After floating on the sea for half a month, the small fish and the sun-chasing bird finally returned to Qianyang Island.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the mood is good, and in the past half a month, I have not only familiarized myself with some sailing skills, but also dried a boatload of dried fish.

The chickens that eat fish every day are fat and strong, and they also have a lot of eggs.

The poor sheep, who are usually accustomed to eating grass, eat hay on the boat, and are so thin that they are skinny and bone-ty, and seeing that they are thin, the mutton is about to turn into lamb chops, and the little fish simply raises the knife and falls down, and slaughters a few of them and burns them to eat.

It's just that it's basically not very tasty, so that the day-to-day birds prefer to eat raw mutton.

When the ship was not docked, a red-haired beast reported to the little red-haired beast: report the boss, an uninvited guest.

Before the day-by-day bird leaves, the home is entrusted to the little red feather to take care of, the little red feather is conscientious, and often remembers, is it that the boss and the big bird are gone, and this rich radish field will be their own in the future?

Coupled with the Qianyang Wood that drips every night, is the day of ascension within reach?

Why are you coming again, of course, you have to keep the good things for yourself, the little ones, give me a good cover, and see who the person is? Can you take it in one fell swoop.

Report to the boss, it's your boss who is back!

So when Xiaoyu carried the box and led the sheep to Qianyang Island, he immediately ushered in the little red-haired dog jumping and rubbing his legs in circles.

Xiaoyu was in a good mood, stroked the red hair on the top of his head, and threw a leg of mutton to it: "Yo, you haven't forgotten me." ”

Little Red Mao complained in her heart: It seems that her dream is about to be disappointed again.

Fortunately... What kind of meat is this? Why is it so delicious? Before the complaining is over, he jumps up and down again, and sure enough, there is nothing that cannot be solved by eating.

When everything on the boat is unloaded, it is handed over to the sun-chasing bird to clean up, and the first thing that Xiaoyu thinks of is to go and see Qianyangmu.

I haven't seen it for more than a month, and the Qianyang wood is already slim, and every leaf is strong and fat, densely sprinkled with shade on the ground.

The whole canopy of the tree is covered with a soft white light, which adds a bit of fairy posture to it, and then look at the thousand yin beads hanging on the tree, except for a figure inside, it is really ordinary.

But since you can get a help from the Demon Lord, it's not a waste anyway.

But having dealings with demons is a taboo in the heavenly realm, but she is in the human world at the moment, maybe there will really be a time when she asks for the demon lord, and so many people want to get it, but it is wrong in their own hands, and it is naturally a kind of chance, so let's collect it well.

Because this Qianyang Wood has grown taller, when Xiao Yu went to untie the Thousand Yin Beads hanging on the tree, she stepped on a stone under the tree, and this stone was the stone that could stun people, but she had forgotten it.

When I reached out to solve it, I noticed a round white ball the size of a peach on the branch above.

Ah, is it fruitful?

It's a great thing, go out for a month, and go home with a bumper harvest, isn't it that the Venerable and his old man miss Xiaoyu in the sky, so what tricks did he use to let Xiaoyu go back early.

The little fish grabbed a branch, and with a little force, the man squatted up, climbed to the little white ball and looked, it was really strange how the fruit was not on the tree, but hanging under the branch.

He reached out and carefully touched it, but there was nothing, and he could not touch anything, let alone take it off.

Could it be that the eyes are spent? The little fish rubbed his eyes, and the little white ball was right in front of him, and it could still shake with the branches.

Well, the Ancient Divine Tree must be different from ordinary immortal trees.

"Let me see what is written in the Golden Book. Xiaoyu subconsciously went into his arms to get the gold book.

After touching the void, she remembered that she hadn't flipped through the gold book for a long time.

Hey, as soon as she built her home, she hung the golden book on the big tree where she slept and used it as lighting.

This was given by His Holiness, and if you lose it, you are afraid that you will be beaten in the palm of your hand.

Hurriedly got down the Thousand Sunwood, and ran to the tree where he usually slept, running all the way to the dirt and grass clippings, attracting the eyes of the day-chasing birds and the little red-haired beasts.

The curtain of seaweed on the tree was as hard as a hemp rope, and when the little fish lifted it, the dust fluttered.

Fortunately, the golden book hanging in the middle is still turning slightly in the wind, and the small fish is torn off and blown, and the dust squints, it is really a treasure covered with dust.

Before the day-chasing bird and the little red-haired man could come back to their senses, the little fish ran past them again, and there was a flurry of dirt and grass clippings.

"Ahem, little red hair, haven't you cleaned the courtyard for so many days?"

"Woo, woo," the little red donkey replied without a mouthful.

Xiao Yu returned to the side of the little white ball, wiped the golden book on the hem of his skirt, and prayed: "The sacred tree is not strange, the divine tree is not strange, just because I went out in a hurry that day, I didn't store your tag properly, I wiped it for you, whether your fruit is fruit, you must tell me." ”

As he spoke, he opened the golden book, and a handful of golden light came out, and the small white ball was sensed, and suddenly drilled into the golden light.

"Ah, what is this, is it fruit?

Looking at the golden book again, there used to be only one page, but now it has turned to the second page, and on the second page there is a small white ball, which changes like a flowing cloud.

Two glowing golden characters appeared in the upper right corner: Lingqi.

"Spirit..."

Xiaoyu and the sun-chasing bird said these two words in unison, but they were all full of question marks.

Xiao Yu spread the golden book on the table, added little red hair, and formed a circle, trying to decipher the two new words on the golden book.

(Actually, the little red hair is illiterate, and it is more participatory.) ）

The three pairs of eyes stared at each other wide-eyed, and they didn't make a difference.

Suddenly, the little white ball moved, and the frightened little red hair took a step back vigilantly, putting on an attacking posture.

The little cloud-like white ball protruded a small soft bump, and then a small bump, as if something was wrapped in it and was trying to drill out desperately.

The little fish stretched out his finger and touched the small bulge, and the small bulge retracted.

"Hey, I touched it, it was soft, like cotton. "The little fish is very excited, this little white ball floats on the golden book, and it already has a substance.

The sun-chasing bird stretched out its large, pointed paws, ready to touch it as well.

But I saw it jump, jumped out of the book, and jumped again, and jumped on the arm of the little fish.

Two short white calves stretched out from under the little white ball, and ran along the little fish's arms and onto her shoulders.

Xiao Yu twisted his neck in surprise to look at the little white ball with two legs: "Wow, what is this?

A soft voice said, "You are what you are, you look so strange." ”

"Who's talking?" the little fish looked around.

The Sunchaser pointed to the small white ball on her shoulder and whispered, "It seems to be it." ”

"Don't poke me with your claws, I hate pointy things the most. As she spoke, Goo Doo climbed onto the fish's head again, hiding behind her hair.

The little fish couldn't see it anymore, so he got up and came to look for it: "Where have you been? Where have you been? Come out quickly, we won't poke you." ”

The little red fur whined and hid behind the sun-chasing bird, and couldn't help but stick out an eye, and the little white ball hid behind the little fish's hair, and couldn't help but poke out a smaller ball.

One ball and one beast slammed into their faces, and they exclaimed together, and each hid.