Is that so?

It seems so.

But I didn't want to admit my mistake to the old turtle, muttering that how could it be so terrible? The demon clan said that poison fights poison, maybe if this ice core is fed, the goldfinch will be alive immediately!

The old turtle rolled his eyes at me, looking like rotten wood that could not be carved. I pretended not to accept it, but I had already let go of the idea of feeding the Goldfinch to eat ice cores, after all, it was a person from Tushi Palace, and if I was really dead, Taishang Laojun still couldn't arrest me for boiling pills? At my current level, I can only survive to death! Moreover, it won't be bad if you put it there anyway, so it's just right to take it next time to deal with the demon clan.

Maybe it does. You see, the demon clan uses blood and fire, burning people at every turn, and is very violent; But the ice core is extracted from the spring of the ice spring, and it can suppress the fire qi the most, and using it to deal with the demon clan is simply one thing and one thing, which is wonderful.

The old turtle said in a weird way, one thing descends one thing, it's true! Miss, let the demon clan go first, save the golden-winged bird, and then burn it, and it will become a charcoal-grilled golden bird.

How can it be that serious? The old turtle would exaggerate.

I have no experience in taking care of patients, and the youkai are very wild, so they don't get sick at every turn. But one time I was sick, and my mother sang to me. Not only is she beautiful, but she also sings very well, and I heard that few of the Queen Mother's mothers can sing her. My mother's singing is not the kind of hard work that pulls her voice, she is very light, very light, very light, but she drills into people's hearts, and irons in the cracks of her bones. In private, we all said that my father loved my mother so much, and loving her to sing was a big part. Because my father has been fighting against people since he came down, and he is very fierce wherever he goes. A person like him has no resistance to my mother's singing voice than ordinary people. My sister described that when my father listened to my mother's singing, it was a soul massage and a blend of love.

My sister is a love brain, everything is pulled to her great love, my brother and I don't think so, especially my brother, why? Because of us, it is clear that my brother has the worst qualifications, but on the contrary, his mother's good singing voice is inherited to him. My father said to listen to me and my sister sing and pick our ears, my mother refused from the beginning, every time we opened our voices, she immediately pinched the trick to seal our mouths, cold-blooded and ruthless like a stepmother.

If my mother is not here today, no one should shut my mouth.

I cleared my throat with a lot of fanfare and decided to show off my singing voice. The little animals in the Unbounded Mountain don't know the goods, and without my mother and brother to compare, maybe they will think that I sing well. My sister and I both think so, everyone on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is used to hearing my mother's singing, so they think we sing poorly, but in fact, it's not that bad, and there are still passing grades......

Why does an old turtle cry?

Why did the small fish and shrimp swim away?

Pheasants and hares, will you not sit down any longer?

"Auntie, I beg you not to speak!" The old turtle burst into tears, hugged my thighs and cried, "I finally left a nine girls, how long has this quiet day passed, don't toss us, the birth rate will decline!" ”

Will the birth rate fall? Am I singing so badly?

I didn't believe it, but when I saw that the goldfinch was awake, I grabbed him and asked: "Goldfinch bird, you objectively say that if you don't compare with those little fairies in your sky, you just say that I sing, is it okay?" ”

The goldfinch burned dizzy and blushed, and said that it was okay, but if you had to make a lower voice, it would be even better. I feel that Goldfinch is a knowledgeable person, because my mother sings very lightly. The goldfinch pointed out that my voice was lowered, and I must have thought that I was still saved, unlike the old turtle, who opened his mouth and said that I would reduce the birth rate of Unbounded Mountain, which was just slander!

I'm going to do what the Goldfinch tells me and sing it again. The old tortoise does not give face and runs faster than a rabbit.

But the Goldfinch is not very good at serving, and the requirements are also high, as soon as I open my mouth, he asks me to lower my head. In the spirit of pursuing art without shame and asking questions, I put up with it again and again, until the voice was as thin as a mosquito, and the goldfinch was satisfied, giving a thumbs up and saying perfect, and then closing my eyes to admire. I sang it several times, and he didn't open his eyes, and he always enjoyed it. I felt that I had finally achieved something, and called out to him to invite him to dinner, only to find out that the Goldfinch had been sleeping all the time.

I was upset that he lied to me.

When he was more depressed, he was sick, or he was sick for me, and I couldn't beat him.

Seeing that I was unhappy, the Goldfinch lied to me with clever words, saying that it was because I sang well, his ears and heart were comfortable, and his whole body was relaxed, so that he would unconsciously fall asleep. He also said that this is the highest level of singing, and you should be happy and not depressed. I said I'm not frustrated, I'm angry, stupid bird, you have to remember a beating, wait for it, and never let you go. The Goldfinch giggled and said why are you like this, it's rare to tell the truth, you still don't believe it?

Listen, listen, isn't this guy admitting to lying to me all along? Bastard! Burn you!

I got angry and took the ice core to cultivate. My feng shui treasure - that small pool, how about I plan to name it, called Lei Lei Pond? After all, I heard the spring thunder rolling there, and then it was hacked into my aunt's diary. It's just that there is no spring thunder now, how can I get into the diary?

This really stumped me. The thunder is under the control of the gods in the sky, and I can't control it.

I was distressed, floating on the Lei Lei Pond and meditating. Thunder is just a small spell, why didn't Dad teach me? I'm afraid I've learned to do bad things. Alas, now I can't do bad things. There is no Liuhe hairpin, otherwise you can still use it, the Liuhe hairpin is very big, much more powerful than me. However, didn't Dad say that the Liuhe hairpin can communicate with the owner? It's not here now, can it still be in touch with me? I want to thunder if I can!

…… The sky was dry, and there was not a single thunderbolt.

It was so boring, I felt sick to my stomach, so I took out the wine I brought back from Tangting Mountain and poured it into my stomach. Dongshan Jun's stuffy donkey is worthy of its name, and I was stuffy the first time I drank it. However, my little Bacchus God of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is not in vain, and after drinking it for so long, it has long been poison-free! I won't be stuffy all at once when I drink it now, I will only get drunk slowly, dizzy, and float on the thunder pool, not to mention how comfortable it is. It's really relaxing.

It was so relaxed, the spirit was relaxed, and I accidentally ate the ice core on the wine......

It's over, and the ice core that the Goldfinch spent so much effort and fever in exchange for was eaten by me. If only he knew that...... Even if the old turtle knows it, he will vomit blood! What a premature life! I've never missed a drink before, and today is the first time. It's miserable. I was so anxious that I had no master, and I decided to go to the spring to touch one more. Anyway, there is not only one ice core, the goldfinch can go, why can't I go?