He glanced at Hua Baoyue and asked, "How old are you?"
Hua Baoyue shook her tail and said leisurely: "Little girl, what is your age? It seems like you are asking an old man. In fact, I am only over 18,000 years old..."
Only...only eighteen thousand years old!
Yi Lingxi was completely shocked.
Then isn’t it a prehistoric living cultural relic?![
Well, she really wanted to hear its long and bloody story, so she had no choice but to agree to take it with her...
Two days passed easily.
Early that morning, Song Yunluo came to pick up Yi Lingxi and was surprised to see Yi Lingxi bringing the big fox down.
"Miss Yi, this... this fox is also with you?"
Yi Lingxi smiled faintly: "Yes, Mr. Song has any objections?"
Song Yunluo smiled bitterly: "I don't have any opinion, I'm just afraid I won't be able to get on the plane..."
"Don't worry, I will figure out how to get on the plane. Mr. Song, do you have any other opinions?"
Yi Lingxi interrupted him simply.
Song Yunluo's expression changed slightly. No one had ever spoken to him in such a rush!
Does this girl have to be so hot when she talks?
However, he was asking for something from her now, so it was better not to offend her.
"As long as Miss Yi can find a way, okay, let's go."
Song Yunluo stopped talking nonsense, asked one person and one fox to get in the car, and drove towards the airport.
Hua Baoyue finally saw the legendary 'flying chicken'.
I found that this big guy has nothing to do with "chicken".
I don’t understand why Mao calls this huge creature a ‘flying chicken’.
When getting on the plane, Yi Lingxi held it in her arms.
When others saw her, she was not holding a fox, but a chubby little doll.