Sishuang wiped away her tears.

Alas, Azhi - what a name that makes people jealous!

As if God refused to give Sishuang a moment to breathe, at this time, the golden lock hanging around her neck shone again.

Don't turn it on, go it out quickly—

The seven-sided golden lock is shining, and the person who gets the order should be Sishuang, how can he turn against the Lord and listen to her orders?

Sishuang pinched the golden lock irritably, and the seven sides of the lock lit up and fell out in turn, very rhythmic, as if some kind of voice was calling her.

"Alas—Mother, don't be at this time, why are you looking for me over and over again. She sighed lightly, it was more important for Shi Yu to recuperate at the moment, and she decided to ignore the warning sound of the Seven Killing Chess Pieces and stuff the pendant back into the collar again.

But the urging of the Seven Kills Chess is urgent. Immediately after, Sishuang's ears sounded the command of the white-clothed ghost:

"Kill—"

The mother's voice was like a ghost, muttering to the child, lingering in her ears.

Sishuang hugged her head, blocked her ears, and resisted desperately: No, I won't kill anymore! I was forced to hurt Ye Shiyu back then, and since then, I have sworn that I will never do seven kills and never hurt anyone again!

"Kill—"

The voice changed from a woman to a man, and the tone became more stern, like a leather whip whipping a motionless four pairs, and even if she covered her ears, the sound could seep from the skin to the bone marrow.

Sishuang almost shouted: Let me go, I won't listen to you! Don't come to me! Mother is still alive, you go to my mother!

"Female Seven Kills, now I order you to kill—"

Seven Kills smiled grimly.

Sishuang let go of her hand, letting the mad voice pour into her ears, she couldn't resist, and once again succumbed to the fate of Seven Kills.

"Kill—"

"Kill the Golden Crow God. ”

Sishuang was exhausted.

Surrendered again, and struck again to assassinate the Golden Crow God......

But isn't this the mission of Seven Kills?

Inside the house, Ye Shiyu coughed painfully.

used to be a prodigy from heaven in Jun'an City, and now Ye Shiyu is extremely decadent. Whether in terms of mental state, style of conduct, or overflowing talent, the gap between the two can be described as worlds apart, but they are indeed the same person.

Jun'an City lost the hope seen in the dark groping, and the Jiuding Kingdom fell into chaos, all because the prodigy was killed from the sky.

The so-called Seven Kills mission.

Therefore, Sishuang thought, it was not the soul smoke that destroyed Ye Shiyu, but the ......

Alas-

It's me—

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Two larks perched on a branch, their bellies stretched and contracted, purring. The little one, with its soft feathers and fluttering wings, was naturally attracted to Madame Bailing, and wanted to get close to the woman with a sad face.

Gradually sorting things out, and slowly figuring out the reason, Lady Lark was in mournful contemplation, and she stretched out her arms out of the window, intending to catch the squeak dock to relieve her boredom. Unfortunately, a huge black crow fell from the sky and grabbed two larks with a whoosh, and soon there was a plate of Chinese food.

Mrs. Bailing hurriedly leaned out of the window to look, and heard two larks screaming and struggling desperately under the crow's sharp claws.

"Let them go!"

The hoarse voice is extremely realistic. Even the crow, who had sharp ears and was alert, heard it wrongly, and thought that he heard the voice of his companion and stopped the car in the air. But when he looked back, there was another spirit crow behind him? Under the window lattice stood a woman with an anxious face, looking worriedly at the two poor larks in her paws.

The crow turned its head, puzzled - eh?

When Mrs. Bailing saw the crow's hesitation, she knew that the hoarse chirping sound in her throat was accurate, and she temporarily frightened the crow, which meant that there was still a chance to save the lark. So, she continued to imitate the voice of the spirit crow, and Sisi cried for it to spare the lark.

The crow landed on the branch in confusion and looked closely at it from a distance: it was a creature with a completely different form, but it actually understood the language of birds?

Lady Bailing continued to plead with the crow, "Let them go. I can't bear to see larks eaten by you. ”

After much pleading, the crow finally let go of its claws, and the two larks were saved, and they flew away with a thud. In the end, the spirit crow repeatedly turned its head to look at Lady Bailing, and then spread its wings and flew into the air, looking for its master.

With a snap, the two larks that had been saved leaned closer and burrowed into the arms of Lady Lark, cooing and thanking her. Mrs. Bailing changed to the language of the little lark, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's safe." ”

It's really amazing, of course, the little lark understands Mrs. Bailing, and they all start to be coquettish. She touched the soft feathers of the birds, and the nimble little heads and wings, and remembered the joy and joy of singing among the birds—how long ago had that been?

The gifted Lady Bailing was able to hear and accurately imitate the calls of birds at a young age, and knew the language of birds in addition to human language.

In fact, the language of different species of birds is not fully incomprehensible, and what makes Lady Bailing superior to ordinary bird trainers is that she can recognize almost all species of birds, and can accurately imitate and speak to birds as long as she hears their calls.

However, the joy of singing in unison among the hundred birds is a trick that can't be moved to the door in the eyes of the wife of the city lord of Jun'an, which proves that she is from a humble background in the mountains. Since she married the Ye family, according to the meaning of the city lord's wife, she has never been in a flock of birds and sung loudly.

Gradually, even the birds who were familiar with her, and the birds that did not give up their protection on the bumpy road of her and her brother escaping from the pursuit, were ruthlessly driven away.

Mrs. Bailing looked at the lark's smart eyes, and her heart was mixed, happy and sad. Shi Yu is gone. The Jun'an envoy has sealed off the old mansion, and now he is leading people to search around, and no one has the time and energy to pay attention to her. A bird slipped into the house to quietly accompany her and help her relieve the loneliness of being abandoned.

She whispered, gratefully, in a language specific to larks, "...... Thank you for coming and comforting me...... Ask me why I'm worried? Alas, it's Shi Yu. I can basically guess where he's going, but the question is, he's got to that point, where the hell is he-"