"It's not Sifan, it's Siren."

Just stunned for a moment, Wen Jiuzhi quickly chose to refute: "Thinking about people? Is there anything you can think about this Qingqiu fox? ”

Thinking about it carefully, the first acquaintance with Yu Que was probably when Jingwei reclaimed the sea, when the girl had just turned into Jingwei, and she couldn't accept the fact that her mortal body had died, and every day she made a sad cry of "Jingwei, Jingwei" by the East China Sea, when he passed by here, he felt that this little bird with a white beak and red claws was very pitiful, so he used his wings to reshape the fairy bone for her.

This process is painful and long, the two of them have almost experienced the vicissitudes of life in the East China Sea, and when he calmed down and opened his eyes again, there was a snow-white fox sitting in front of him, and the nine-tailed fox with golden light in his eyes was sitting in front of him.

"You're finally awake, I've been waiting here for two hundred years."

Therefore, Wen Jiuzhi's first impression of this Qingqiu fox was arrogant and arrogant, which he didn't like.

Later, the girl was still the stubborn girl, but people had forgotten that she was the daughter of Emperor Yan Shennong, and called her "Jingwei", watching her walk day and night in Fajiu Mountain and the East China Sea, feeling sorry for this little girl who vowed to fill in the East China Sea.

But Wen Jiuzhi is no longer a Xuanniao, and in his life, a stinky fox who chirps and calls him "crow" appears.

He said that he was completely black, no different from the crow that crowed in the world.

Wen Jiuzhi said that the fox smelled of squeamishness, and there were nine tails on his buttocks, which was terrible ugly.

That was a long time ago, at that time, Yu Que had not yet cultivated into an immortal body, and Wen Jiuzhi was just a bird in the hidden capital.

Later, Wen Jiuzhi's friend, Qingluan, who was one of the five phoenixes, fell into the demon road, and he still doesn't understand why a good blue bird can't think of the big red color that has to be smeared with heavy makeup? For this reason, Qingluan was accepted as a mount by the Queen Mother of the West, and Wen Jiuzhi was also implicated and was imprisoned in the realm of Qiyang for three thousand years.

"I still remember the bet you made with the Fuxi Clan, saying that as long as you trap me in the realm of Zhuyang, it will definitely make the Heavenly Realm surprise the new Lord of Zhuyang, so are you still satisfied now?"

When it came to the old past, there was an unconcealable smile on his face, he sighed lightly with the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and patted Wen Jiuzhi's shoulder.

"You don't understand, I and the Fuxi clan just didn't want to make Qiyang barren back then, although you are the bird of the hidden capital, but after all, it is a symbol of auspiciousness, I thought you would create a world of wandering souls comparable to bliss here, but I didn't expect that you only wanted to surpass them, and even went to the mortal world to find their scattered soul crystals for this purpose."

"Souls have their own place to go, it shouldn't be Qiyang, it shouldn't be the hidden capital, but I want to spend a peaceful life in the mortal world. People are old, the rights and wrongs of the heavenly realm have nothing to do with me, a divine bird, and your personality is different, I like to be quiet, so I also understand the purpose of your coming to me today, since you want to stir up the storm with them, and want to protect your mortal body in the waves, why bother to find problems for yourself. ”

In the end, he is an old bird who has lived for so many years, and he doesn't need to say anything more, he should understand what he means.

At the same time, Yu Que also knows that it is difficult for a stubborn person like Xuanniao to respond to other people's requests, not to mention that he has been lonely for thousands of years.

If it is said that the alien beast and the divine bird will one day be enemies, then the winner will definitely be the former, because the belief and worship of the divine bird for thousands of years have made the divine bird a symbol of spirituality and auspiciousness, and they only have endless life and a little spiritual power left, and there is no comparison with the alien beast that has never stopped cultivating.

What's more, Wen Jiuzhi has been idle in Qiyang for so long, and a handful of old bones are about to rust, even if he reacts quickly, he can only barely avoid the claws with a cold breath, but he can't resist falling to the ground and being resisted.

The sand beneath him was still scorching, and even though he was down, he still kept his sanity and composure, glad that he didn't have the urgency to grab a handful of sand and throw it at the fox's face.

He is also a cultivator, and he always has some detached temperament, so when the delusion that pressed on him buried his face in his neck socket, and the nine tails that could not hide his joy wagged around, he only felt as if he was being put on a table, and people were eating to death.

"Have you smelled enough? Can you roll down? ”

As soon as these words came out, the fox raised his head.

But in the end, it is a fox, its nature is difficult to move, a trace of cunning flashed in his golden eyes, even if the corners of his mouth are upturned, his squinted eyes still can't see the slightest smile, the tip of his tongue licks the corners of his lips, staring at Wen Jiuzhi's warm neck, as if he is going to pounce and bite in the next second.

"Don't be so ugly."

"I don't have anything to say to you, the fox, could it be that you also want to eat the blood of the Xuanniao like them?"

In the face of Wen Jiuzhi's questioning, Que did not hide the greed in his eyes, but unexpectedly replied truthfully:

"Who can be indifferent to your blood? You are different from Wufeng, born in the primeval world and have eternal life, we strange beasts and immortals are only longer than mortals, and we naturally desire to use your essence to avoid thousands of years of cultivation. But don't worry, this is also the reason why I made a bet with the Fuxi clan to imprison you in Qiyang. ”

Hearing this, Wen Jiuzhi, who had been puzzled for many years, found the clue, turned his head and looked incredulous, his eyes were full of incomprehension:

"You're saying I'm holding me here to help me get out of trouble? No kidding, I'm going to need you to save your life this way? ”

It is indeed Xuan Niao who is arrogant, and as soon as he speaks the words, he has a sense of regret, he knows that he is old, and his spiritual power and reaction are not as good as before, but he stubbornly refuses to admit it, and he doesn't want others to mention it.

Knowing his temperament, he didn't say anything more, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and the strength under his body did not loosen half a minute.

"I've found out before that you yearn for the world more than any of us, and I tried it, and that's true."

"How so?"

"From the name."

"Name?"

Only at this time, Yu Que nodded with a smile in his eyes, raised Wen Jiuzhi's chin, and carefully looked at the pair of black eyes that were like an abyss even if they were reflected by the eclipse moon, but still could not stir up a ripple.

What a crow.

"Most of the people in the heavenly realm have two-character names, very few three-character names, but they never refuse to add surnames to themselves, because immortals have always looked down on ant-like mortals, and you are different, rather than liking, maybe it is more appropriate to say that you yearn."