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Jing Yuan was silent, his eyes moved slowly, and he saw the same meaning in everyone's eyes.
He took another deep breath and wiped away the tears on his face with his palm. "After hundreds of years of overtime, I wouldn't be moved to tears by finding someone to share official duties with, but..."
Jing Yuan paused, and couldn't help but lower his head to continue wiping his tears, "I'm also curious why Yan Qing and I have been crying all day."
As soon as the words were spoken, the scene fell into silence for a moment.
The gray-haired girl's pupils shrank slightly, and she silently looked at a little crow wearing a black sports shirt and looking a little embarrassed because of the battle.
Hmm, this smell is definitely that of a crow's mouth.
"Friend." Xing called out hesitantly, his tone full of disbelief, "Can you still remember what you said today?"
"Too many, I can't remember. Let me listen to them when I get home tonight." Cheng Che's eyelids twitched inexplicably, and he felt in his pocket and finally took out the last crumpled piece of toilet paper.
He took a look at it and stuffed it into Jingyuan's hand, "It's clean, it just wasn't stuffed in the bag, wipe it off."
Jing Yuan:......
He had never been so embarrassed.
He and Yan Qing, this poor master and disciple, have already brought shame to the Starry Sky Train today with their crying. Even Suiyuan is still not stable, and they have to drag the embarrassing general out for another round.
Jing Yuan wiped his cheek with a piece of paper that was slightly warm from his body temperature, and looked up at Cheng Che, "You cursed me, didn't you?"
"It should be, but I don't remember what I cursed." Cheng Che's eyes were full of innocence, trying to make himself look more innocent, "But don't panic, I'll listen to it tonight and I'll know."
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and just as he was about to speak, he habitually moved his palm up to wipe away his tears, and then he sighed heavily, "Okay... change back!"
Cheng Che: ...
"Oh." Cheng Che responded, looking up at the fireworks in the sky before looking at Jing Yuan, "Let's not take this Sui Yang away. We can put it here as an accelerator for Luofu to move forward. If we want to speed up, we can just call her wife again. We can also use it as a sight to earn some money for tourism."
Even though the little crow wanted to make money for Luofu, Jing Yuan was unmoved, "Change back."
How could it be possible to easily get over it after he was cursed like this!
Cheng Che glanced at the little bird on Jing Yuan's shoulder, stretched out a finger to push the little bird down to make room for himself, "Okay."
In the blink of an eye, the adult male suddenly shrank into a pitch-black ball, flapping his wings and squatting on the shoulder of the white-haired general.
Jing Yuan reached out his hand and rubbed the shiny feathers, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his tearful golden eyes.
The little sparrow hopped and climbed onto the shoulder, took a look, and then moved closer, nudging a black bird it had never seen before with its head.
"Snapped--"
Another merciless kick, the little bird was kicked off the shoulder and flapped its wings to stabilize its body in mid-air.
Xing blinked and felt emotional.
How domineering.
"I have a question." The crow made a small sound, stretched out its wings and pointed at the golden figure in the air holding a formation knife and threatening Huiyan Fireworks, "Is this the God they often talk about? What's his name?"
Jing Yuan thought for a moment and replied with a smile, "The General of the Divine Thunder Palace drives away thunder and lightning to chase down demons and eliminate evil."
After the words were spoken, everyone fell into silence.
The little sparrow that had finally climbed onto the white-haired general's shoulder rubbed against the crow, and then became silent as well, without even a chirp or a cackle.
Silence fell.
It was really silent.
Cheng Che looked up at Jing Yuan's profile, and after thinking for a long time, he spoke, "You really won't bite your tongue?"
Jing Yuan thought about it and nodded, "So just call him Lord Shen."
"Oh, he's quite handsome." Cheng Che responded, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Xing picked up the phone.
The cell phone vibrated, and after Xing answered the call, the exhausted and hopeless voice of Lord Taibu was heard.
"Xing..."
Fu Xuan's voice was choked with sobs, and he seemed very sad. "Ask Cheng Che what he said. I cried a lot today. The Dragon Girl from the Dan Ding Division said that I am healthy enough to fight Sui Yang."
Chapter 423 On the way, right?
"The General Manager of the Divine Thunder Palace... the Lord of Heaven..."
The dark crow squatted on the shoulder of an adult man, resting its chin on the little sparrow like a pillow, and said thoughtfully, "It sounds familiar."
Xing picked up a peace locket from the ground, circled it twice, and then tiptoed to put it around the little crow's neck. "Did you hear about it in Luofu? I remember someone talked about this at noon..."
“No, it’s still my hometown.” Cheng Che tried hard to recall his memory and pulled out the familiar name from the depths of his mind. He hesitated and said, “There are nine heavens in the sky, and Shenxiao is the highest. Its jurisdiction is the palace. Moreover, according to the legend of my hometown, Lei Zu seems to have a disciple named... Thunder Chief Shenwei Dangmo Pili Zhenjun...”
Oh, it’s the prototype, I see.
Cheng Che turned his head to look at Jing Yuan, and somehow his mind suddenly wandered for a moment, "Let me ask, are there any particularly large trees in Luofu?"
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan was silent for a moment. For some reason, he felt something was wrong. "Yes, a lot."
Although Luofu is considered a fairy ship, it is full of caves and is more prosperous than an ordinary small planet. How could there be no trees?
"Then can I make a somewhat presumptuous request?" Cheng Che tilted his head. The tiny crow head looked particularly weak, pitiful and helpless.
Jing Yuan wiped his tears once again, "If you know it's presumptuous, don't speak."
"Then I won't. Can I find a tree to chop when I get back?" Cheng Che stretched out his wings with all his strength and pointed at the golden god above. "Chop the tree, but don't kill it. Then let me cut the beads."
Lightning struck the wood.
Although Cheng Che doesn't have any religious beliefs, this thing can ward off evil spirits!
They are all gods and heavenly monarchs. Wood struck by lightning must be more effective in warding off evil spirits! Maybe I will be a little less afraid of ghosts in the future.
Jing Yuan:......
I knew that there was nothing good in the crow's mouth!
"Your hobby is really special." Jing Yuan chuckled, but could only sigh helplessly.
He looked up at the bright fireworks in the sky, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Just let Suiyang explode like this?"
How pitiful! It would be worse if he had been squatting in the furnace of creation.
"Ah? Ask me?" Cheng Che nodded his head, seeming to be extremely sleepy.
He put his head on the little sparrow and folded his wings. "You are a general, why are you asking me?"
"Ask the new envoy." Jing Yuan snorted and squinted his eyes to look at the fireworks before turning around and walking slowly towards the outside of Suiyuan. "Forget it, let's blow it up to generate income for Luofu and give the poor general a little more salary."
It’s not easy to be a teacher. You have to be both a father and a mother, and you have to pay money.
Cheng Che nodded, stretched out his wings and waved them behind him, "Come on, let's go back to eat and rest, and then go find the remaining Sui Yang tomorrow—"
The voice suddenly stopped, Cheng Che lowered his crow head and looked at the amulet hanging on his body, which seemed a bit too big. After thinking for a while, he spoke, "Miss Huanlong, I remember I still have a Sui Yang on me. You cracked it like a melon seed, right?"
The peace locket carved from white jade shone with a lustrous glow, as pure and delicate as mutton fat. A woman's smiling and teasing voice came from it, and she didn't seem to care at all about the general who had backstabbed her. "Finally you remembered me?"
After a good fight and dragging the trash can all over Suiyuan, Cheng Che looked extremely sleepy and tired, not wanting to show off at all, "Sister Huanlong, can you help me..."
Illusion: ...
Suddenly I understood the mental journey of the white-haired man in the prison.
Huanlong was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "How about giving me more? Like the big bunch of crackling ones above?"
"No." Cheng Che refused decisively. He was so tired that he would not give in. "Then you have to keep it to make money."
The illusion became silent and he didn't want to say another word.
Behind Jing Yuan, following the Luofu ghost-hunting team, Xing was carrying Cheng Che's bag and staggering. He looked tired but still energetically entered tomorrow's arrangements in the memo on his mobile phone, "Help find Huo Huo's tail, collect Sui Yang, suppress Sui Yang..."
Having said that, Xing quickly turned his head and looked at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere and supported Xue Yi.
She glanced at the somewhat exhausted Snowcoat and asked the Jackdaw softly, "Anything else?"
Jackdaw stretched out his hand to support Xue Yi's arm, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head, looking at the crow squatting on General Shen Ce's shoulder without any hesitation, "Now we can't be sure whether the floating smoke will explode with the anger flame after being fused. At that time, we may need Mr. Cheng's help."
"Cheng Che." Cheng Che raised his wings and spoke with half-closed eyes, "Okay, then you look for the stars, and she will look for me."
As soon as the words fell, a bright object suddenly flashed in the peripheral vision.
Cheng Che turned his head quickly, his movements were swift and his perception was sharp, not like a crow that was tired from the battle.
He turned his head to look at the tears running down Jing Yuan's face, and after thinking for a while, he finally spoke, "I think I know why you can't stop crying."
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and just as he was about to say something, his vision suddenly went dark.
Several heads of different colors suddenly came closer, with a pair of curious big eyes blinking, staring closely at the pitch-black crow.
Jing Yuan:......
I said I was exhausted from fighting Sui Yang and just wanted to go back home to eat, take a shower and sleep?!
How come you don’t look tired at all when eating melon? !
Jing Yuan stretched out his hand and pulled the crow's wings into his palm, staring at Cheng Che, "Come on, tell me."
Cheng Che folded his wings and said in a calm and cold voice, "I seem to have said before that you, Yan Qing and Fu Xuan would be sad if I worked for the Ten Kings Division."
As soon as the words fell, a trace of confusion flashed across everyone's eyes, and their brain circuits seemed a little out of pace for a moment.
Why is sadness the same as crying?
Is it because when sadness occurs, the symptom will be crying?
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes moved to Jing Yuan. Xue Yi, who seemed a little tired because of the battle, couldn't help but move her eyes and looked at a general.
I have no interest in eating melons, but...
On the way, right?
In the silence, the white-haired man held a palm-sized crow in his hand. The corners of his mouth that always smiled drooped, and his pair of light golden eyes looked particularly lifeless. "What this means is... until the Suiyuan issue is resolved, we have to keep crying?"
Then, if Cheng Che follows the train around and meddles in other people's affairs, will the three of them have to continue crying?
"It seems so." Cheng Che tried to stretch out his wings and patted Jing Yuan's shoulder to comfort him, but in the end he could only pat Jing Yuan's palm. His light amber eyes took on a hint of red gold under the fireworks, "Friend, don't look so gloomy."
Chapter 424 Listen to Me