Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 62

Xiao Feilong and the strange man disappeared from sight, Duan Qi was still in a daze, with a bewildered expression, he had a premonition that one day, they would definitely meet again.

"Whatever you look at, people are walking away." Shiji put his hands on his waist and raised his head.

Duan Qi was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at Shiji, seeing that its feathers had all turned a khaki color, completely reduced to a soaked chicken, Duan Qi felt it was funny for a while.

"Hahaha, you look so ugly, you can also talk, you also have wings, why are you so far behind that little red flying dragon?" Duan Qi pointed at Shiji and laughed.

Shiji jumped and said: "Hey, hey, my emperor became like this because his mana was sealed. Once my merits and virtues are completed, I will become a fairy again. At that time, I will rule the world and be omnipotent."

Duan Qi took off his clothes and said, "Come on! Don't brag."

After all, he walked towards the south alone, and there was above the cliff of the Zilan Mountains, as long as he climbed the cliff, he would be able to get home smoothly.

After walking a few steps, he realized that Shiji was still following him.

"Shiji, why are you following me?"

Shiji walked a few steps, and stopped again. After its feathers dried, the soil stuck to them, and it looked more like a black-bone chicken: "I don't want to follow you."

Duan Qi said: "Alright then!"

He walked for a while, but found that Shiji was still following him.

Duan Qi turned around and smiled helplessly.

Shiji said: "Do you want to ask me why I am with you?"

Duan Qidao: "Are you trying to say that the road you're going to happens to be on the same road as me?"

Shiji shook his head, proudly said: "You are wrong this time, I want to tell you that I still have a dragon tongue plant here, and I will give it to you."

Duan Qi turned around and saw its sad appearance.

Shi Ji took out a dragon tongue grass from the feathers on his back, and handed it to Duan Qi: "Here, here it is, there is still mud on it, just take it back and wash it off. I thought about it just now, tear it off Dragon tongue grass, if we are all alive, I will give it to you, if we are all dead, I don't have to tell you."

When it was talking, it shook its head again, revealing the red comb on its head.

Duan Qi couldn't help laughing and said: "Shiji, you better go wash it! This look is like a black chicken."

Shiji rubbed his face, wiped off the dirt on his mouth, and said, "Where should I wash?"

Duan Qidao: "Come to my house!"

Shi Ji stared blankly at Duan Qi, with crystal tears falling from his eyes.

How many days and nights have passed, who understands its sadness?
Why does it brag about itself so much, always calling itself "the emperor", is it really the emperor of the gods?

Of course not, it is just a strange chicken, a chicken that is out of tune with the world.

It can speak human language, but it is not accepted by others, and it is destined not to survive in the chicken flock.

How many days and nights, it was chased and killed by humans, used as food by ferocious beasts, and almost died several times. It always felt that it should not belong to this world.

It's a pity that it still survived, and survived alone, just hoping that someone could take it in, so it boasted repeatedly, even though it obviously had no ability, but still told others that I am a god, and this emperor has great power and boundless magic power .

Just waiting for someone to appreciate it, just because it doesn't want to be alone anymore.

Loneliness is like eternal night, you can't feel the temperature, it seems that the whole world has been pulled away from you, only the darkness, only the void, is still with you.You are obviously lonely, but you just want to comfort yourself, the void and darkness will accompany you, and you have to go on strong, this is the sorrow of the lonely.

This day, it has come.

This man, it finally arrived!
Shi Ji covered his face and rushed towards Duan Qi.

"That's great, it's your honor to invite me to your house." Shiji shouted loudly and let out a long howl, as if wishing that the whole world could hear its voice.

"I'm just weak! But there are people who take me in." Shiji secretly vowed in his heart that one day, I will become stronger.

It is already the most powerful chicken in the world.

But a chicken that can speak human language is doomed to have an extraordinary life.

If you don't explode in the ordinary, you will wither in the ordinary!
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Having already returned to Crescent City, Duan Qi went to the Jiange first. Xue Gui, the owner of the Jiange, liked Xiaojie very much. It happened that he lacked someone who could blow fire and iron, so he let the boy stay in the Jiange to help him.

After everything was settled, Duan Qi returned home.

After visiting his mother, he secretly took Shiji back to his house.

There was someone else in the room, a woman in water-green clothes, who was sitting by his bed and combing her clothes. The woman's clothes were beautiful, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Duan Qi pushed open the door, clutching Dragon Tongue Grass in his hand: "Ping'er, are you okay?"

"who are you?"

Duckweed turned her head, her eyes were dazed, she watched Duan Qi quietly, she had completely forgotten about Duan Qi, she had forgotten the day when Duan Qi sacrificed a quarter of her life to save her, and she had forgotten Duan Qi once drew her sword to help when she saw injustice on the road, and took her into Duan's house.

Duan Qi smiled lightly and said, "I'm the one who came to deliver the medicine to you."

Duckweed frowned and said, "I'm not sick? Do I need to take medicine?"

Duan Qi said with a smile: "You are not sick, these are some nourishing medicinal materials, I will grind them for you and boil them into a decoction."

Duckweed said, "Okay, then hurry up!"

Duan Qi quickly ground the agave grass, boiled it into a decoction, and handed it to the duckweed.

Duckweed didn't think much about it, anyway, she didn't remember anything. When she woke up, she forgot all about yesterday, and could only regard the place where she woke up as her home.

And now, she has already regarded herself as the hostess of this room.

A person with amnesia never feels that he has amnesia, just as a drunk person never feels that he is drunk.

After duckweed drank this bowl of "tonic medicine", she immediately ordered: "I'm done drinking, thank you!"

Duan Qi said: "You are welcome."

As he spoke, he quietly stepped back a few steps to observe the changes in the duckweed.

He had waited too long for this day. The beast horde in the Zilan Mountains had gradually subsided after the Eastern Emperor's Mausoleum was put into the broken porcelain bowl.

"Ping'er, how do you feel?" Duan Qi asked softly.

Duckweed's face changed slightly: "My head hurts, my head hurts!"

She covered her head, and for a moment, it seemed that countless pictures flooded into her mind, and these pictures made her unable to tell the truth from the fake.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

"Duckweed, I am duckweed floating in the river, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is blowing, and the life experience is floating and raining!"

"I am Duckweed, I...you...you are Duan Qi...you are the young master...the young master..."

Her eyes were full of tears, her eye sockets were red, and her combed hair was pulled wildly by her!
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