When Zixuan and others are walking towards the Guteng forest, Xiao Tian also takes Lin qinger to Nuwa temple.

As soon as Xiao Tiangang landed on the ground, he saw the contemporary holy aunt puppet mother-in-law standing outside the Nuwa temple, concentrating on drying herbs.

"What are you doing in Nuwa temple?" The puppet mother-in-law sensed the movement and looked over. She saw that the man to come was Xiao Tian, and she immediately had no good breath.

She thinks her strength is inferior to Xiao Tian, but she doesn't believe that Xiao Tian can solve the fate of Nuwa. In her opinion, Xiao Tian will only harm Zixuan and Qing'er in the end.

It's a pity that Zixuan didn't want to get rid of the fate of the Nuwa people and was possessed by the devil. She even decided that Xiao Tian could help her break the fate shackles of the Nuwa people!

If the fate of the Nuwa people is really so easy to break, then how can the past generations of Nuwa ethnic group die with hatred?

"Zixuan goes out to experience, Qing'er can't be left unattended," Xiao Tian looks at the puppet mother-in-law with a calm expression.

"Experience?" The puppet mother-in-law sneered and said, "Zixuan is really possessed by the devil. Do you think you can break the fate of Nuwa people for her?"

However, although the puppet mother-in-law was merciless, she still walked towards Xiao Tian, ready to take over Lin qinger.

In any case, Lin qinger is a Nuwa ethnic group. She is the saint of the Nuwa people. It is the duty to raise the Nuwa people.

Seeing the puppet mother-in-law's action, Xiao Tian smiles in his heart, but does not show it. He just hands Lin qinger to the puppet mother-in-law.

"Hum!" The puppet mother-in-law took Lin qinger and could not help humming. Then her eyes fell on Lin qinger.

"How could there be such a magnificent spiritual power in Qing'er's body? What's more, you untied the seal of Qing'er's puppet soup?"

Before Lin qinger was held by Xiao Tian, the puppet mother-in-law has not found anything.

When she took over Lin qinger, she immediately felt the tremendous spiritual power contained in Lin qinger's small body. At the same time, the puppet soup she once fed to Lin qinger was forced out by some force!

"The spiritual power of Qing'er is transmitted to her by Zixuan. As for the seal of puppet soup, the Nuwa people can't have no descendants," Xiao Tian said, looking at the puppet mother-in-law.

"What's wrong with Zixuan?" When the puppet mother-in-law hears the speech, her face changes, and she looks at Xiao Tian with a little more killing in her eyes.

She thought that Zixuan had already fallen. After all, the spiritual power of the Nuwa clan was handed down from generation to generation. Now Lin qinger inherited the great power of Nuwa in Zixuan. Zixuan, who lost the power of Nuwa, might have only one result.

Thinking of this, the puppet mother-in-law looks at Xiao Tian's eyes with a stronger sense of killing.

In her opinion, if it wasn't for Xiao Tian, how could Zixuan have done such a stupid thing? You know, Lin qinger was sealed by puppet soup, which would have been enough for Zixuan to fight for decades.

"Zixuan is very good," Xiao Tian's face suddenly sank when she realized the killing intention in the puppet's mother-in-law's eyes. She said stiffly, "I've sent you qinger. I hope you can treat Qing'er kindly. Don't wait until Zixuan comes back. What's wrong with qinger?"

After saying that, before waiting for the puppet mother-in-law to speak, Xiao Tian's figure flashed and disappeared in the sight of the puppet mother-in-law.

When Xiao Tian left, the puppet mother-in-law sighed and took Lin Qing'er and walked toward Nuwa hall.

At the same time, under the guidance of the cane left by the old man Gu Teng, four people, Solanum solani, Zixuan and Tang Xuejian, arrived at the west side of the Guteng forest where the ancient vine essence was located.