baby girl farming

Chapter 12

Cui Yezhou had never seen that fragile appearance.

Could it be that the old disease has been committed again?

"Is Jiaojiao feeling bad? Wait, I'll get you a doctor right away." Cui Yezhou was in a hurry, ignoring the broken tiles on the ground, turned around and ran outside.Before leaving, he was still worried, so he took Yun'er away by the way.

The room was quiet.

Chu Jiaojiao closed her eyes, her consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Metaphysics in the Dharma-ending Era has long since fallen, and with the passage of time, countless cultivation methods have long been silent in the torrent of history.In modern times, no one has achieved success in cultivation for nearly a thousand years.Occasionally a genius will come out, and he will be astonished as a heavenly man if he can practice so much that he can fly over the eaves and walk over the walls.It has long been a luxury to want to reproduce the ability to move flowers and plants, to overwhelm the rivers and seas.

Although she was born in a century-old hermit family, the family has many people and few resources, and the fighting in the nest has already become white-hot.Her parents were indifferent to fame and wealth by nature, so they simply hid in the secular world for refuge, relying on the Chinese medicine clinic opened in the town to make ends meet.

Fortunately, they were all reluctant to owe her a debt, and they were always close to her when they had good things.

At this moment, her sea of ​​consciousness was a vast expanse of whiteness, shrouded in thick fog. As soon as her consciousness was submerged, the thick fog rolled towards her, causing her to squint her eyes subconsciously.

"Here, this way."

A pink little piggy appeared in the thick fog in vain, waving at her from a distance.

Little Pig opened and closed his mouth, chattering loudly, "You are really stupid to say you are stupid! Grandpa Pig has called you several times, and you are pretending to be deaf. Come, come, come to Grandpa Pig!"

A pink piggy, Peppa, looms in the billowing fog. Its small body is only slightly bigger than a human fist, and it is pocket-sized and miniature.The slender pig tail curls and wags non-stop, like a little pug begging for a bone.

The big bushes fanned their ears, and the little pig's mouth was even more cheerful.

Chu Jiaojiao squinted her eyes, stared at it coldly and did not speak.This little piggy page looks familiar...

"Hey, Grandpa Pig is calling you!"

Little Peggy spit out human words, "You are a woman, Grandpa Pig is helping you, and you still treat Grandpa Pig's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Tell me, you can't tell the difference! You..."

"To shut up!"

Chu Jiaojiao didn't want to hear it beeping blindly, so she sneered, "What are you? You ran to my puffins and occupied the dove's nest, and dared to speak nonsense? Get out of here!"

"Yo, yo yo! Tsk tsk tsk—"

Little Piggy walked around her strangely, and her big bush ears swayed along with it, "Look, look, no wonder they all said 'only women and villains are hard to raise', Grandpa Pig has seen it today Yes. I only helped you a lot with my front foot, but you want to kick your grandpa pig with my back foot? It’s not such a good thing, huh!”

"It's up to you? Cut!"

A pig, can you help her?

Even if she was killed, she would not believe it.

Chu Jiaojiao looked around, and in the thick fog, she could vaguely see a path.She walked along the path, wanting to see what was in the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hey, you can't be ruthless."

The little pig was in a hurry, and hurried to catch up with the short pig legs: "If it weren't for Grandpa Pig to help you, you would have become a ghost under the wheel, and you can't die anymore. You can still be good." Stand here and cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

"what?"

Chu Jiaojiao gasped, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

She narrowed her eyes warily.

"You peeked at my memory?"

If not, how does it know this?
(End of this chapter)