Therefore, they were genuinely shocked. At this moment, everyone regarded the little girl with disapproval.
This seemed too daring!
How could she be so audacious?
Wasn't she afraid that this white entity would open its eyes and engulf her small hand?
Contrary to everyone's concerns, Qiao Mu didn't believe this peculiar white entity would launch any attacks on her.
In fact, after her small hand reached out to caress it, she could still sense the sapling's jubilant mood.
The little stoic pursed her lips and glanced at the treant Qiuqiu, who was still lying on the ground, embracing her thigh. "Get up."
"Masta, Masta, Qiuqiu feels that Qiuqiu can still be saved! Masta, save Qiuqiu, save Qiuqiu!"
The little stoic chuckled ironically. "Since you created it yourself, you have to take good care of it in the future."
Qiuqiu stared at its little Masta, utterly flabbergasted.
