"It's alright, just leave."

Shui Qingyin raised her eyebrows. Are gods so easy to talk to?

After Shui Qingyin left, Abao poked his head out from behind the statue of the God of War, "Phew, luckily Sister Qing didn't find me."

Feng Zhuo quietly landed in the hall and took out another roasted sweet potato from his arms.

A-bao happily took it and asked, "How did Brother Feng Zhuo know that I didn't eat enough?"

"One baked sweet potato, how can that be your meal? Even though the little princess has a small belly, she can hold a lot of food."

A Bao chuckled, "You living glutton, I have to keep you by my side every day from now on. You can't leave me."

"Don't worry, little princess. I will always be by your side to protect you."

"Hey, this statue looks like Jiuci." A Bao touched the statue of the god of war with his black little hands. "It's so exquisitely carved."

[It is exactly the same as the original Jiuci]

"But this aura..." Po touched the center of the statue's brow with his little hand and peeked into the statue to see a ball of light lying inside.

It is the spirit of Jiuci.

At the same time, Abao also went over Jiuci's experience in his mind.

The Emperor of God descended to the mortal world, and the God of War created a fake body to sit in the Palace of the God of War.

Another real body took the place of the God Emperor and sat in the Ninth Heaven, shocking all the gods.

It was not until the Divine Lord Zhaohua came out of retreat and led the eighteen true gods to appear in the Ninth Heaven, where he smashed the true body of the God of War into pieces with one palm.

Abao's heart skipped a beat!

His face couldn't help but turn a little pale with his eyes closed.

"Nine Words..."

Jiuci's spirit and soul dissipated and fell into the statue.

Zhao Hua’s palm was too heavy and it directly shattered Jiu Ci’s soul.

When his soul was about to dissipate, the offering array under the Water Kingdom Temple almost cracked. Jiuci was anxious, but helpless. At the moment when his soul was about to dissipate, the statue glowed, and Shui Qingyin, who was worshiping the god, picked up a box and smashed it on the statue's face.

The power in the box was injected into the statue, directly sealing Jiuci's soul, which was about to dissipate, inside the statue.

That smash actually saved Jiuci's life!

"The ancestral teachings of the Water Nation are true..." Po pursed his lips, "But why is Jiuci's spirit the weakest among the seven nations?"

He is clearly the God of War, a God of War from the divine world who can kill thousands of evil spirits with one sword!

The seven nations occupied the great array of support. Except for the Tiansheng Dynasty that initially raised one of her souls, the gods of the other six nations all protected one of her souls.

However, the supply array in the Water Kingdom is the weakest.

Even though the stars had contributed all of their luck to the Wood Kingdom's dragon veins and it was almost dissipating, the nourishment array did not make her feel so weak.

Only here.

It seems that this is the starting point of life.

life……

A Bao suddenly remembered that only luck + spiritual veins + life can activate and nourish the formation to operate normally.

The stars contributed luck, and his three souls and seven spirits fell into a coma.

She is not sure who is contributing to the nerve vein and life yet.

Could it be that Jiuci contributed his life?

Not true.

Not Jiuci.

Once you contribute your life, you will disappear from the world without a trace.

Who is it then?

A Bao put aside this doubt for the time being. She injected a trace of her spiritual power into the statue, giving Jiuci the greatest support and wrapping his soul in a bubble to receive spiritual nourishment.

When Po opened his eyes, he saw the black box on the tribute table.

"Hey, this thing is quite magical." This box doesn't look special, but it is this box that has injected a bit of vitality into Jiuci.

"The breath of regenerative power?" Po murmured, "This box actually has such a strong regenerative power, as if it is the source of life, emitting vitality continuously."

Feng Zhuo stood quietly aside.

Po opened the black box and took out the picture inside, "Wow! It's a white fox!"

Feng Zhuo: “…”

very good.

Just now, when the little princess was examining the statue of the god of war, he deliberately changed the body in the portrait into his real body.

"Brother Feng Zhuo, look, this is a white fox, right? Am I seeing things?"

"My little princess, you are not mistaken. It is a white fox."

"My white fox, wuwuwu, I still remember when I picked it up, it was covered in blood... Poor thing, it was my first pet, and then I died. I never thought that it would be painted in this portrait."

[I'm sure you're right. Only my fox is this good-looking.]

Feng Zhuo's lips curled up as the little princess praised him for his good looks.

It's no longer just about praising Jin Hanzhou for his good looks.

"But it still only has one tail. Back then, I told it that I heard foxes can grow nine tails, and one tail represents one life. I wanted it to stay with me for a long time, so I vowed to help it grow nine tails. In the end, I died, but it should be alive now."

"Oh, yes, it must still be alive, the nine-tailed fox. Its life span is getting longer and longer. But why doesn't my fox come to see me?"

Abao had always been thinking about her fox, but he had never had the chance to find it. Now that he saw the portrait, Abao could no longer bear the thought that he had endured for so long.

He went to heaven with red eyes.

"Brother Feng Zhuo, come with me to look for my fox. After such a long time, it must have grown up by now. I am so small that I may not be able to hold it. You can help me hold it when the time comes."

"good."

Tianming is playing mahjong with Yue Lao, Cai Shen, Xing Xiu Shen and other four people.

In the past, when Tianming had no memory, he did not hang out with the three gods.

Ever since he could remember, he recalled how Emperor Jiaoyang taught them how to play cards. Now, the four of them just fit together at one table.

“Ahahaha, I won! I won!”

"Where is my fox?"

Just as the God of Destiny jumped up happily, a soft and tender voice came from behind him.

Tianming turned his head and asked, "Emperor Jiaoyang?"

He looked around and said in a very low voice, "A Bao, why are you here? Don't you know that the Lord Zhao Hua is looking for you everywhere? That woman is like a crazy woman. It will be terrible if she finds you."

Now Lord Zhaohua is the boss of the God Realm.

Tianming couldn't stand Zhaohua Goddess, so he had a very bad relationship with her.

However, Tianming knew that in order to find Abao, Zhaohua God summoned eighteen true gods.

"Her? If she really finds her, she will be miserable." A Bao cursed. If she hadn't taken into consideration that the supply array was still there, she would have gone up and killed Zhao Hua.

"My fox, have you seen it?"

"What fox?"

Po took out the portrait and said, "Here, that's it, my fox."

Tianming looked at it and widened his eyes, "This, this, this..."

The matchmaker and the god of wealth were very curious and came over. They were shocked when they saw what was going on.

The Star God calmly stretched his head over and stared with his eyes wide open.

"Tell me, whose fox is this?" Xingxiu was horrified.

"It's mine."

The four gods looked at each other.

Is this a fox?