Super God Jade Rabbit

"Who is this?" Song Fuyan asked.

"Hello, hello, my name is Yun Mi, and I have a store in the trading market." Yun Mi took out a business card from his breast pocket and handed it over.

Song Fuyan froze for a moment, hesitated to take it, and saw that it said - pink romance, giving you the ultimate love experience!

Um... what is this... what?

Song Fuyan twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Although my small shop was burned down, I still have some stock in stock. If you need anything, just ask me." Yun Mi introduced very enthusiastically.

Song Fuyan nodded without distraction, and handed the business card to Styx casually.Styx is actually unwilling to accept this thing, but the young master handed it over, and he had to accept it. He frowned and looked at the business card, and put it in his pocket casually.

The heavy rain gradually turned into light rain. At this time, someone said: "The fire in Fuyin Street seems... to be extinguished?"

Song Fuyan turned his head and looked, and sure enough, the fire that had been raging in the sky had become only sporadic fires, and under the beating of raindrops, it was extinguished in a short while, leaving only faint blue smoke.

The Shunv next to Wanyanfu was startled, and said to Yunyan: "Can you extinguish this fire of resurgence?"

Yun Mi glanced at her, "Hey, you are very similar to those things in Fuyin Street..."

Wan Yanfu blocked the shu nun behind him and said, "She is my contracted spirit beast."

"Oh." Yun Mirage scratched his chin, and didn't ask further: "I can only extinguish it for a while, as soon as the rain stops, these fires will burn again."

The nun said: "The fire of resurgence is also called the fire of eternal life. It is formed by the resentment of dead spirit beasts, so ordinary water is difficult to extinguish."

"Hey, coincidentally, my rainwater is extracted from the purest snow water on the top of the snow mountain. It has purification ability and can temporarily extinguish them."

Shan Shan woke up at this time, coughed twice violently, opened his eyes and saw Mirage, Mirage waved his hand gracefully and said hello, "Hey, baby, are you awake?"

Paused for only two seconds, he jumped up from Song Lin's arms and grabbed Yun Mirage's neck: "Damn it, you actually put me in your mouth!!! Do you know how disgusting your saliva is!!! "

Mirage smiled and let him dangle around his neck, "Well, it's urgent, don't worry about the details."

Song Lin grabbed Shan Shan's shoulders and pulled him over: "Okay, don't make trouble."

Shan Shan rubbed his face against Song Lin's clothes: "I want to wipe the drool off."

Unexpectedly, Song Lin didn't dislike him, but said seriously to him: "Today's matter is only this one time, next time you do such a dangerous thing, I will tie your hands and feet."

"...Oh, I see." Shan Shan continued to rub against his clothes.

Song Fuyan looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the sound of crutches came from not far away, and an old man with a hunched back slowly walked out of the smoke in Fuyin Street.

At the beginning, people could only see a vague shadow, but when the green smoke cleared, they could see clearly behind the old woman, followed by a large group of dark gray cloaked men.

Looking at the old woman, Yun Mirage suddenly changed his expression, his pupils trembled suddenly, and he clenched his hands into fists and roared: "Lingpo!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to rush over, but Shan Shan grabbed him: "Mirage! Calm down!"

"It's her right!" Mirage pointed at the other side, her fingertips were trembling, and her voice was trembling, "The guy who killed Yuhuan!"

Just taking a deep breath, I could suppress my emotions: "It's her!"

Song Lin glanced at Shan Shan, and could see that although he was telling Yun Mirage to calm down, he was not.So he hugged him even tighter, and the warmth from Song Lin's palm gave Shan Shan a sense of security.

Originally, just like Yun Mirage, the hatred in Lingma's heart was aroused when he saw the Lingma, but fortunately, with Song Lin around, he would not lose himself.

That day at the beach was also Song Lin's embrace in time, so he didn't continue to absorb the spiritual power given by the Lingma.

"Oh, look who this is... Long time no see, Mirage." The Lingma let out a weird laugh, which was as hoarse and ugly as sawing dead wood, "Why, Yuhuan's little pets popped up one by one. Is it here? I remember there is a little glutton, where is it hidden? Hehe, that’s fine, join me, Lingcheng will be reborn from the ashes, and by then, everything here will be ours.”

"It is true that Lingcheng will be reborn from the ashes, but everything after rebirth does not belong to you." Song Lin said. "You and the group of pivots behind you, tell me where you came from and where you are going back."

Shan Shan looked up at his profile, and said to himself: Wucao, so handsome.

The Lingma was stunned, and was silent for a while, then suddenly slammed the crutch on the ground, "Give it to me!"

So tens of thousands of cloaks behind her rushed over like ghosts, and everyone immediately picked up their weapons and fell into a melee.

At this time, Chuyue Mountain.

In the dead of night, after a catastrophe, almost everyone was exhausted and slept deeply.

In the Treasure Pavilion, there are two moving figures.

"Damn it, this priest's mansion really lives up to its reputation. These are all top-notch treasures. I've only heard of them in legends."

The man with the injured left hand picked up a glazed vase and admired the moonlight outside the window.

"It's really unfair that the high priest has so many treasures alone." Another man with a burnt forehead said so.

"Where did you put the book of everything during the day? Find it quickly! It would be bad if someone found it."

"I know, I'm looking for it." The man muttered while flipping through the bookcase, "It's really unfair. Some people are sitting on mountains of gold and silver, while we are at the bottom with nothing."

"Okay, stop shouting, after tonight, we'll have everything."

"I found it!" The man with the forehead injury pulled out a book from the bookshelf, and there was a dozing fish on it, "With this, we will no longer be afraid of people." The man put the book into his clothes.

"Take all these treasures away too!" Another person took out the sack and swept all the treasures displayed in the glass cabinet into it.

"Okay, let's go."

"Wait a minute! There's a little more!"

"It's too heavy for us to carry!"

"It's hard to get a chance, take as much as you can! Damn, so many treasures, it's really cheap High Priest."

At this time, a sinister voice suddenly came slowly—"You said... what can you take as much as you want?"

The two were startled and shouted, "Who's there!"

The lights suddenly came on, and the high priest stood at the door, with a very displeased expression, staring at them coldly, and said with anger: "So, from the very beginning, I felt that you guys It's a very bad idea to live in."

Those two took a step back in fear, and one of them said: "High, High Priest... you have so many treasures here, so it's okay to give some of them to us? We are not as powerful as you. If the Shu people attack here, We also need something for self-defense."

"Yeah, we just want to defend ourselves."

Feng Chulian's eyes darkened: "I kindly took you in, but you actually went to my treasure house to steal something, and that's how you repay me? Huh?" He waved his sleeves, and instantly raised a gust of air, pulling the two of them towards each other. After a shock, he hit the wall directly. "The things here are also scraps like yours that can move?"

The man with the forehead injury shivered and covered his head, while the man with the injury on his left hand suddenly touched him lightly and said in a low voice, "The high priest seemed a little weak in spiritual power just now, and his steps were a little unsteady."

"Really?...You mean the High Priest is just bluffing? Impossible?"

"There have long been rumors that the high priest is dying of illness, but every year he prays for rain as scheduled, and he can't see where he is sick, so no one has taken this rumor seriously. Now it seems that this so-called high priest may really be dead. Not as good as before."

The man with the wounded left hand curled up his lips, and took out a knife from his bag, "I'll try his strength." After saying that, the knife flew out suddenly, Feng Chulian was startled, and dodged sideways, but the knife brushed past him. His white robe had a slit at the sleeve.

The two men were taken aback for a moment—they said that the high priest had spiritual body protection, how could a knife of this level cut his robe?

Sure enough...he is not as powerful as the rumors say.

The two men stood up confidently, carried the sack on their shoulders, and said disdainfully: "After living for so long, it is indeed time to grow old, my lord priest."

"You've become so weak, and you still have to put on a show? Who are you going to show it to?"

Feng Chulian's eyes were gloomy: "Put down the book of everything, it is not something dirty people like you can touch."

The two men showed stern expressions: "It's the end of Lingcheng now, and I don't know if I can survive tomorrow. Who cares who the original owner of these things is, whoever snatches them is who they are! You are the one!" The High Priest has been admired by thousands of people for so long, and he owns the entire Chuyue Mountain and the Treasure Pavilion, so it's time for us to enjoy these too, right?"

"Presumptuous! Do I agree with you leaving?"

"My lord priest, you don't seem to have figured out the situation. You are no longer our opponent."

The two men smiled and summoned their treasures one after another.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door - "Master!"

Bi An slammed open the door, saw the two people holding weapons, and then saw Feng Chulian's torn white robe, and instantly became angry, "Who allowed you to touch my master?!!"

With a wave of his hands, the two men were overturned by a force out of thin air and fell to the ground. All the sharp objects in the glass cabinet broke through the glass at the same time and stabbed their legs with a "swipe". It was like a hornet's nest, and the entire Treasure Pavilion was filled with their screams.

In the end, the two of them were kicked out by Bi An.

Bi An grabbed Feng Chulian's wrist and shouted, "Why did such a dangerous thing happen alone? What if you get hurt?!"

Feng Chulian was stunned by his yelling for a long time, blinked his eyes, and coughed softly: "I'm a teacher...it's okay..."

"Fortunately, you are fine. If something happens, I will let the two of them be buried with you."

Feng Chulian didn't answer, but looked at Bi An without saying a word—it was strange, why did he suddenly think that this apprentice had grown up?