoqiu shouted anxiously holding the fortune pen.

[Hong Yun's birth was arranged early in the morning, and it is destined to be doomed. This is why Master did not accept it into the garden. If you want to save it, you must negotiate with Tiandao again. If you think it over, I will go talk. 】

"Go talk!"

Some say it can be saved.

Lin Xiaoqiu's flustered heart calmed down a bit, and just as she was about to comfort Red Mosquito, the panel jumped out again.

[It's done. 】

So fast?
[You can save it, but when the Lich War is over, you will go to the human world to survive the catastrophe for it and restore its luck, but you are the creator god of other worlds, so naturally you cannot enter the reincarnation of the prehistoric world, so you have to become a clone go to. 】

Is it difficult to become a clone?Will it be painful?Forget it, as long as you can't die!
【Okay, let Red Mosquito collect Hongyun's primordial spirit, and let Yang Mei take you to the underworld. 】

and many more!

Is the underworld the one she thought of?
Don't you want to save Xiao Yunyun? Why go to the underworld?
[Only Houtu can save Hong Yun, don't be afraid, Yang Mei and Hong Mosquito are with you. 】

Who is afraid!

She is not afraid.

She is a high official now!What about the God of Creation!

"Red Mosquito, quickly gather the spirits of your Patriarch, we have to hurry up and go to the underworld."

When it came to the next two words, Lin Xiaoqiu got stuck for no reason.

She felt her heartbeat.

Didn't speed up.

In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of.

That hell is not necessarily the hell in the fairy tales, the sea of ​​blood sounds so scary, but there is only one stupid mosquito in it.

Lin Xiaoqiu comforted herself like this, then went back to the boat and sat down.

"Sir, I have collected the remaining souls of the Lord."

The red mosquito flew to the boat, holding a ball of red light in its hand.

There was a tear hanging from the socket of its right eye, and it looked at Lin Xiaoqiu with great excitement.

"Old Yang, do you know the underworld, please take me there." Lin Xiaoqiu said.

"I've never heard of it, where is it?" Yang Mei asked.

"I know that Empress Houtu created the underworld in the netherworld, next to the sea of ​​blood." Red Mosquito said immediately.

"Sea of ​​Netherworld and Blood? Then I should be able to find it."

Yang Mei pinched her fingers, and many willow branches appeared around the boat.

A green light flashed, before Lin Xiaoqiu realized what was going on, they appeared in another space.

"Is it here?"

Yang Mei stood up, the willow branches all around disappeared, and a gloomy cold air rushed towards her face.

"Woooo..."

All kinds of cries sounded in my ears, and a few groups of pale blue flames flew by from time to time.

Occasionally, some translucent soul bodies can be seen floating in the distance.

"Yes, this is it! Sir, how are we going to save the Lord?"

Red Mosquito said excitedly.

At this time, a soul body floated over. Since the soul body had no attack power, it went straight through the barrier on the ship.

Although the body of the soul is not scary, but its body was pulled so long by something, so frightened that Lin Xiaoqiu's soul almost flew out.

"Mom! Ghost!"

Howling, Lin Xiaoqiu climbed to the back cabin, hugged Yang Mei's arm, trembling with fright.

(End of this chapter)