The long stone steps are not a single visitor.

Due to the development of the ropeway, no one will choose to go up the mountain road a few steps, especially since it is a hot summer day.

Song Chi knelt on the ground, but the Bodhisattva statue above his head did not react at all.

"Xia Yuyou! I don't care if you're a river god or whatever, if you continue like this, you're really going to die! ”

Seeing that no matter how he kowtowed, the golden light did not dissipate, Song Chi shouted at Xia Yuyou almost hoarsely.

The petite figure trembled, raised her head in confusion, she looked at Song Chi blankly, her eyes that were full of aura in the past were gray at the moment.

"I ...... I am the river god...... I...... What the hell am I ......"

Looking at Xia Yuyou, who was still stunned at the moment, Song Chi couldn't help but be angry.

Is this girl really cosplaying?

Besides, if this continues, Xia Yuyou is afraid that she will soon be wiped out, what is the point of dwelling on this kind of problem at this time?

He was very anxious, seeing that Xia Yu's young white and tender calves began to become illusory, he subconsciously got up from the ground, and rushed forward in a few steps to block Xia Yuyou's body.

The dazzling golden light shone on Song Chi's body, making him unable to open his eyes at all, thinking of what his father told him about the Tianjin Temple, Song Chi simply shouted in his throat:

"Me, Song Chi! My dad is Song Shuqiu! ”

He was shouting almost with all his might.

"My dad is Song Shuqiu!"

"My dad is Song Shuqiu!"

Song Chi endured the discomfort and reluctantly opened his eyes, looking at the gate of Tianjinji Temple above his head.

He remembered that Song Shuqiu had told him that when he arrived at Tianjinth Temple, he would report his father's name, and the abbot of Tianjinth Temple and Song Shuqiu were old acquaintances.

Xia Yuyou's brain was probably down, and the Bodhisattva statue didn't give Song Chi face, so at this moment he could only hope that the old abbot in the temple might come out and have a way to save Xia Yuyou after hearing Song Shuqiu's name.

However, he was soon disappointed.

Smoke can be seen rising from the sky above Tenjinji Temple, which is the most prestigious temple in the coastal city, and the incense of Tenjinji Temple is always very strong.

Even if it's so far away.

Even if it was so far away that no matter how Song Chi shouted, the people in the Tianjin Temple couldn't hear it.

He fell to his knees in a bit of a daze, completely oblivious to the fact that the golden light shining on him was dissipating little by little.

Song Chi didn't dare to turn around, he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he would see Xia Yuyou's body turn into ashes in front of him.

"I'm useless......"

He muttered to himself in frustration.

"My dad is useless......

His voice fell, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Song Chi raised his head in confusion, only to find that it was not that the sky had darkened, but that the dazzling golden light had disappeared.

He looked puzzled, and subconsciously looked back.

Xia Yuyu stood in place with a complicated face.

"Natsu-chan!"

Song Chi was so excited that he was about to rush up to a bear hug, but he passed directly through Xia Yuyou's body, and one of them didn't stand firmly, and almost rolled down the steps.

He stretched out his limbs and barely stabilized his figure, and then said happily to Xia Yuyou:

"Are you alright?"

Xia Yuyou nodded lightly, looked at the blood that was still flowing on Song Chi's forehead, and said softly:

"It's still bleeding."

Song Chi was stunned for a moment, and then an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart, and that feeling was as warm as when I was in Xia Yuyou's arms just now.

This girl even cares about people?

He was moved in his heart, and felt that his time with this girl in the past few days had finally touched her.

"It's fine, just a little skin trauma."

Song Chi raised his hand and was about to wipe it, but saw that Xia Yuyu had come to him in a hurry.

The white, tender and flawless little face was close in front of him, almost sticking to him.

Suddenly, there was a cold, tender touch on his forehead.

Song Chi was shocked, and subconsciously took a step back, stepped on the air, and the whole person was about to fall down the steps when he leaned back.

Before he could exclaim, he felt that his waist was hugged tightly, and Xia Yuyou's body was already wrapped up.

The girl's face was crimson, and her eyes were misty, as if she had drunk the most fragrant wine in the world.

"Also...... I haven't licked it yet, so I can't waste it......"

……

……

Song Chi sat on the steps and reached out and touched his forehead.

He muttered a few words to Xia Yuyou, who was dissatisfied, but decided not to wash his face for the next week.

Hearing Song Chi's complaints, the girl said in a straightforward and coquettish voice:

"It's all leaking out anyway, why can't you lick it!"

Song Chi was choked half to death, no matter how he heard this, he didn't feel right, in order to prevent Xia Yuyu from saying anything strange again, he took the initiative to divert the topic and said:

"Anyway, why is this golden light suddenly gone, I thought you girl was going to be overtaken here."

"You're going to be overdone!"

Xia Yuyou wrinkled her nose, revealing two ferocious little tiger teeth.

"I don't know, but ......"

She looked at Song Chi with a somewhat strange expression.

"But what?" Song Chi asked.

"It seems that when you said that your father was Song Shuqiu, the golden light slowly became smaller......"

Song Chi's cheeks twitched, staring at Xia Yuyou:

"Are you serious?"

"I'm not a big liar like you!"

Seeing that Xia Yuyou didn't look like a liar, Song Chi looked up at the majestic and solemn bronze statue of the Bodhisattva, and behind the bronze statue, there seemed to be a yellow hair with a kind smile.

He couldn't wait to call Song Shuqiu immediately and ask him what his relationship with the Bodhisattva was.

But when he thought that if he really asked like that, the old man would definitely throw his head up to the sky, Song Chi still gave up.

The king must not be given any chance to pretend to be forced.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Song Chi thought about it, after all, he really couldn't associate Song Shuqiu, who had yellow hair and an unserious face, with the Bodhisattva.

If ever there is a connection between the two.

That may be the drifting bottle connection.

"Also," Xia Yuyou looked at Song Chi suspiciously, and said crisply, "Are you brighter than before?" ”

"Brighter?"

"Well," the girl nodded, looking at Song Chi's body and her gaze was a little evasive, "If you used to be like an electric light in the night, now you are like the sun in the night sky......"

“…… Is it so exaggerated? ”

Xia Yuyou nodded, looking at Song Chi in a heavy tone.

"I probably won't be able to keep you."

Song Chi was stunned for a moment, and saw Xia Yuyou say lightly:

"I thought about it, for the safety of my life, I'd better go back to Lingjiang."

Xia Yuyou's words made Song Chi's face turn white in an instant, has this matter been so serious......

"Don't, my good sister, don't leave me, I'll buy you more delicious food."

Xia Yuyou flicked her double ponytail and floated forward, leaving a fluttering sentence.

"Hmph, anyway, you brought me here, didn't you just want to dump me!"