Zhuque was knocked to the ground by Hongyu with a slap in the face, and his head was dizzy.
He stretched out his wings to support his head, and it took him a while to come to his senses.
Then he became furious and turned into a small fireball, chasing Hongyu and spewing fire at her.
"stop!"
"Stop right there, you little brat!"
"If I don't burn you to death today, I won't be called Suzaku!!!"
Hongyu was fleeing at a high speed in front, and when she heard this, she turned back and stuck out her tongue to mock Zhuque.
Although Hongyu felt that he could bear it, he was afraid that the little firebird would burn his red hair.
That would make him look ugly. Whenever Hongyu thought of this, she instinctively wanted to stay away from the fire.
Zhuque, who was chasing the dead rabbit, was furious when she saw that the dead rabbit dared to mock her.
"You idiot rabbit! If you have the guts, stop right there before me!"
"I must taste the taste of rabbit meat today!"
Hongyu turned around and said, "Lie le le..."
"Ahhh, a whole roasted rabbit!" Zhuque was so angry that he jumped up and down, and the flames all over his body rose again.
"Roasted whole rabbit, stop right there before me!"
During the chase, Hongyu circled around without paying attention and bumped into the arms of Yang Kewei who had just arrived at the door.
Zhuque couldn't stop his car and crashed into it as well.
"Brother, be careful!" Long Xiaoxiao exclaimed.
But the next moment, the flames on Zhuque's body automatically extinguished the moment they touched Yang Kewei, as if they had never appeared.
Zhuque was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground, supporting his head with his wings, and started cursing.
"Who is so blind as to dare to bump into...?"
Seeing this, Long Xiaoxiao grabbed Zhuque's neck and forced her to swallow the rest of her words.
The Vermillion Bird kept struggling in Long Xiaoxiao's hands, opening its beak but unable to make a sound.
Hongyu looked on and laughed, "Silly bird!"
Yang Kewei gently grabbed Hongyu and placed him on his shoulder.
"Xiaoxiao, you are finally back."
"Brother, surprise, right? Aunt Xue and I just arrived too."
"Brother Yang, it's been a long time since we last met. Thank you so much!"
Yang Kewei laughed loudly twice, "Come on, brother Chu, sister-in-law, hurry up and make it in the house. It's just in time for breakfast to be ready. Let's do it together!"
After they entered the house, Hongyu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she flew to Long Xiaoxiao's shoulder and whispered:
"Sister, that stupid bird in your hand is dying!"
Only then did Long Xiaoxiao remember that she was still pinching Zhuque's neck.
I quickly picked it up and took a look. At this time, Zhuque was already rolling his eyes and looked half dead.
Looking at the red bird lying on the stone table with its legs raised and trembling, Yang Kewei was very curious.
"Xiao Xiao, where did this little red bird of yours come from?"
"Um..., it was given to me by a big sister in red." Long Xiaoxiao said with a guilty look on her face.
Seeing her like this, Leng Qingxue felt too embarrassed to expose her.
If Yang Kewei knew that she had sneaked into the secret realm alone, he would definitely give her a good scolding.
"But Xiaoxiao, why does this little bird look like it's dying?"
Long Xiaoxiao smiled nonchalantly, "Nothing, she just likes to play dead."
"But this time he doesn't look like he's pretending. Brother, why don't we have a snack? It would be nice to try some bird meat."
Anyone here can hear the knife in Long Xiaoxiao's tone.
The next second, Zhuque immediately jumped up, flying in the air and looking at Long Xiaoxiao with flaming eyes.
"Say it again! This ancestor is Suzaku! Suzaku! Suzaku!"
"Is this Suzaku!?" Yang Kewei's surprised voice came.
Zhuque subconsciously turned around to look, and was instantly frightened to the point of losing his mind and becoming stunned!
His whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls of non-existent saliva, Zhuque folded his wings, bent his legs, and knelt directly on the stone table!
"My humble self, Suzaku, greets the Lord God of Creation!"
"Little Suzaku, kowtow to the God of Creation first, then you can't beat me to death!"
Seeing Zhuque kneeling without any backbone, Mo Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and said, "Creator God, you really dare to shout anything. No one has ever seen the Creator God. You can say anything just to survive."
Yang Kewei raised his eyebrows, thinking that this little red bird was interesting.
"You....., Xiaoxiao, what is the name of this little red bird?"
"I always call her Xiaohong, so you can call her that too, brother."
Zhuque immediately took over and said, "Yes, yes, my name is Xiaohong. Lord Creator God, just call me Xiaohong!"
Long Xiaoxiao glanced at the spineless Suzaku, what a hypocritical Suzaku.
Every time she called Xiaohong she would be scolded.
Just call Yang Kewei whatever you want?
If Suzaku knew she was thinking this, he would definitely jump up and yell, "Nonsense!"
"Don't you even look at who this is! Such a terrifying Dao principle and rhyme, it's obvious that he is a true peerless master."
She is Suzaku, the Suzaku who has lived for who knows how many years, and she is not a fool.
She could still clearly tell the difference between living a long life and being killed by a slap.
Yang Kewei touched his chin and looked at Zhuque with a strange expression.
In the previous life on Earth, the Four Divine Beasts were known to every Chinese.
But now that he actually saw Suzaku, why did he feel such a huge contrast?
"Xiaohong, are you really Suzaku?"
Upon hearing this, Suzaku shyly flapped its wings, "Your Excellency, I am indeed Suzaku."
"It's just that because of the injury, I can only become like this now."
Seeing Zhuque looking sad, Yang Kewei reached out and patted Zhuque on the head three times.
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