The priest sat alone on the shore for a long time, when suddenly a head appeared on the surface of the sea and slowly swam towards her.

The child came ashore and sat beside her with some grievances, "Why didn't my sister come to me?"

The priest lowered his head and pinched his face, smiling dotingly, "I went, but I didn't find it."

"Really?" asked the child, incredulous.

"Hmm" the priest nodded, and the child didn't hesitate to believe her, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Okay, then I'll hide it a little shallow next time, so that you can see me at a glance"

"Hmm", the priest touched his clothes, "Kid, remember how I taught you how to dry them?"

The child nodded, "Yes," and after saying that, he planned to cast a spell to dry his clothes.

The priest took his little hand, "Forget it, I'll help you today", reached out and gently pressed it on his back, and his still wet clothes and hair instantly dried.

The child accidentally caught a glimpse of the huddled room, his eyes were full of surprise and sadness, and he pointed to the house and cried slightly, "Sister, why did our house fall?"

"It's just windy"

"The wind blew the house down?"

"Hmm"

"Oh...... Where are we going to live after that? Are we going to have no home?"

"...... home?" the priest read softly, and said with infinite sarcasm in his heart: I have no home with you.

"Child, do you want to go out?" the priest asked, bowing his head.

"Where are you going, is my sister with me?" the child looked at the priest with a beautiful little face.

The priest looked at this little face and felt a little guilty, and looked away, "Hmm...... With me"

"Then I want to go out," the child laughed again, his eyes full of happiness.

The child stood up and walked around the back of the priest, "Sister, your hair is messy, I want to help my sister get a haircut."

The priest hesitated, "Sister's hair can only be touched by my sister's husband"

The child said, "Then when I grow up, I will marry my sister......"

The priest hooked his lips and smiled, "Forget it...... You're a kid, don't count, just get it if you want."

With permission, the child's chubby little hand pulled up a handful of the priest's silver hair, "Sister's hair is so beautiful"

"Yours looks good, too"

"Mine is black and not good-looking"

"If I say it's good-looking, it's good-looking"

"Okay......", the child made his hair for a long time before he made a small chirp with a decent appearance, inserted the priest's silver hairpin into it, and it was done.

The priest looked at the water as if he didn't feel it, and his eyes were a little cold and a little struggling.

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In the far north, on the endless desert, a large figure and a small figure walked slowly.

The child shook the priest's hand and looked up at her pitifully, "Sister, where are we going?" I'm so tired and thirsty, I want to drink water......

The priest lowered his head, saw that his lips were indeed a little white, and frowned with pity, "Hmm...... Wait for me here, I'll go get you water."

"Oh...... The sister hurried back, "The child wanted to go with her sister, but my sister didn't look very good these days, and she didn't dare to ask for anything, basically she said whatever she said."

As soon as the child finished saying this, he turned back and saw his sister nowhere to be seen. I found a stone and sat down, and waited sleepily with my little hands on my head. The sun was terrifyingly strong, and the little man was already a little weak and his body became weaker and weaker.

"Roar ......"

Hearing a faint sound, the child opened his hazy eyes, looked around, found nothing unusual, closed his eyes and continued to wait for his sister.

"Huhu...... ......The faint low roar mixed with the sound of heavy breathing became clearer and clearer, and the child quickly opened his eyes, and a behemoth appeared in front of him.

The whole body was wrapped in fiery red scales, the mouth was full of sharp fangs, and the slightest viscous liquid dripped from between the fangs, and he looked ugly, two black horns were planted on the skull, and the big eyes like copper bells stared at the child in front of him viciously.

The child shrank back in fear, tears of fear in his eyes, and cried out tremblingly, "Sister...... Sister ......"

The beast slowly approached, and with each step, the heavy ground seemed to tremble. The child stood up and stumbled backwards with his weak body in tow. When the beast saw the child running, it changed its posture to trot.

The two legs had never outrun the four legs, but in a few moments, the beast had already jumped in front of the child, and the heavy and foul smell sprayed on the child, shaking its head, and the beast opened its bloody mouth. The child closed his eyes in fear, curled up in a ball, and shivered.

The expected pain did not come, and the child tentatively opened his eyes, and saw a straight figure standing in front of him, dressed in gold and silver hair.

The priest gripped the beast's horns, his eyes full of disdain. The beast seemed to be stimulated by this waste-like look, and its initial low roar turned into a roar, and its head swung vigorously to break free from the priest's restraints.

But no matter how hard it tried to crash into the air or break free from the priest, the priest was never shaken by it. The priest hooked his lips and smiled faintly, but the movements of his hands were not very gentle, and he picked up the horns of the evil beast and threw it onto the boulder in the distance, smashing a big hole.

The fairy sword was conjured in his hand, and the priest seemed to flick it slightly, and the fairy sword came out of his hand, and quickly flew towards the evil beast, and the wind and sand brought by the sword wind rushed to the evil beast together. The fairy sword killed with one move, and without giving the evil beast a chance to react, it had already passed away, and the wind and sand that were a little backward were all buried in the evil beast, and it got a ready-made cemetery for it.

The priest stretched out his hand and made a move, and the fairy sword immediately flew out of the sand and returned to the priest's hand, and in just an instant, the fairy sword had disappeared.

Turning around, he squatted down to help up the stunned child, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

The child did not retract his look of adoration, and opened his pale lips, "Something...... I'm afraid ......"

The priest picked him up and said, "I'm sorry...... I was supposed to take you away just now...... It's all right", walked to the shadow of a boulder before putting down the child, took out a kettle, opened the lid, and handed it to the child.

The child took the kettle, looked up and took a few gulps before stopping, wiping the water stains from his mouth before handing the kettle to the priest.

"It's not an option," the priest thought for a moment, "or I'll carry you, kid."

The child has always been called the priest's sister, but the priest has never been called a child, a child, and has not even had a name.

Before the child could say anything, the priest had already transformed into a real white-winged roc and threw the child onto the furry back.

............

In an inn in the world, the priest ordered a table of good dishes.

The child had never used chopsticks before, so the priest acted as a maid throughout the meal, feeding the villain in front of him one bite at a time.

As soon as he finished eating a bite of the food fed by the priest, the child said inarticulately, "Won't my sister eat?"

The priest smiled softly and shook his head, "My sister said that she would take you to eat fragrant and spicy food, of course, I want you to eat first."

"I want to eat with my sister," begged the child.

"Well, hurry up, you have to hurry," the priest took a little meat and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

"Where are we going?"

The priest's eyes were a little evasive, "Go...... Places you haven't been."

The child smiled and said, "There are many places I haven't been to, and I've just been here."

The priest did not speak, and continued to feed the children. After a meal, when she had to pay, the priest remembered: What kind of money did she bring when she went out as an immortal......

So he quietly used a spell with the child in his arms and left the inn, but the inn had nowhere to redress his grievances and get back the money for the meal.

The priest flew with the child for several days and nights, and finally came to the sea of the underworld where the Heavenly Demon Jiaolong was sealed.

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