Chapter 5

Name:Sweet Noble Heir Author:Bai Ya
In just a few days, the river at the head of the village became dry and cracked. Jiang Wanbai already had a guess in her heart, which was the reason why she promised to help out for rain.

If that thing is really as she thought, it will be of great benefit to her now. Thinking of this place, Jiang Wanbai will have some pain. She has so many magic weapons now! Even to draw the simplest igniter, you have to use your own blood!

Thinking of these, Jiang Wan's pale face turned cold and cold. She paid no attention to anyone, and just walked towards the back mountain that the village head said.

There is a small hillside in the back mountain. Just after walking on the hillside, Jiang Wanbai has confirmed his guess and is in a better mood.

"You can wait here. I'm going to go into the mountains and pray for rain. If someone else is there, it won't work." Jiang Wanbai turned to the village head and said that when the village head promised that she would not follow him into the mountain, she walked into the mountain and stopped suddenly after a few steps.

"Take your childe to a place where you can escape from the rain, so as not to run when it rains later." Jiang Wanbai walks to Qi Qingxing, looks at him, and tells the little book boy beside him.

She thought that since Qi Qingxing had come all the way to save her, she would treat him better, even if it was to return the cause and effect for the original body.

Qi Qing moved his lips and whispered, "let green bamboo go with you."

Even if he thought that Jiang Wanbai was just looking for an excuse to drag the village head and others into the mountain, Qi Qingxing was still worried. After all, it was the mountain, and Jiang Wanbai was just a little girl who could not reach his shoulder.

The village head has been staring at Jiang Wanbai. Although Qi Qingxing can't hear what she said, she still shouts out: "white girl, you go quickly, go early and return early!"

Jiang evening white light tut a, toward Qi Qingxing way: "I go alone on line."

After a pause, she said, "I'm ok. Don't worry."

As soon as Jiang Wanbai left, a villager asked, "village head, are we really not following up? What if she runs away? "

"If you run, you run away. There is no food in the mountain. Running is also death." The village head gave a cold hum with his hands behind his back. Qi Qingxing was listening. Although he was afraid of Jiang Wanbai's means, he still felt that she was the fool before. Otherwise, how could he wake up and not settle with them? And help them pray for rain.

You know, this fool was sent to these years, they have not less bullied the fool.

The head of the village thought in his heart.

Qi Qingxing's eyes were cold. The little schoolboy was also red and glared at the village head. But he knew that he could not make trouble. He had to reach out to help Qi Qingxing and said, "young master, let's wait there."

Qi Qingxing nodded his head, and they were about to turn around and leave. A voice of hesitation rang out in the crowd: "village head, the immortal is not going to look for the drought mite, is it?"

"Drought? What kind of drought These two words are like a stone falling into the water, which immediately attracted the excited reaction of the people nearby.

Soon, an old man was let out.

The head of the village changed his face and didn't speak. Seeing that the village head had not stopped him, the old man said, "in the early years, we had a great drought. Think about it carefully, it was almost the same as this one. However, at that time, he did not ask the goddess to ask for rain. A Taoist priest who passed by said that there was a drought in our mountain. Later, the Taoist priest went into the mountain and said that he had sealed the drought mite..."

Jiang Wanbai does not know that the villagers at the foot of the mountain have guessed their purpose. She has entered the mountain.