"The Wonderful Bird is formed."

A gust of wind blew open the window of the side room, causing ripples in Ying Bing's long black hair.

She subconsciously opened the big-headed doll and took out the green jade hairpin. Just as she was about to tie up her black hair that was hanging behind her skirt and making her back a little itchy, she paused.

The jade hairpin was soaked in moonlight, shining brightly, and it seemed to still carry the warmth of someone's palm.

Just thinking of that warmth.

She thought of a certain Li Tiancai's improvement on the dual cultivation method "Phoenix Ming Tianze", which combined dual cultivation with foot massage...

illusion!

This jade hairpin is a common thing, not made of warm jade! This warmth is just her illusion...

Ying Bing pursed her lips and tied her hair with a hairpin. She decided to try out her new extreme form, the divine will of the bird of wonderful music.

Crash——

Her Liuxian skirt was suddenly stained with golden light and turned into a golden exotic dress.

She wore chiffon bloomers on the lower body and a bra with gold thread and gold sequins on the upper body, which revealed her flat, streamlined belly.

If Xiao Li were here, he would definitely exclaim:

"Fuck, a dancer from the Western Region!"

"Maybe he'd like this?"

Ying Bing had been frowning at first, thinking that the outfit was too unrestrained, but when she thought of the shining expression in the eyes of a certain God Hammer Overlord, she couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her mouth.

She lowered her eyes, her mind and soul surging with divine will.

A bird with wonderful music, good at dancing and listening.

She seemed to hear all kinds of sounds coming from the wind.

"This restaurant is doing really well. I heard that the barbecue here was invented by Little Overlord Li himself?"

"Boss, how's the quality of your hammer? Is it good for hitting rocks? The Supreme God asked us to dig stones to offer to him."

The Supreme God?

Hearing the word "immortal", Ying Bing's eyelids twitched slightly.

Which witch or god dares to call himself an immortal?

It can only be him...

"Mom, can you buy me some cinnamon cake for my birthday?"

"Silly child, your birthday is still seven days away. If you wait seven days, it will go bad."

Birthday.....

Ying Bing gently opened her eyes, the moon was reflected in her clear eyes.

She just remembered.

In five days, it will be her...birthday?

These two words seemed a little strange to her. After all, she never celebrated her birthday and was always alone, lonely and lonely, no different from usual.

He hasn't finished his work yet.

This birthday will be no different from any other, it will just pass by without anything happening.

Anyway, she's used to it.