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Chapter 145 [God's Little Turtle] I'm Jealous

As soon as Zhi Yuanjing finished muttering these words, Wen Queyu grabbed his ear and squeezed it into the shape of a glutinous rice ball, and stuffed him into a container, then licked the tips of his teeth proudly.

Song Yuzhen could tell at a glance that the prototype of the crumpled rabbit was a paper kite spirit. If it were a normal paper kite spirit, he would not bother to remember it, but this one was different. In ancient times, there was also a female demon king in the demon world. What the Demon Lord loved most in her life was making paper kites. Later, when the dynasties in the demon world changed, the Demon Lord Rao was unable to withstand the conspiracy of those around her, even though she was possessed of magical powers. She used all her magic power to pour into a paper kite she loved most, and then that The kite disappeared.

Song Yuyan made a trick casually, and conjured a water mirror in midair, and there was a familiar figure in the mirror.

Wen Queyu hadn't seen Jiang Youpan for a while, and she vaguely knew that the things Shenjun was busy with probably had something to do with the accidental Aladdin magic lamp, but she didn't know exactly how tricky it was and how it needed it. He has been busy for so long.

The seasons have changed recently. In order to adapt to the trend and keep up with the footsteps of the human world, the God Realm has also changed the seasons, but the rhythm is often not well grasped. It was obviously sunny just now, but suddenly it was snowing and chilling.

The wind here is biting, but the mirror is as warm as spring, and the cherry blossoms are blooming all over the sky. Shenjun is dressed in black with his back to the mirror, and opposite him is Chi Yu, whom he has seen before. Her eyebrows are crooked and she is smiling very happily. People seemed to be having a conversation.

Winter is a hibernation season for warm fish. She yawned after watching it for a while, and then yawned again, directly sleeping herself into sleepy eyes.

Song Yufan thoughtfully changed into a padded jacket and put it on Wen Queyu's shoulders. At this moment, Wen Queyu had already been asleep and was trying to talk to Song Yufan.

"Don't you feel jealous when you see Shenjun and other women?" He didn't react at all when he saw Wen Queyu, and almost thought that his guess was wrong, but Shenjun's attitude towards her was really special. It is also uncertain where the two of them have developed.

Wen Queyu thought about it, and said honestly, "Is the vinegar delicious?"

Song Yuyan, "."

Song Yufan was a little curious about how Wen Queyu grew so big without incident, reached out and touched her head, and said in a casual tone, "It's not bad, I'll take you to try it next time?"

"But now I want to go to Shenjun." Wen Queyu buried his head between his knees and muttered in a low voice.

Song and Yan didn't hear clearly, "What?"

The little girl raised a pair of watery eyes, and said in a slightly aggrieved tone, "I miss the god."

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Didn't you say you don't get jealous?
Song Yuwen felt that women's hearts were really difficult to understand.

But he didn't have the guts to take Wen Queyu to the Lord Shen. He could never forget the look in Shen Jun's eyes when he saw him and Wen Que Yu standing together last time. He was thinking about how to refuse gently and politely. her request.

I saw the little girl shaking her cuffs, and a wisp of smoke floated out of her sleeves.

A small version of her sat on the candlelight with her chin in her hands, and said in a stunned tone, "What do you want me to change for you this time?"

"I heard that you are very powerful," Wen Queyu recalled how the kite spirit blew up Aladdin's magic lamp before, and raised his chin again. His tone was rather reluctant, as if he was trying his best to convince himself to trust again. She said once, "Can you change me to the side of the god?"

"What's so difficult about this!" Aladdin's magic lamp responded.

Song Yufan, who was standing aside, glanced at Wen Queyu and then at Aladdin's magic lamp with a complicated expression.

These two are probably stupid and sweet.

The Three Realms were in chaos because of this lamp, and this girl just used the lamp like no one else?
Song Yuxun watched as the magic lamp stretched out its hand and released a cloud of smoke. The smoke enveloped Wen Queyu, and when it dissipated, both the man and the lamp were gone.

Jiang Youpan came to the underworld for an important matter, and Aladdin's magic lamp floated into Wen Queyu's body. He could barely suppress the breath of the devil world with a little magic, but with the awakening of the magic lamp, the breath gradually became stronger and stronger. It's hard to hide.

And the other shore flower in the underworld has the effect of covering up the breath.

Ordinary Bana flowers won't work, it has to be the thousand-year-old flower that grows in the center of Wangchuan to have a miraculous effect.

But this is Chi Yu's right.

Jiang Yousi could only come to her.

Chi Yu had lived for thousands of years, and it was the first time that the gods took the initiative to find him. When he heard the report from his entourage, he felt a little elated.

What kind of fairy wind is blowing today, it can even blow the gods here, Chi Yu thought happily while picking up his clothes.

Standing by the side of Wangchuan, Shenjun looked at Wangchuanshui calmly, wondering what he was thinking.

A white dress was blown gently by the wind, and her hair was fluttering, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Compared with the spells of the gods who reach the sky, the gods are actually more attractive. Even the always reserved and aloof God Realm women have the courage to seduce him, but this person in front of him just doesn't make it into the world of mortals.

Chi Yu stepped forward slowly, pressed the red skirt that was blown up, and said sweetly, "Why is the god here?"

Jiang Yousi looked over.

When Wen Queyu was brought here, what she saw was Jiang Youpan looking at Chi Yu. She was standing on the side of Jiang Youpan. From this angle, it looked like the two portraits were stacked together. She sipped her lips. lip.

The paper kite spirit spoke happily in her pocket, "Brother Immortal doesn't want you anymore~"

"He must know that you secretly played with other fairy brothers, so he went to find other fairy sisters~"

This kind of sentence pattern is inexplicably familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it before.

Annoyed, Wen Queyu raised his hand to block the mouth of the bottle, threatening in a low voice, "Besides, I'll throw you into the river as a drifting bottle."

Paper Kite Essence: Shut up for a second.

Chi Yu was still twitching, his eyebrows were drooping, and his face was blushing.

Unlike getting along with Shenjun before, this time it was only her and Shenjun, without Qi Wu and others disturbing, and the atmosphere was very good, and the flower petals she let the ghost messengers scattered perfectly added romance.

The god did not speak.

She licked her lips, just when a smile bloomed on her lips.

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering sneeze not far away.

Chi Yu and Jiang Yousi both looked over.

Wen Queyu stood there rubbing her eyes, her willow-leaf eyes were full of water, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes as soon as she blinked, she stretched out her hand to Shenjun with aggrievedness, and said softly, "Hug Shenjun !"

Chi Yu was about to take it.

Couldn't she be alone with the god in peace for once in her life?
Jiang Yousi raised his eyes and looked over with a smile in his eyes, as if he had expected that this person would come by himself.

He stood there motionless.

Wen Queyu pursed his lips, ran over by himself, and threw himself into Jiang Yousi's arms.

He complained in a low voice, "Shenjun, you talked to someone else."

She muffled, "I'm jealous."

(End of this chapter)