Bao Gucheng’s breathing slightly stalled.
The little woman’s coquettish yet unaware "hold me tight" was really quite tantalizing!
So much so that despite his current heavy mood, he couldn’t help but tighten his arms, embedding her into the crook of his arm, wishing he could merge with her.
"Ah, wait a moment, I haven’t summoned my mount yet..." Zuzi twisted back and forth in his embrace, finally managing to extend her small hand to gently form a gesture.
The little crow flapped over: "Ancestor!"
Fu Xiqin was excited: "Brother Jin, why did the ancestor summon us here? Can I get close to sniff that boy’s scent?"
"Quit babbling!" The little crow pressed his head into his waist, then turned to solemnly look at Zuzi, its entire demeanor slightly different from usual: "Ancestor, Xiao Jin is ready!"
Zuzi smiled sweetly: "Alright, let’s go."
Wei Yang was rubbing his eyes, thinking how miserable his day was; indeed, the old saying is true, encountering crows around you is bad luck.
Yet he saw that unremarkable crow flap its wings towards the sun.
The wings, no larger than a palm, suddenly expanded a thousandfold or even more at a visible rate!
A pair of black wings blocked half the sky above his head.
An incredible and magnificent scene unfolded before his eyes.
The red sun at the horizon, like a ball of flames, seemed to blaze towards the crow’s gigantic wings.
In other words, it seemed as if these gigantic wings of the crow had a strange attraction, drawing the blazing sun from light years away, willingly merging into its feathers.
In the blink of an eye.
The black giant wings were tinged with the golden streams of the rising sun, transforming into a dazzling black-gold hue, and with each breath, almost seemed to sweep the entire city beneath them!
Wei Yang’s vision blacked out, almost fainting.
This, this, what kind of fantastical doomsday scene is this—Kunpeng spreading its wings, or some divine bird descending, so awe-inspiring?
However, that was not all.
What shattered his worldview was, in the next second, Zuzi touched Bao Gucheng’s face: "Chenger, let’s go, aren’t we running out of time."
Watching in disbelief as Zuzi calmly beckoned Bao Gucheng, leapt onto the giant wings, and watched as that terrifyingly large black-gold crow obediently bowed its head, allowing Zuzi to ride on its back, steadily carrying them both high into the clouds...
Wei Yang was utterly dumbstruck, his hands uncontrollably twitching on the steering wheel.
"Miss Xi isn’t human..."
"Is she a fairy that descended to the mortal world?"
Zuzi’s eyes sparkled, smilingly gazing at the earth where Wei Yang had shrunk to a sesame seed: "Ah, this child is frightened. Well, divine powers should not be revealed..."
She gently raised her fair hand.
A white light flashed in front of Wei Yang on the ground.
Staring blankly at his hands on the steering wheel, his mind was empty, and he voiced the three existential questions of the soul: "..."
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?!
The residents of Qingcheng City were just waking up, eagerly watching the national ceremony on TV, unaware of the astonishing phenomenon flashing by outside their windows.
Instead, it was in the ravines of Qingcheng Mountain.
Still with the team filling seven grave pits and not yet withdrawn, Bai Fei, waking up in the bathroom humming a tune, groggily caught sight of a giant bird obscuring the sky outside the window.
"Woah, what kind of monster is that?"
"Woah woah, there’s people riding that monster!"
"Wait, that white dress... my little fairy, woah!"
"I told you, my little fairy is truly a fairy, but those fools never believed me!"
In the ninth heaven above, there truly were fairies.