She reached out and lifted the struggling Yin Yin.

He broke a small petal of fruit and stuffed it into the bald chicken's mouth, and rubbed his pink buttocks fiercely.

"Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!"

The white chicken, but his eyes widened, and he spit out the fruit, "Heh, who are you talking about, who is your master?" Who is your ancestor? ”

"Then you say, who am I yours?" Chu Han suddenly clasped his hands around his chest, the corners of his lips raised, and looked at him condescendingly, with an unconcealable madness and arrogance in his words.

Youyin suddenly broke free from Chu Han's claws and stood on the cart.

I pondered for a long time.

Suddenly, the few remaining feathers on his body shook pitifully, and he took a step back, shaking Suosuo.

"You...... You're my uncle! ”

Youyin understood, looking at the person in front of him, the familiar smile with the fear that the world would not be chaotic......

He felt like she was going to dominate the Nine Realms again!

"Little Ancestor!"

Chu Han just nodded casually, with arrogance and arrogance in his gestures.

Lowering his head and unintentionally sweeping the torn beggar clothes he was wearing, he scratched the lines of the cloth with his bare hands, and pulled up the cuffs at will, revealing a small piece of white wrist that was extraordinarily slender.

One man and one beast have been separated for many years, and he was excited to see his little ancestor again, he hugged Chu Han, tears like rain.

"I've been waiting for you for four years!"

Chu Han raised his eyes and glanced at him, cold, "Tell me clearly, what do you mean?"

The gloom came slowly.

"I came from the Nether to protect your body in this life, and by chance, I found a fortune teller who knows the fate of cause and effect, saying that in four years you will have a death calamity, and after surviving, your spirit will return to normal."

Chu Han nodded to show understanding, she stroked the almost bald hair on Youyin's body, looked at Youyin, and motioned for him to explain.

Youyin sighed, slightly sad, "When I was in the lower realm at the order of that old man, I suddenly encountered a divine thunder, and that divine thunder was like a long eye, and one after another was aimed at slashing at me......

The voice of the shadow was getting lower and lower, and he kept his head down, not daring to look at Chu Han, but only occasionally quietly looked up when he thought Chu Han was not paying attention, and glanced at it a few times.

"This divine thunder caused me to almost lose half of my life, and my hair was scorched, and it didn't grow again......"

Youyin paused when he said this, because there were only a few hairs left on his body, and he could clearly see the chicken face that was pink with shame.

His voice was low, and only now did he muster up the courage to raise his eyes to look at Chu Han, and cautiously, "Don't dislike me......"

In his opinion, as the most powerful beast god in the Nine Realms and with many fan sisters, this kind of thing would damage the dignity of his Yin too much.

But soon his voice rose again, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

"Although I have returned to my original form, fortunately I have been tempered because of this, and I have an extra strength in my body."

The meaning of the shadow is obvious, although he is ugly, he is even more powerful!

Such a practical chicken, although it is ugly, but the majestic strength still exists, you can't dislike him, he is very useful......

Hearing this, Chu Han rarely didn't speak, but his hand that had been stroking the yin in an orderly manner stopped.

Four years in the human world is still very short in the fairy world.

When Youyin left, she was still a domineering and reckless little overlord above the Nine Realms, very dishonest......

At that time, as soon as she knew that the Yin Yin was sent to the lower realm by the old man of death, and it happened that someone had upset her, she couldn't suppress her careful thoughts, and threw the god she studied down like a jelly bean.

Now that she thinks about it, it's no wonder that the smell of splitting things is so comfortable, which makes her want to split more and more......

It turned out that there was such a play.