Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"No, no, Xiaoxiao won't kill, Xiaoxiao doesn't want to be a bad person!"

"Help me, help me, snakes, there are so many big snakes, get away, get away, ah!"

Ling Xiaoxiao closed her eyes tightly, crying and struggling wildly, looking extremely pitiful.

Ning Xiaolei felt pity, gently held Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, hugged her, and comforted her softly: "Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you, I will protect you."

As if she heard what he said, Ling Xiaoxiao's crying voice gradually subsided, and she hugged Ning Xiaolei's waist tightly and fell asleep.

"Oh, why is such a good child so miserable?"

At the door of the room, Ye Ting looked sad, wiped the wet corners of his eyes, and sighed.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaolei turned around and promised: "Mom, don't worry, no matter what happens to Xiaoxiao, I will help her."

Ye Ting nodded and said: "Then we must help. During the two days when you were away, this little girl has been with us, making us happy, helping this group and that, she is extremely filial."

"Yes, I do have intentions." Ning Xiaolei looked deeply at Ling Xiaoxiao and silently kept this feeling in his heart.

Then, he seemed to remember something and released Ning Xiaoyue and Lin Yumeng from the demon refining pot space.

The two women appeared, first greeted Ye Ting and Ning Dali, and then their eyes fell on Ling Xiaoxiao, who was hugging Ning Xiaolei tightly.

For fear of Lin Yumeng misunderstanding, Ye Ting explained: "Yumeng, Xiaoxiao is sick and crying. Don't think too much about it!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, Yu Meng is not the kind of person who has a small belly."

Lin Yumeng smiled sweetly, looked at Ning Xiaolei and asked, "Xiao Lei, what's wrong with Ling Xiaoxiao?"

"I can't explain it right now. I'll go out and explain it to you in detail!"

With that said, Ning Xiaolei gently took off Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and prepared to put her on the bed.

"No, don't leave me, snake, big snake."

"Ancestor, please don't come over. Don't give me the Soul-reducing Powder. No, I don't want it. Please, don't."

As soon as she left Ning Xiaolei's chest, Ling Xiaoxiao started crying.

In desperation, Ning Xiaolei could only show a helpless smile to everyone and said: "In that case, let's talk about it here!"

"Everyone must have heard that the reason why she is like this must be related to this soul-destroying powder."

Ning Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and said, "Well, it must be related. Who is this hateful ancestor? Is it the ancestor of Sister Xiaoxiao?"

"And what's going on with this snake she keeps talking about?" Lin Yumeng also raised his own doubts.

Ning Xiaolei shook his head and said, "Don't worry about anything else for now. The most important thing now is to figure out what is going on with this soul-destroying powder, so that we can save Xiaoxiao."

"Yes, yes, that makes sense. Save people first." Ye Ting said hurriedly.

Although Ning Dali didn't speak at the side, he also expressed his support for Ye Ting's statement.

Ning Xiaolei nodded: "I'm going to ask people to see who knows about this situation."

Ning Xiaolei took out his mobile phone and opened the demon group. Ning Xiaolei sent a message.

Xiaoyao Ning Xiaolei: Dear brothers and sisters, who knows what the soul-stirring powder is? Urgent!

"What the hell, I've never heard of it." Sun Wukong jumped out first.

"I haven't heard of it either." The Bull Demon King followed closely.

Ning Xiaolei hurriedly explained: "After taking it, the body will be cold and hot for a while. When it is cold, it is like ice, and when it is hot, it is like fire."

"There are many things that can cause this symptom, but I still can't determine what it is." The golden-winged roc eagle followed.

Later, many big demons in the group also said that they could not determine what it was.

Just when Ning Xiaolei was in despair, Nuwa suddenly sent him a message.