She staggered and returned to the man who had just bought the fried pancakes and xiaolongbao.
"...Ah, why are you back?"
Seeing the two little guys suddenly ran back, Gong Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and glanced slightly at the troupe that was still lively not far away.
She couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed the girl's little head, and raised her eyebrows with a frown, "The performance there is not over yet~"
"Well, I know."
Xiang Xing nodded.
Suddenly he stood up on his toes again and pressed the man's shoulders to his ears.
He smiled, "A Yue, I seem to have found my tail feathers!"
"really?"
Gong Xuan Yue unexpectedly opened his dark purple eyes.
After thinking for a while, I suddenly got my mind and pinched my fingers.
After a while, his gaze moved, and he quickly glanced into the depths of the stage.
"It's really the breath of Fengling's tail feathers."
The corners of her rosy lips wickedly twitched, and she smiled faintly, "Moreover, this holder is actually someone who likes to join in the fun."
"Then, then are we going to find her?"
The little guy looked back at the eye theater group, then at the man in front of him, tilted his head for a moment.
Well.
According to the people’s remarks, this troupe has no fixed place. If it closes up and goes away soon, the spirit will hide a breath or something, it may be difficult to find a triple jump...
However, the man smiled and waved his hand.
"No, the deity has already calculated her identity."
Gong Xuanyue said, suddenly hiding his hand in his sleeve.
A faint golden light flashed quickly, and when the hand stretched out again, a piece of white paper with light gold ornamentation suddenly appeared in his hand.
Xiang Xing saw him raise his index finger and gesture like writing on the piece of paper.
Afterwards, he smiled again, looked at her with full eyes, and asked softly, "Can stars fold paper birds?"
"……Will not."
The little guy pursed his pink lips and shook his head honestly.
"That deity teaches you."
The man smiled even more.
Suddenly I looked around, then looked for a relatively remote tree on the side of the street, and immediately sat down against the trunk.
While curling his lips arbitrarily, he hooked his slender fingers towards Xiang Xing, "Hey, come here."
"..."
The little guy ran over.
Only when I came to the man, I saw him stretch out his hand quickly and lightly clasp her wrist.
Then with a slight effort, she directly took her into her arms and sat down.
The sturdy and warm arms then gently moved from the back circle, holding the small hands of Xiang Xing on the left and right, and held them in the palms of the palms.
"Come on, fold in half like this first..."
The man chuckled softly, his hoarse breath lingering in his ears.
It made Xiang Xing's ears numb, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Two pink halos floated up on both cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The mood became more and more chaotic, making her want to listen to the rules of the stack of papers, and just let him hold the fingers, manipulate, and stack them blankly.
It didn't take long.
A delicate and lifelike paper bird lay quietly in the palm of the little guy.
Immediately afterwards, Xiang Xing's ears rustled, and the man's head suddenly stretched forward.
He pressed against her slightly hot soft dumpling cheeks, and blew lightly towards the palm of her hand.
"Twitter~"
A burst of golden light flashed, and the little paper bird was suddenly infused with vitality, standing in Xiang Xing's palm, flapping its wings, and smoothing the hair.
"Go to Yaochi."
Gong Xuan chuckled lowly, and commanded the paper bird.
The paper bird immediately chirped up and flew towards the west of Kunlun City...
"That's it?"
Xiang Xing did not understand this series of operations.
But at Yaochi, she had heard of it in the plot.
Na Yao Chi is located in the Kunlun Mountains, above the nine heavens. The famous Yao Ji deity in the God Realm is located in the Taoist Temple of the Lower Realm. It is said that it was handed over to Qing Luan, her disciple and deity attendant.
Qingluan...
The little guy chewed on these two words, his soft brows frowned slightly.
Just now the GPS map showed that the backstage of the theater troupe controls a lot of birds and plants, and it seems that the name is correct.
Moreover, Luan and Phoenix are indeed similar in attributes.
But here is the problem.
Qingluan is already close to a god, so why would she still fall in love with the tail feathers of her little phoenix who just broke her shell? ?
Well.
Xiang Xing suddenly felt that his brain capacity was not enough, and he had a headache thinking about it.
Can't help but squeeze his little mouth depressed, and leaned back subconsciously.
Close your eyes and rest with the warm embrace behind you, and take a break.
"..."
Although he didn't understand the little guy's sudden move, Gong Xuanyue didn't mean to push her away, let alone ask.
Only the corners of his lips were curled faintly, and his arms tightened.
Quietly, greedy for this moment.
...
(White Lotus: Who remembers my duck that eats dog food?)
...
Early the next morning.
It had been transformed back to its original form and recharged. At this moment, the little fat Chuo, who was sleeping in bed, was suddenly picked up by a pair of powerful arms and embraced affectionately.
Immediately afterwards, there was a gust of wind blowing in my ears.
"...Um...Is there a typhoon..."
Fei Juu was awakened by this series of movements, and couldn't help muttering in a daze, slowly opening his wet black eyes.
Only then discovered that she had already flown above the clouds.
"...A Yue, where are we going so early?"
The little guy was dumbfounded, and couldn't help raising his little head, softly asking the man who was holding her.
The man raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Go to Yaochi."
While gently rubbing the little plump plume back, he gestured at the duck on his side.
Ya Ya immediately took out a reply and showed it to Xiang Xing.
"Here, Master received the reply written by God Yao Ji early in the morning, please go to Kunlun Yaochi to gather together."
"……So fast."
Xiang Xing was dumbfounded.
The efficiency of that little paper bird was pretty high last night.
and……
In the plot, the **** Yao Ji had ascended tens of thousands of years ago, and Gong Xuanyue might not have been born yet!
How did these two communicate...
Thinking about it, Xiao Fei Chuo raised his head again, blinking soft eyes inexplicably.
Ask directly, "A Yue, are you very familiar with God Yao Ji?"
If you are unfamiliar, you should not agree so soon...
"How do you say~"
The man's voice stretched, and the corners of his rose-colored lips were lightly picked.
But shook his head solemnly, "I haven't seen it before."
"..."
Xiang Xing was speechless.
The interpersonal relationship in this world seems a bit strange.
...
Soon, the three people arrived at the foothills of Kunlun Mountains.
The mist is lingering in the foothills, and the beauty is beautiful, and the eyes are full of lush and bright green.
The stream is gurgling, withered vines, old trees, exotic flowers and weeds are scattered on both sides of a winding path, spreading all the way to the depths of the valley.