My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand three hundred and ninety-nine

"It's okay, you can just lie down there. I'll see why later." Qiao Mu quickly stopped.

When she is not sure whether there is danger in the depths of the earth, she naturally will not let the little dirt bumps take risks casually.

"Good master." Xiao Tuqi answered obediently.

The tree let Master Shengshui release a little water to moisturize the poinciana tree.

Then she told the two little ones, "Wait for a while, I'm going to check the specific situation of this poinciana tree with my spiritual sense."

"Don't move around until I let you move."

"Oh" the two little ones obediently responded again.

Qiao Mu sat down cross-legged, concentrating calmly, gathering his divine consciousness into his eyes, opening his divine eyes, and carefully looking into the roots of the poinciana tree.

Sure enough, the root system of this poinciana tree is as Xiaotu said, the roots are very complicated.

Her divine consciousness immersed into a depth of several tens of meters underground, still unable to see the end, she couldn't help but let out a big exclamation in her heart.

This is more than a thousand-year-old poinciana tree

Qiao Mu's mood is slightly agitated, such a huge root system development, I am afraid it should be

Is it a 10,000-year poinciana tree?

Although I don't know what the poinciana has gone through, but seeing a sacred tree that has lasted for thousands of years, encountering such a thing, it seems that it is about to wither, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

The little girl made up her mind to save this guy anyway.

The divine consciousness was released after inch by inch, and explored into the depths of the earth, endlessly and I don't know how long it has passed.

A faint light appeared naturally on Qiao Mu's body.

Shuiwa and Tweet, who squatted next to her, became a little worried.

"Is there anything going on with the main silver?" Xiao Shuiwa's small transparent hands punched **** her white velvet head.

The little white squirrel shook his head repeatedly, "No."

"How do you feel that the main silver has been watched for a long time." Xiao Shuiwa looked solemn.

It's been a long time indeed.

Little White Squirrel also knows that Little Lord Yin used his divine sense to sink into the ground to investigate the actual situation. It is estimated that an hour has passed.

If this is changed to any person to check, I am afraid that at this time, the mental consciousness has been over-exhausted and he has passed out.

But the little master sitting there, except that his face was slightly pale, there was no special harm.

The two kids didn't dare to call her at will, so as not to disturb her getting worse.

It's almost two hours since I was so worried.

Qiao Mu suddenly opened his eyes and spouted a mouthful of blood.

The coquettish bloodshots fell on the roots of the poinciana trees~IndoMTL.com~ made a sneer, and the whole poinciana trees immediately shook.

The "master" Xiao Shuiwa and Tweet are about to be scared to death by her.

Qiao Mu raised his hand and said calmly, "It's okay."

It's just that the divine consciousness has been used too much.

It seems that the consumption limit of her spiritual consciousness is about two hours, and the continuous consumption of spiritual consciousness will make her physically and mentally exhausted, and her spiritual consciousness will be close to a state of exhaustion.

But soon, she could feel as if there was a warm current in her chest and abdomen, while washing her muscles and veins, she continued to have spiritual energy slowly condensing, and once again converged toward the depths of her knowledge.

The speed of the gathering of the gods is a bit fast, at least Qiao Mu feels that if other people are so worn down as hers, they may not be able to recover like hers.

The dead branches of the Flamboyant tree shook quickly, and suddenly a mass of things jumped from the roots