She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

After explaining his plan to Shengxiao in detail, the two discussed many details together to ensure that the plan would be implemented flawlessly, and then they went downstairs together.

Zhan Wuya has been invited into the tea room by Feng Yuncheng. He is hospitable and eloquent. He has developed a good ability to talk to people and ghosts. He won Zhan Wuya's favor with just a few words.

When Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao came to the tea room, the two people were already chatting happily.

Feng Yuncheng had just finished telling Zhan Wuya the story of their good friend Anna. After hearing about Anna's deeds, Zhan Wuya's handsome face was full of admiration. He said sincerely: "Listen to what Junior Feng said, the woman named Anna is indeed admirable. Although she is a young man, A woman has a mind that is not that of an old and wise man, which is admirable and admirable!"

"Hey, after all, that girl is still kind." After a pause, Feng Yuncheng said again: "I once made a good friend, her name is Naluo..." Feng Yuncheng was about to follow Zhan Zhan Wu Ya was telling Na Luo's story and saw Sheng Xiao and Yu Huang walking over.

"They finally came downstairs." Feng Yuncheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao finally came downstairs.

The couple said they were going upstairs to pull something, but it took more than an hour.

Ye Qingyang always likes to argue with Zhan Wuya, and Meituisi and Zhan Wuya are not familiar with each other, so the important task of keeping Zhan Wuya falls on Feng Yuncheng. Fortunately, Feng Yuncheng was very eloquent. When he should be glib, he was absolutely unambiguous and knew how to measure. He successfully used those interesting stories to retain Zhan Wuya.

Feng Yuncheng was already talking until his mouth went dry.

Seeing Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao now, Feng Yuncheng quickly stood up and pulled Yu Huang to his seat to sit down. "Yu Huang is here, senior Wuya, let's chat." After placing Yu Huang in his seat, Feng Yuncheng sat down next to Meituisi.

Ye Qingyang had been sitting at the table eating melon seeds, and by the way, he listened to Feng Yuncheng telling Zhan Wuya stories that he had never heard of.

Even Ye Qingyang was fascinated by Anna's ups and downs and rich experiences, and before he knew it, he had eaten all the melon seeds on the plate.

Sheng Xiao sat down next to Ye Qingyang and saw a lot of melon shells piled on the table in front of Ye Qingyang. The crow on his shoulder was also eating melon seeds in a decent manner, which made him feel strange.

Crows also like to eat melon seeds?

After staring at the greedy crow, Sheng Xiao suddenly felt like a child.

He took a crisp plum from the fruit bowl, split it in half with his hands, took out the core in the middle and handed it to the crow's mouth. Sheng Xiao was like a bad uncle coaxing a child and coaxing a little crow: "Here you go, this is delicious."

The crow stared at the core and then looked up at Sheng Xiao, as if he was considering whether this thing was edible and whether this man could be trusted.

Maybe it was the fruity aroma of the fruit core, or maybe it was Sheng Xiao's handsome appearance that fascinated the crow so much that it actually opened its mouth and took the fruit core in its mouth. Seeing this, Sheng Xiao was about to stop him when he saw the crow tilt its head back, then its throat rolled up, and it swallowed the fruit core.

Seeing this, Sheng Xiao was startled and hurriedly said to Ye Qingyang: "Zhan Wuya, how come your crow even eats the core? Is it stuck?"

Ye Qingyang, on the other hand, looked as if he was not surprised, "No, it can swallow a rotten corpse in one gulp, just a fruit core is nothing."

Hearing this, even Zhan Wuya cast a suspicious look at the crow. "Can it swallow a rotten corpse in one bite?" Zhan Wuya expressed doubts about this, "Fellow Taoist Ye Qingyang, are you kidding?"

Ye Qingyang suddenly turned his head and said to the crow: "Little crow, show them a magic trick."

call out--

The crow on Ye Qingyang's shoulder suddenly transformed into a... little girl wearing a black jumpsuit. The little girl was about three or four years old, with a chubby face and eyes as dark as her skin. She is a little girl with two braids on her head. The most conspicuous thing about her body is the red bow hairpin on the braids.

The little girl suddenly grinned at them, showing her sharp white teeth. Her teeth are in the shape of an inverted triangle, and the tips of her teeth are very sharp. Let alone crushing fruit cores, it seems that it would not be a problem to crush a head.

Seeing the little girl who suddenly appeared, everyone in the room couldn't recover.

"...She is..." Zhan Wuya stared at the child for a while and then said uncertainly: "Could it be that she is a descendant of the Black God Clan?"

The Wushen Clan are the descendants of the Netherworld fortune teller.

The Netherworld fortune teller never married, but he had a pet crow. He integrated part of his own blood as a fortune teller into the crow's body, and the crow became infected with the breath of the Netherworld fortune teller. The crow later opened his mind and cultivated into a god demon.

The descendants of that crow are the Crow God Clan.

According to legend, the Wushen Clan is the same as the Shenyu Phoenix Clan, they are both oviparous animals. When they are born, they are just eggs that need to be hatched before they can have a body. The only difference is that once the Shenyu Phoenix tribe hatches, they look like human babies, while the children of the Wu Shen tribe still look like crows after hatching.

In the early days of the Crow God Clan, because they possessed the bloodline power of the Netherworld Divine Visionary in their bodies, some of them could awaken their minds and become gods and monsters, gaining the qualifications to become human beings. However, as time passes, the power of the Netherworld Divine fortune teller bloodline in the people of the Wushen tribe becomes weaker and weaker, and the chance of their people awakening becomes weaker and weaker.

As early as 8,000 years ago, the Wushen tribe suffered a genocide.

Therefore, everyone knew that Ye Qingyang had a crow as a pet, but no one knew that the crow was not an ordinary crow, but the only member of the Wushen tribe.

Seeing Zhan Wuya reveal her identity, the little girl nodded slightly, "Hello, my name is Little Crow."

Hearing this, Yu Huang curled his lips and smiled, teasing Zhan Wuya: "We have the same name."

Zhan Wuya didn't answer.

Ye Qingyang pulled Little Crow's braid and said, "When I discovered the core of the undead, I also found a sleeping egg inside, and that egg was Little Crow."

Sheng Xiao looked at the face of the little girl on Ye Qingyang's shoulder and said thoughtfully, "Could she be the Netherworld fortune teller's pet?"

"Probably not." Ye Qingyang shook his head and added: "I think she should be a direct descendant of the Netherworld fortune teller's beloved pet. She was just sealed away. She was not awakened until she met me."

Ye Qingyang pinched the black girl's fat cheek and said, "Little Crow, come here and say hello to all the uncles and aunties."

"Gah!" The little girl yelled first, then turned her head 180 degrees and shouted to Sheng Xiao, who was sitting next to Ye Qingyang, in a sweet voice: "Uncle Sheng, good evening."

Uncle Sheng was stunned by the little girl's big white teeth, then nodded and said softly: "Hello."

Little Crow asked again at Metrice, who was sitting opposite Sheng Xiao: "Aunt Sisi, good evening."

Metrice was shocked by the sweet name of 'Sisi', and then her earlobes turned red. "Hello, little crow."

The little crow then shouted to Feng Yuncheng: "Hello, little pretty uncle."

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