Chapter 12: Tragedy or Comedy

"Father, father, look, look, why is there a sun in the sky?" a pleasant voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the owner of the voice pointed to the golden crow in the sky with an excited face.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea looked embarrassed at this time, and he didn't know what to say. At such an age, he has experienced everything, but he really doesn't know what to do in this situation now.

I blamed Prime Minister Gui Cheng for not saying it before, and he showed his ignorance in front of so many people, how can he still have the face to face everyone in the future? How can he be embarrassed to be this Dragon King of the East China Sea?

And now the person who asked him this happened to be his favorite little daughter, how could he answer?

"Uh, yes, yes, how can there be an extra sun?" Ao Guang smiled wryly, forgiving him for not knowing how to answer.

"But father, why are there still people fighting with the sun?" The third princess is an out-and-out curious baby, and she wants to ask about anything strange she sees.

However, he could not be blamed for all this, after all, there was a young man in front of him besides a sun.

"Fight?" the Dragon King of the East China Sea looked slightly surprised.

Fighting with the sun? I've never heard of it before. Looking at it, sure enough, a man was standing opposite the "sun", and the two sides looked like they were completely confrontational.

What's going on, and why is this happening?

The Dragon King of the East China Sea didn't know what to say at this time, all this had already exceeded his imagination. Suddenly, a legend came to mind.

Could it be that the legends and stories such as Kuafu's day by day and Hou Yi's shooting of the sun are true? These suns are not real suns? But because the legends are full of uncertainties and he himself really doesn't know much, he still can't be sure in the end.

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"Hehe, finally stopped running?" Yang Jian chased Jin Wu all the way and finally came to the East China Sea. However, when he arrived here, Jin Crow was not running away, but was stunned in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or maybe I don't know if he can still have his own ideas.

"Woo, woo. ”

Jin Wu couldn't speak directly in the face of Yang Jian's questioning, but kept making a "whine" sound.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Jian looked at Jin Crow in surprise while resting. After the big battle just now, his physical strength was a little exhausted, but fortunately, this golden crow did not continue to escape, otherwise he might not be able to keep up with it.

But what's going on with Jin Crow's expression and voice now?

Didn't you say that the good ones had been refined into magic weapons? How could they still seem to have their own expressions and thoughts?

Could it be that Xingjun on duty is pitting himself?

"Tell me, who are you?" Yang Jianqiang asked, lifting the weapon in his hand. Although he was already exhausted, but the revenge of killing his mother had not been avenged, and the mystery of the Golden Crow was solved, how could he let himself fall?

(To be continued)