"Yes, yes, boss, you are a god crow now, you can't be so stingy, don't you say that we are weak, if it spreads, we are your little brother, and we are so weak, this is a slap in the face, boss, you can't be a dime!" they said to Jin Crow with a smile one by one.

"Bastard, you don't see it, your boss has all the hair on his body!" Jin Wu scolded the little brothers.

"Boss, don't you still have a few hairs on you!" they said, pointing to the golden feathers on the golden crow.

Faint to death, these few golden feathers, but its natal technique, every thousand years of cultivation, only grow a golden feather out. This golden feather is the identity representative of the Golden Crow clan, the more golden feathers on the body, the higher its status, like some human officials, the more stars on the shoulders, the bigger the officer.

"Boss, I see that you give a lot of feathers to those people, we are your little brothers, don't you give us a little something? Think about it, if you give things to others, your own little brother, and don't give anything, it is not excluded that someone will say that you are stingy behind your back

Does the Golden Crow have immortal treasures? No, there are no pills, some of them have eaten them, the immortal arts are not suitable for their cultivation, the immortal arts of the Golden Crow clan can only be cultivated by the Golden Crow, and human beings cannot cultivate them.

When this golden crow heard them say this, he pondered and felt that they had a point, and if he gave so many feathers to others, if he didn't give his little brother something, he really couldn't say it, if it was spread out, it would really chill people's hearts and slap his face.

"It's not that I don't give you these golden feathers, but these feathers, I have cultivated for thousands of years before I grow one, which represents my identity. Jin Wu said to them with a little embarrassment.

"Boss, then you have to give it even more, think about it, you have cultivated for thousands of years to cultivate a golden feather, if you give it to us, it will be passed on. Anyone who hears it will say that you are generous and decent, and you are very caring and generous to your little brother and followers

"Well, you have a point, but

"Boss, we are your little brother, we are all your followers, you can't chill people's hearts.

"Yes, boss, you can pull it out and give it to us, you can't be so stingy.

"Boss, if you do this again, we are really sad.

"Boss

In the end, needless to say, this golden crow really plucked the last eight golden feathers from its body, gave them to these so-called little brothers, and said to them. In the future, they are their own followers, with this golden feather, all the crows in the world obey his orders, and this golden feather is carried on the body to ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts, water and fire are not invaded, warm in winter and cool in summer

After plucking these golden feathers on its body, it turned into a smooth bird, except for a little feather on the top of its head, but also a little feather on its buttocks, which made it hard to believe that this was a golden crow.

When Lin Xiafan found out about its condition, the little feathers on the top of its head were all deceived by the little brothers of the Golden Crow, although it could not pluck the feathers on the top of its head itself. But its little brother can be plucked off on his behalf, so that Lin Xiafan can see its appearance, he is really speechless, even if there is a little fluff on his body, he has been plucked out completely.

"What, how can I explain to the Seven Fairies?" Lin Xiafan saw that the golden crow was plucked and ran around on the ground, if it wasn't for it to speak, Lin Xiafan still thought it was a chicken that had only been plucked out.

The feathers on the golden crow's body were plucked out, and those little brothers just played with it, patted the horse's ass, and then disappeared, and I don't know where to run. Of course, there are also a few younger brothers, who keep asking it about the situation of the Heavenly Court, wanting to learn about the mysterious Heavenly Court from it, as well as the immortals and so on.

"Jin Wu, come here, I have something good for you to eat. Lin Xiafan heard Jin Crow and these travelers talking about Heavenly Court and Heavenly Immortals, and he felt that it was not appropriate to leave Jin Crow in the world.

"Followers, go play by yourself, I have something to do with my master's friends. Jin Wu said to his followers.

Lin Xiafan took this golden crow, who likes to be patted on the back, back to the villa, and then brought it from the villa into the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Tower, and before the golden crow asked anything, he was stuffed into the trading platform by Lin Xiafan and traded it to its owner: Huang'er.

The seven fairies at the other end of the fairy world were playing with the tablet board, and when they saw something to trade for themselves, they immediately confirmed it. As a result, she saw a sleek chick traded to her, if Huang Er didn't feel that this golden chick had its own breath, she really couldn't believe that this was her pet Jin Crow.

"Master!" cried the Golden Crow at the sight of his master.

"Xiao Wu, what's the matter with you, whoever plucks out your hair,, it must be a good thing done by that villain, oh my God, my eldest sister's crane, won't he pluck out his hair and burn it, right?"

The golden crow somehow explained to its owner, and when he saw himself on the bronze mirror, he looked like he was sobbing and said, "Master, you have to make decisions for me, the people there are terrible." ”

Now Jin Wu knows that he has been fooled, what is the big brother and little brother, what is the first handsome in the world, what people love, what flowers see flowers blooming, everything is floating clouds. They are deceiving the feathers on their bodies, and now they are slippery, so ugly that they can't be uglier anymore, where is still the most handsome in the world.

"Damn Lin Xiafan, why did you pluck the hair off my golden crow. Huang Er asked Lin Xiafan in pursuit of blame.

Lin Xiafan had already known about this accountability, and now he was sitting on the trading platform, waiting for Huang Er's words.

To Huang'er's words, Lin Xiafan replied to her: "I didn't pull it out, it was it plucked by itself, and I gave the plucked feathers to others, if I don't believe it, you ask it." Your pet, seriously, is so weird, like a few of my buddies, it's a strange one!"

Seriously, if Lin Xiafan wasn't afraid that he would cut his own flesh and feed his little brother, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Huang'er, and he wouldn't want to send this strange thing back to the fairy world.

Think about it, if those little brothers of the Golden Crow tell the story of the Buddha cutting meat and feeding it to the eagle, saying that the Buddha is great, and let the Golden Crow also learn from the Buddha, maybe the Golden Crow really cut off the meat on his body and fed it to his little brother.

Human beings, in order to achieve their goals, can do anything, especially mobile phone information fraud, a few words, can make people obediently transfer money in the bank to others, think about the other party's methods, how terrible.

You must know that this golden crow that has been cultivating for 10,000 years is full of treasures all over its body, and eating its flesh is like a 10,000-year spiritual fruit.

Those guys can use the information to get others to obediently send money to them, and maybe, they can also have a way to make Jin Wu sacrifice himself and contribute the meat on his body to the younger brothers.

Huang Er asked this golden crow, which was called a strange thing by Lin Xiafan, and said:

"Xiao Wu, that villain said that you plucked the hair on your body, is it true?"

Three more in the morning, and then more in the afternoon, thank you for rewarding all the heroes

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