Chapter 945：

Chapter 945

Qiao had no extra brain to think about the meaning of the fat monk's words, and asked:

"Where is my master?"

The fat monk folded his hands and bowed, "The donor will come with me."

It was the same room that Qiao had visited last time. Before he reached the door, an old question came from the room, "Is it the little bunny here?"

Qiao choked, patted the door open, and walked in.

When she saw Wuwen, she gasped in shock.

"Why are you so old!"

He Yunting followed her into the meditation room, and saw a white-haired and white-brow old Dao sitting on the cave and meditating.

Wu asked her a glance, "It's not big or small, retro is popular now."

His voice was hoarse as if he was scratching the ground with a knife.

Qiao reacted no matter how slow he was, and knelt down in front of Wuwen's couch with a thump, and said with red eyes: "You lie to me! Is it a teleport talisman? You scattered the teleport talisman given to me by the cultivation base, right?"

The disappearance of the little dolphin made Qiao Yi's mood extremely fluctuating, and he was about to cry as he said.

"You kid, I'm not dead yet, don't cry in mourning!"

"You lied to me, you bastard, you lied to me, you knew I would not want it, I do not want it, you don't want to die!"

Wuwen scratched her shoulder with a whisk, "Okay, I won't give it to you, you are the one who died, can you come back so soon?"

He Yunting stepped forward to support Qiao Yi on the couch, and looked up at him without question, "This is your dying friend?"

He Yunting nodded and called him, "Hello, Master."

Nodded without question, "I look good, but people are colder."

"Is it time to talk about this? I'll give you some more of my blood, OK, how can you grow back to the original appearance?"

Waved his hand without question, "I was the one who was about to enter the soil. Let’s talk about your business today."

Qiao walked to the couch together and knelt down to Wuwen with a thump again.

"Master, please save my son."

Seeing Qiao Yi knelt down, He Yunting then knelt down and said respectfully: "I beg Master to save me and Qiao Yi’s child."

She told Wuwen the ins and outs of the little dolphin being kidnapped, and Wuwen stroked her gray beard.

"Simple, mother and child connect heart, draw blood and draw symbols, simply find people."

Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Can father and son?"

Without any question, he is puzzled, "Why are you father and son, do your men also draw symbols?"

"will not."

"That's not enough, only the talisman painted with the blood of the talisman will work."

Qiao's face collapsed instantly.

"what happened to you?"

"Master, it is true that I did not give birth to this child. He, I don’t know who his mother is. Do you have any other way?"

"You didn't give birth?" Wu asked she looked at her, then at He Yunting who was on the side, and counted.

It's not right.

He looked at He Yunting carefully.

"Jojo, I, I have something to tell you."

Qiao turned his head and asked impatiently: "What?"

He Yunting gritted his teeth. At this time, telling Qiao the truth is equivalent to sprinkling salt on her wound.

But in this situation, he seems to have no second choice.

"Little Dolphin is actually your son."

Qiao was silent for a few seconds, "I know he is my son, but now the master needs the blood of his biological mother to find the child, I can't."

"No." He Yunting clenched his fists, "You can, Xiaoyu's biological mother is you."

(End of this chapter)