Song Jingfang really wanted to give himself a slap in the face, out of breath! Why do you just nod your head!

Yu Bai didn't show it on his face, and he was satisfied with her in his heart, and he was still obedient, so as not to let him use more means. Without Song Jingfang knowing, the black-robed brother's favorability towards her became a positive number.

Song Jingfang wanted to open her mouth to shirk, her limbs were not diligent, her five grains were not distinguished, her ability was really low, and she couldn't solve problems for you, the big brother in the black robe.

But...... When he looked up and saw the white face of the black-robed elder brother, and the fangs looming under the purple-red lips, he automatically chewed the words that came to his mouth, and swallowed them back.

She, cowardly.

DiDi ~ Di Di ~

The phone rang.

The big brother in the black robe is as steady as Mount Tai, and he has no intention of looking. Song Jingfang lit up the interface and popped up a ...... Weather forecast, font scarlet.

Typhoon Red Real-time Warning:

The energy riot in the equal sea area, the energy vortex expanded and fused, and it was suspected that an energy tornado was formed. Please return to the city immediately, return to the city immediately, and do not go near the equal sea area.

My heart jumped, and there was an immature little thought in my head, "Big brother, which sea area are we in now?" ”

Yu Bai lifted his eyelids and spit out two words, "Equality." ”

Song Jingfang raised his mobile phone and hurriedly said: "I just sent a weather forecast, saying that there is an energy tornado in the Pinghai Sea, let's leave quickly!" ”

It seems, in order to confirm that what she said is true, the next second.

Whew~huhu~~

The wind is blowing on the sea.

At some point, the speedboat stopped.

The sea water boiled, and the originally clear water became turbid, and the bright red water continued to rise, and the whole sea surface was filled with an indescribable smell.

It's smelly and fragrant, fishy and sweet.

Song Jingfang, whose head couldn't turn a little, held the side of the boat and stabilized his body so as not to be shaken down.

Tick!

Song Jingfang's face hurt slightly, and he reached out to touch it, is it water, it's raining?

Flowing and dripping –

It's really raining.

However, this rain is a bit evil, and it hurts to fall on her, like sulfuric acid rain.

Yu Bai, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up and looked ahead.

Song Jingfang swayed left and right with the speedboat, in stark contrast to Yu Bai, who was immovable.

Here it comes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a black line that curves and changes on the surface of the sea.

It came quickly, and in the middle of breathing, the energy tornado changed from a black snake to a black Jiao, and then three points thicker, the energy tornado.

The bloody rain is overwhelming.

The energy tornado enveloped the entire sea, and she was within reach.

Strangely, the speedboat always floats steadily on the surface of the sea, drifting with the current. The black-robed eldest brother stood as steady as Mount Tai, and Song Jingfang quietly approached him, making up his mind to hug his thighs.

The speedboat passed through the energy tornado, and Song Jingfang crackled all over his body. The speedboat spun in place, surrounded by swirling currents, and they actually entered the whirlpool intact.

Song Jingfang raised his head and couldn't help but sigh, the big brother in the black robe is a big guy, a big guy on the cliff. When he met the energy tornado of the red alert, he didn't even change his expression, and he took her to come and go freely, chic as the wind.

This is not a big guy, that is a big guy who is bigger than a big guy.

The giant man took control of the chains and lifted her up out of thin air, with fierce swirls below.

Song Jingfang is like a chicken cub in the water, weak, pitiful and helpless. Giant, you don't think I'm uneducated and want to throw me down, right?

Puff –

……

Huangyi No. 835 plane, Shaoyang Shangshu Mansion.

The silver bottle was confused, and it took several days to wake up in a groggy state.

Looking around, the silver bottle was full of joy.

Come back, she finally returned to Shangshu Mansion, returned to Minde Academy, and she could see her little master again.

Before her death, Yinzhu'er was the little maid of Du Shangshu Mansion, and she served the little master in the Minde Academy. The little young master has a very nice name, Du Zhongjing.

She couldn't read, she only felt that it sounded very good to read, but she never dared to pronounce it, she always whispered in her midnight dream.

The little master was sick in the womb and has been weak since he was a child. I heard from the grandmother next to Mrs. that it was caused by Mrs. being depressed when she was pregnant, and her depression was caused by the little master.

When she stumbled and fell into the pond, she had only one thought in her heart, she couldn't die.

She was afraid that after her death, no one would be able to take care of the little master as carefully and thoughtfully as her.

Desperately struggling, shouting for help...... In the end, she died.

By the time she regained her senses, she had set foot on the Yellow Springs Road. She was very sad, she died, she died like this, what should the little master do? Who will take care of him?

At this moment, the jade bracelet on her wrist was hot.

The bracelet was given to the silver bottle by the young master, and she was reluctant to wear it on weekdays, and she cherished it very much. In the early morning of the day of the fall into the water, the demon sent the gods to take it out of the bottom of the box and put it on.

The bracelet produced a suction force, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared with her on the Yellow Spring Road.

When she regained consciousness, she was in a completely strange world, with many strange people on the streets, and a fast-running carriage, and not herself?

borrowed the corpse to return the soul, and the story of the book really happened to herself, and she immediately worshiped Xie Mantian God and Buddha. When she wept with joy, a butcher appeared with a knife and wanted to kill her.

God gave her another life to accompany the little master, and no one could take it away!

On the way to escape, she seemed to have been knocked unconscious, and when she woke up again, she returned to Shangshu Mansion, returned to Minde Academy, and returned to the little master's side!

Unlike last time, this time she failed to wake up from a human shell, and she turned into a black cat.

But what does it matter, as long as you can accompany the little young master for the rest of your life, what does it matter what kind of identity you use.

Silver Bottle walked into the little master's room with ease and jumped onto the bed sensitively.

The little young master frowned, and he seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably with the brocade quilt in both hands. She leaned forward with distressed eyes, and boldly kissed the little young master's side face.

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the whole room lit up. The silver bottle meowed, trembling and collapsed.

There was thunder, and what she was most afraid of was thunder.

Boom boom boom~

The thunder accumulated, the aftermath continued, and the whole sky should match its majesty.

The silver bottle shrank in a corner of the bed, shivering. Du Zhongjing, who was sleeping, seemed to be frightened by the thunder, and shouted in a confused voice, "Help me...... Help me......"

Click-

The thunder fell, and the little young master was greatly frightened, and closed his eyes and shouted, "Bottle, save me!" ”

Yinhua'er heard it, and heard the little master calling her. The cat's eyes are faint, and there is only the eucommia scene on the bed.

Still trembling, the silver bottle forgot her fear, approached Du Zhongjing again, and licked his forehead with her tongue. The cat's head touched Du Zhongjing's eyebrows, and the black cat fell softly.

In the next second, Du Zhongjing was instantly appeased, and his face was peaceful with a smile.

At the same time, on an old locust tree outside the gate of Shangshu Mansion, Song Jingfang's gray face fluttered among the branches and leaves.

Rolling his eyes, his head was emitting black smoke, and he was half dead.