Chapter 457

Xia Jinmian turned around and walked back until it was dark before she discovered a serious problem.

At noon, when the three flowers in the Demon Realm dragged her away, she failed to leave a mark.

So, Ye Mohan is lost! ?

Xia Jinmian patted her forehead in frustration.

I found a big tree that was hundreds of years old, climbed up to prepare for a night of rest, and figured out a way tomorrow.

Holding the bayonet in one hand and wrapping her arms around her arms in the other, she leaned against the tree like that.

Although he closed his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy.

All with vigilance.

Suddenly, a "hiss hiss~" sound swam towards her.

Xia Jinmian's closed eyelids moved, but she didn't open them.

It wasn't until the sound of "hiss~" swam to her legs that she suddenly opened her eyes, and at the same time stabbed fiercely with the bayonet.

The bayonet pierced the snake seven inches and nailed it to the tree.

When the snake's tail was struggling, Xia Jinmian immediately let go, and the snake's tail was wrapped around her bayonet.

Xia Jinmian wanted to see if the snake was poisonous, and if it wasn't poisonous, it would be possible to light a fire and roast it for breakfast tomorrow.

As soon as he got closer, a female voice came from above his head.

"Don't look at it, it's a poisonous snake."

Xia Jinmian looked up vigilantly.

"who is it!"

There was darkness among the dense foliage, and it was impossible to see who was coming overhead.

But he didn't expect that person to land on the branch opposite Xia Jinmian lightly like a female ghost, and took out a bright bead from his bosom, illuminating her apparently aged but still charming woman's face, and blood red clothes.

"Little Monkey, it's me, your mother."

"..."

Xia Jinmian has never seen such an old woman taking advantage of others, this Demon Island really has everyone!

But she was keenly aware that the old woman on the opposite side restrained her breath, she should be a very powerful master.

By the way, the old woman called her little monkey boy?

Could it be that she is—

In an instant, Xia Jinmian's breathing became tight, and she blurted out: "Mother!"

Those who know current affairs are heroes, and Xia Jinmian doesn't want to be killed in seconds.

The old woman in red burst into tears of joy, and rushed forward to hug Xia Jinmian.

"I knew my little monkey boy was not dead! Little monkey boy, mother will listen to you in everything from now on, mother will not stop you from doing whatever you want, as long as you are happy, okay?"

Xia Jinmian's body was tense, hesitatingly pointed to the huge night pearl in her hand.

He asked tentatively, "This...can you give it to me?"

The old woman took Xia Jinmian's hand without hesitation and stuffed it into her hand.

"Mother's things are all yours, mother misses you so much, mother's baby!"

Xia Jinmian: "..."

Xia Jinmian was not used to being hugged by a strange old woman.

She pushed her away slightly, looked at her face, and asked nervously, "Am I really your little monkey boy?"

"Yeah, you already called my mother, didn't you? Mother's little monkey boy, what's wrong with you? Did you learn the three flower costumes of the Demon Realm and lose your memory? I saw you went to play with them today, for fun happy?"

Xia Jinmian put away Ye Mingzhu first, and then said: "Happy."

"Ever since you played with the three flowers of Moyu, you have learned badly, and you know how to dress up and look good, and you don't pay mother for it. Hmph! Mother will be angry!"

Xia Jinmian's scalp was numb, she raised her hand and tugged at the old woman's clothes, and asked tentatively, "Mother, do you still remember what I look like?"

"That's what you look like. You are thin and beautiful. You run around the island all day long like a little monkey. You also like to sleep on trees. Mom can't catch you or find you. You Say you are naughty?"

Xia Jinmian nodded helplessly, "...it's a bit naughty."

The old woman smiled and said: "Don't worry, mother won't spank your ass, and I won't spank you in the future."

"..."

Xia Jinmian smiled with a half-hearted smile.

What is this called?

She wasn't even sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The next second is life or death, I'm afraid it all depends on the old hag's brain nerves.