Mrs. Bailing, who was angry, looked at a small face that was quite innocent in disbelief.

"You...... Who are you? Are you really ......? ”

This sentence asked the same doubts in Sishuang's heart. Not to mention whether the Golden Crow God appears in the form of a golden bird or in the form of a human being, since it is the true body of the Golden Crow God, it is the object of the Seven Kills Chess Hunt, but why does the golden lock in his hand not react?

The lady sitting in the golden car listened to Mrs. Bailing's questioning, and suddenly she was so disappointed, as if she had taken a red pen on the spot and drew it on her eyes, and a circle of red appeared on her fair skin, if it were not wrapped in a pile of gold, if it were not faintly always full of scheming, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain would definitely attract great pity.

"Brother Qibei......"

This woman is about to cry!

"What to do...... Aunt Bailing doesn't believe me......"

Lady Bailing wrapped all her anger in her eyes and threw herself at Qi Bei.

"Hey...... I...... I'm ......"

He began to stutter again.

"In the end—" If it weren't for the presence of the little golden woman, Lady Bailing would have shouted almost roaring, but now she could only try to recall in her heart that the Lady of the City Lord of Jun'an had taught her to be dignified and virtuous in every move, and she must not be rude and rude and lose her manners.

Posture training, which was once so disgusting, is now coming in handy. Subconsciously, Mrs. Bailing held back her anger, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, rightly, and couldn't expose her panic in front of the Golden Crow God.

She took a deep breath and slowly straightened her crumpled sleeves.

"May I ask this, is this the Golden Crow God of the East China Sea?"

Of course, Qi Bei heard the distancing tone.

The little woman wiping her tears in the car was still aggrieved: "I'm not a golden bird, everyone doesn't recognize me." Brother Qibei, only you are good to me, everyone doesn't believe me, only you believe in me. ”

One of Lady Bailing's hearts was about to explode in her chest.

"It turns out that it's really the Golden Crow God of the East China Sea." She held back her anger and symbolically bowed. The little golden woman in the car nodded slightly, her eyebrows still frowning pitifully, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Who the hell is being wronged!

Qi Bei hesitated for a long time, and cautiously handed a message to Mrs. Bailing: "That...... I need to go to Jun'an City......"

Lady Bailing looked at her with a look.

Qi Bei: "......"

Didn't you say that if you find the Golden Crow God to save Fenglin City, the two of them will disappear from then on, and they will never get close to the cage in Jun'an City again.

The disappointment in Lady Bailing's eyes rolled into a deep vortex.

Qi Bei saw it in his eyes, and he was depressed and distressed.

While the golden crow god "wiped away tears", he quietly observed the expressions of the two, and made sure that he controlled all their moods.

"Aunt Bailing, you can get in the car too. I don't mind. When she said this, it sounded like a very well-behaved and sensible little girl's gentle request, but it always sounded a little wrong.

Not to mention that Mrs. Bailing was so angry that her feet were petrified, even if she could take a step, how could she be willing to get into the car of the Golden Crow God!

"Really—" She looked at Qi Bei, silently praying in her heart that he would say the word "no", "Do you want to go back to Jun'an City?" ”

I obviously expected how he would answer, why did he insist on asking this question, isn't this equivalent to taking a knife and slashing at his heart.

Qi Bei's face was full of helplessness: "Let's go for a trip." ”

"You go to Jun'an City...... What about me? ”

The Golden Crow God said pitifully: "Let's go together." Brother Qi Bei, you quickly persuade Aunt Bailing. If people see that only Ye Shiyu is going home alone, they must think it is strange. ”

Qi Bei must have been very afraid of the little golden woman—although she looked so weak that she could fall down at the slightest touch, and had no strength—so she had to persuade Mrs. Bailing: "Let's ...... Go ahead. ”

Click--click-

When these words came out, Lady Bailing only felt that something was shattered to the ground.

"Didn't you say it," she struggled to adjust her voice, "never to go back to Jun'an?" ”

Qi Bei hung his head, like a frosted tomato: "I can't change my face back......"

It turned out that Ye Shiyu's face became a key bargaining chip.

Mrs. Bailing looked at him sadly, his face, his figure, she couldn't see the slightest bit of Qi Bei's appearance.

Jin Wushen beckoned softly, and what he said sounded really well-behaved and sensible: "Aunt Bailing, get in the car." Brother Qibei became a cloud horse, and his feet could travel 80,000 miles a day. I don't want to compete with my aunt and dominate my brother for the rest of my life, how can it be. As long as you send me to Jun'an City, I will never disturb you. ”

The seven-hole golden lock in Sishuang's hand still didn't react, seeing that the Golden Crow God was about to leave by car, if he missed it, he stayed alone on Hainiangniang Island, how many years and months would he be able to catch up with Jun'an City to investigate clearly: Why can't the Seven Killing Chess Pieces become the most murderous weapon in the world in the face of the Golden Crow God?

"Lord Golden Crow!" Sishuang hurriedly stood up, fell to the ground and bowed, and at the same time hid the seven-hole golden lock in the collar, "Sishuang doesn't know, it's too late to meet you, and you don't dare to ask for the magnanimity of the Golden Crow God Supreme." ”

The little woman of the Golden Crow God listened to a compliment very useful, compared to Mrs. Bailing, who was on the shelf from beginning to end, she naturally preferred Sishuang, and asked her identity, and even beckoned to invite Sishuang to ride together: "Hai Niangniang Island is so desolate, Sister Sishuang stays here, when will she meet the life-saving ship?" Why don't you come ashore with us? ”

Lady Bailing, who was left out in the cold, seemed to be stepping on the tip of a knife under her feet, and she was surrounded by blazing hell, and she could fall at any time.

Qi Bei peeked at her uneasily, there was the majesty of the Golden Crow God, and he had nothing to do.

Sishuang had already boarded the bus.

The Golden Crow God wondered and asked innocently, "Isn't Aunt Bailing on the bus?" What are you going to eat for your next meal on this island? ”

Qi Bei sighed and whispered to her, "You get in the car first, let's go back." ”

He tried to reach out and pull her, trying to comfort her, in a lower voice, "I haven't figured it out yet, but I promise you, it will—"

Mrs. Bailing shook off his hand, lifted the shelf and carried the skirt, and slowly boarded the car with the most standard gait of the ladies of Jun'an City, without looking at Qi Bei.

The Golden Crow God was very affectionate and held Sishuang with one hand and Mrs. Bailing with the other: "It's good today, I met Sister Sishuang and Aunt Bailing." ”

This little woman's mouth is really sarcastic, it is clear that Sishuang is older than Ye Shiyu, and Mrs. Bailing is a few years younger than Ye Shiyu, so she clearly does not give Mrs. Bailing the steps.

Sishuang had to smile, secretly looked at Mrs. Bailing's expression of hard to see death, and thought to herself: Pity you, I met someone who couldn't deal with it at all.

Qi Bei sighed deeply, deeply. Obviously I have already gotten it, and I can protect it in the palm of my hand for a lifetime. What did you get in the end by following Lady Bailing from birth to death?

In the sky overhead, the sun gradually rose, obscuring the double fortune star visible in the night sky, which happened to shine on Qi Bei's head.

He turned into a cloud horse again, pulled a huge golden cart, and flew to the coastline of the summer source land on the clouds that had dimmed after the glow.

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Whoa—

The surface of the sea suddenly split a foot square, and from the snow-white spray that was raised, the resurrected people finally poked their heads out, spitting seawater in large gulps, fighting for breath to sustain their livelihood.

It was surrounded by the vast East China Sea, with no islands, no ships, and no armor left behind by the fleet of sea dragons.

He struggled to paddle with his weak body, never sinking to the bottom of the sea again.

His right hand was withdrawn from the seawater, and the water sachet in his palm lay quietly.

Unlike before, the sachet was bulging, as if it contained something.

"Azhi ......"

Ye Shiyu smiled and muttered.

[END]