So, the four of them flew forward, and Xuan Yu thought about the scorched appearance that Garuda might probably become, and stared his eyes like copper bells, looking for his traces in the dark space.

The golden mouse probe probed his brain and nose, as if he was sniffing the smell of the bird, Xuan Yu would catch a glimpse of him from time to time, and he wondered if there would be such an existence as a heavenly gold dog?

Still has a strong perception of drinking the sky, I saw his palm swing, a gust of wind blew out of thin air, blowing straight to the human face, Xuan Yu turned his head, and he could see the shadow of the Dao, and flew like a fly.

Drinking the sky fixed this shadow, everyone took a closer look, Fang was slightly shocked, Xuan Yu shouted: "Why did someone suddenly appear!"

After exhaling, he suddenly thought of something, and was immediately dumbfounded.

This person looked about thirty years old, slender, and handsome, and it was difficult for Xuan Yu to associate him with Garuda for a while.

He was passing through his brain, when suddenly a cry of great sorrow shook him:

"Ahh

Xuan Yu: "......"

Drink the sky: "............"

Snow: "=...="

Garuda was woken up by the loud voice of a "mouse".

Then he looked at a certain mouse at first glance - the eyes were still dark green, and the luster in them was dull and cold, which frightened the old gopher man.

"What kind of eyes are you, so that you won't kill me if I quarrel!"

He turned into a human form, and after a while, he seemed to feel that the momentum of the human form was even less (too short), so he turned into a golden rat again, and instead of lying on someone's trouser leg, he only shouted: "Hey, you are just a saint, I am not afraid of you." ”

Garuda didn't speak for a long time, he didn't seem to have eased up, and Yintian kept looking at him, his eyes were unprecedentedly focused.

"Not bad. ”

Time seemed to be as long as a century had passed, and when the Heavenly Drinker finally spoke up, Xuan Yu felt that he was almost suffocated to death.

Garuda closed his eyes, then straightened up, and when he opened his eyes again, two green wings suddenly appeared behind him, and when they swayed, the wind and thunder howled.

Xuan Yu couldn't help but sigh, this birdman (Khan, in fact, he is also himself), is really handsome.

The momentum of the saints fills this universe, like a mountain across the sky, waiting for people to climb to the top.

Garuda couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth were almost up to his ears, and he couldn't suppress it, so he immediately bowed down to the drinking sky and shouted sincerely: "Thank you for your great kindness, Dao Chief, please accept my salute." ”

Drinking Tian also smiled, "You are not very old, he may not be able to achieve anything higher than me, I only hope for you, he will not forget my master and apprentice in the future." ”

Garuda shook his head again and again, "Don't laugh, if you say that I can repay in other aspects, it is feasible, but let me surpass you, I'm afraid I can't in this life." ”

He glanced at Xuan Yu, "What's more, you're an apprentice, and you're the pride of the sky—"

"Well, Hugh will talk about it again. Drinking the sky raised his hand, and the space returned to silence.

"Boy, can you go back to the Heavenly Sect of No Chaos?" he then turned his face and threw Xuan Yu a somewhat jumpy question.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xuan Yu was stunned, "What do you want to go back?" "Is there any benefit to going back to the Chaos Heavenly Sect?"

"Don't you say goodbye to Fuying and Fufeng?"

Xuan Yu's hand touched his chin, "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, since I have left, I don't have to deliberately turn back to say goodbye." ”

"You asked me if I wanted to go back, was there anything else there to do?" he asked.

Drinking the sky and stroking his beard, he nodded slightly, and said: "First, his cultivation resources are good, and second, that chaotic little two is quite accomplished in the path of time and space - although it is not as good as the old man of the dream scepter of his friend of the deity." ”

Hearing this, Xuan Yu paused, "There is no master for resources, a thousand miles of thought, it is naturally easy to find, and the avenue of time and space is naturally with the more powerful people, the better." ”

Drinking Tian continued to touch Bai Huahua's beard, "What if that old thing won't teach you?"

“...... How can that little thing from the Chaos Heavenly Sect be willing to teach me?"

Lao Dao was refuted by him, and his eyebrows were raised: "The deity speaks, does he dare to teach?!"

Xuan Yu: "...... "If he doesn't teach you, you can't beat him, let's be a guardian of one party, so we have to have a face."

Yintian's face calmed down, and his eyes were thoughtful, "Space aside, even I admire the understanding of the chaotic child in time, he also has a book, if you can look at it, it must be comparable to his professor." ”

Xuan Yu was also curious: "Oh?

The Heavenly Drinker touched his chin, "The title of the book seems to be called ......"

"A Brief History of Time. ”

Xuan Yu: "??......"

......

The five of them came to the Chaos Heavenly Sect again.

Xuan Yu went to see Fuying, he was also well injured, and he was dancing a knife in the courtyard, and it seemed that he had improved a lot.

Fuying put away his knife and looked at Yun Liu, between the two eyebrows, there was a faint flickering of fireworks, and Xuan Yu thought that he would probably be able to drink his wedding wine soon.

He said goodbye to the two brothers, and Xue also had a private conversation with Yunliu, and then he was taken by Yintian and found the "chaotic child", that is, the sect master.

At that time, he was having "fun" with Jiuying, who was bound by him with a seal, jumping back and forth on the nine heads, and from time to time cast nine resentful and helpless eyes.

The child saw the people who suddenly appeared, and Fang jumped down from the head of the nine infants, "You guys are actually back, come, Dao Chief, little doll, it's dark here, it's not a place for guests, let's go up there." ”

Then the scene around several people changed, and they arrived in a bright hall.

The Sect Master Elders quickly sensed the fluctuations, and they all came to the Sect Master Hall of the Chaotic Heaven, and the child's tender voice sounded:

"Ahem, this is the guardian of the Eastern Universe, he came and went in a hurry before, I forgot to let you meet, come quickly. ”

Drinking Heaven raised his hand directly, and the elders were blocked out of the hall at the moment, "There is no need to visit, I will come back because I want you to help with something." “

With that, he glanced at Xuan Yu.

Nodding, Xuan Yu immediately stepped forward and got straight to the point: "Do you have time to pick up?"

The sound was quite loud, and it rushed into the ears of the people outside, causing them to show a strange expression at the same time.

“....... Yes. The sect master was stunned for a moment and replied.

Suddenly, the expressions of everyone outside became even more weird.

"Poof. The golden rat didn't hold back and laughed.

Snow also bent her eyes and covered her mouth.

The Sect Master seemed to react suddenly, and his immature face immediately fell into distortion.

Xuan Yu also reacted, and took a step back, "Senior, don't be angry, that's just a homonym, I don't mean to be disrespectful to you." ”

As he spoke, the smile in his stomach kept surging up, barely holding back.

After exhaling a few breaths, the sect master calmed down and said, "What are you asking it for?"

"Naturally...... I want to borrow a look and see the master. Xuan Yu smiled.

At this time, Yintian spoke: "You can bring us a copy, of course, if you don't want to, it's fine." ”

Seeing this young man nodding, the sect master's face was calm and bitter, and it was indeed a pain in the flesh to give away his hard work in vain.

But it is also beneficial to send it away, at least it sells personal favors, and I only hope that this young genius can be rich and noble and not forget each other.

Author: A Brief History of Time is just a translation name, I don't mean to insult Mr. Hawking.