Chapter 279 The tears of the goddess will disappear

Stop it!

Xia Weiran, stop it quickly!

Xia Weiran forced himself to calm down and not be affected by the "voice" in his head. What she needs to focus on now is something more important.

He said, the mob might die!

Although this is the first time Xia Weiran has seen a monster in "Xiaoyaojie", she cares very much about this special little guy. Maybe it's because of Beibei who will never come back, or maybe it's because of the little wood spirit that babs and sings every day.

"How can we save it?" Xia Weiran asked.

Zhen frowned slightly: "There is no way. The ancient demon statue just gave birth to a son not long ago, and its son's life force is not complete. If he is thrown like this again, I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his words, but Xia Weiran already understood what he meant: The little monster is dying and there is no cure!

"how could be?"

Xia Weiran recalled the previous situation: "Obviously the little monster was grabbed here and there by that guy, but he wasn't injured. Now..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ni: "How do you know the little thing wasn't injured before?"

Such a sentence immediately choked Xia Weiran to shut up.

Thinking about it, the masked man roughly grabbed the little monster in his hand, which had already caused harm to the little monster. In the end, throwing the mobs out and escaping by himself only aggravated the damage.

"Isn't there any way?"

Xia Weiran couldn't bear to see the ancient demon statue sad. It was obviously a huge, special wild monster, but at this moment, it curled up into a small ball sadly, looking very pitiful. The little monster lay quietly in its palm, enjoying the last stage of its life.

In the end, Xia Weiran chose to ask directly to the ancient demon statue: "Excuse me, how can I save it? If there is a way, please tell me and I will help you save it!"

When the ancient demon statue heard what Xia Weiran said, it was first stunned in disbelief, then stared at Xia Weiran, making strange sounds from its mouth.

Xia Weiran didn't understand, "弜, please translate?"

"You can help it."

When he said this, he himself was filled with doubts: "It said you have a magic item on your body, and you can use it to repair its son's injured body."

"What is it?" Xia Weiran asked.

The ancient demon screamed a few more times. After he understood it, he relayed it to Xia Weiran again: "The magic item it mentioned should be your tears of the goddess!"

Tears of the Goddess?

If you say it is a magic item, there is no problem. but……

Xia Weiran asked: "If I give it the Tears of the Goddess, and the Tears of the Goddess are used to repair the monster's body, will they disappear afterwards?"

弜 nodded.

Xia Weiran still had questions: "Are you sure that the tears of the goddess can help the mobs?"

弜 nodded again.

Without any further hesitation, Xia Weiran took out the Tears of the Goddess that was almost snatched away by the masked man from his backpack, and handed it to the ancient golem: "Please use it to save your son!"

The Tears of the Goddess were given to her by Granny Cixi. She would never give up the Tears of the Goddess unless necessary.

However, the mob is a living being, and it can survive with the Tears of the Goddess. He couldn't bear to part with the Tears of the Goddess, so he could only watch it slowly die, and watch the ancient golem grieve over the death of his son.

The ancient demon statue looked at the Tears of the Goddess in Xia Weiran's hand, and its entire human form conveyed a joyful emotion. A few seconds later, it bowed deeply towards Xia Weiran, and then took the Tears of the Goddess with both hands.