met free Chapter 9 It's him, it's him, it's definitely him.
Chapter 9 It's him, it's him, it's definitely him.
Back to Guanjiang Estuary.
Yao Ji immediately used the Demon-Binding Rope to circle the Yang residence once, and then instructed the father and daughter:
"During my absence, you must not leave the mansion. We will discuss everything when I return."
"Don't worry, my wife, I will definitely take good care of Jiao'er."
Even if Yang Tianyou was worried, he would not stop Yao Ji from doing what she wanted to do. He just looked at her affectionately, and the two looked at each other, their hearts entwined in endless tenderness.
"Don't worry, Mother, I will definitely take good care of Father."
Little Yang Jiao was not to be outdone; she was a half-immortal, so of course she would protect her father.
Besides, with the aura of the Demon-Binding Rope present, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon wouldn't dare cause trouble in Yangjia Village.
If Yang Jiao knew at this moment that there was still a restriction from the Primordial Celestial Venerable in the Yang residence, then the Demon-Binding Rope would have been obtained in vain.
Yao Ji kissed her daughter's little face, then turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the courtyard.
"I want to learn..."
This cloud-riding speed is much faster than the Qiongzhi flying speed.
"Listen to your mother, stay home and study obediently. Come on." Yang Tianyou picked up his dirty daughter, and before he even had a chance to rub off a layer of mud, he couldn't help but rub his forehead and say, "Never mind, I'll wash you clean first."
"My mother forgot about me because she was so busy. She should have turned me into a white-haired person in a flash."
Watching his daughter gesturing wildly to demonstrate the power of magic, Yang Tianyou smiled helplessly and said, "Your mother's greatest wish is for you to live as a mortal for a lifetime. Why would I use magic on you if I had no other choice?"
"Hmph, then Jiao'er will learn it herself."
Little Yang Jiao tucked her arms into her father's broad embrace, her face full of longing.
Warm water flowed over her, and she summoned the system in her arms.
"System, exchange for three-headed dragon fragments."
[Ding, system is identifying...]
[Exchange for 10 Three-Headed Dragon Fragments, which can be converted into... a control incantation.]
"Not ability?"
Just as she was wondering, she suddenly remembered that the three-headed dragon would later become the three-pointed double-edged sword in her second brother Yang Jian's hands. As a magical weapon, it didn't have any cultivation techniques?!
I summon the three-headed divine dragon, come swiftly and respond immediately...
After a long period of silence,
"and then?"
Xiao Yangjiao waited in astonishment for the next part, as this mnemonic seemed incomplete no matter how she looked at it.
The incantation is divided into three sections, each requiring ten Three-Headed Dragon Fragments to exchange. Once all fragments are collected, reciting the incantation once will instantly transform the Three-Headed Dragon into a weapon—the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword.
……
You think there's no fun in games where you don't spend money, right?
"You're such a jerk!"
Xiao Yangjiao was so angry that she splashed a huge amount of water in the bathtub, splashing out half a tub of water.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Yang Tianyou, who was outside the door, hurriedly asked upon hearing the sound, but was unable to go in because his daughter was taking a bath.
"It's alright, Father, I'll be right there."
After replying, Xiao Yangjiao looked aggrieved.
Ahhhhh!
Screaming, twisting, and crawling in the basin...
Tell me quickly where the recharge window is!
She's going to spend a fortune!
She's going to climb the leaderboard!
She wants... a better gaming experience!
Whether she'll be alive in a decade or so is no longer important! Little Yang Jiao was like someone who got so caught up in a game that she got stuck; her face turned red!
You're not letting me win, are you?
Let's die together!
Yang Jiao quickly put on her clothes, opened the door and saw her father squatting by the door reading a book. As she walked past him, she casually snatched the book away.
"I'm going to the study to read."
He left Yang Tianyou with only a dashing silhouette.
"The world has changed? Jiao'er is reading on her own initiative?!"
After arriving at the study, Xiao Yangjiao placed the table and chairs against the doorway, and scribbled a letter with her pen, leaving behind a note.
He then took the jade branch from his ear and leaped out of the Yang residence.
"Go find the Three-Headed Dragon!"
Qiongzhi suddenly braked mid-air, almost throwing Xiao Yangjiao off.
The cold jade stick bent its own end, staring at Yang Jiao as if she were a fool.
Qiongzhi: Aren't you overestimating me?
"You can find Flower Fruit Mountain, but you can't find the Three-Headed Dragon?"
Yang Jiao reached out and, with her brute strength, straightened Qiongzhi back to its original position.
"Aren't you a bit too useless?"
You're supposed to be formed from Pangu's eyelashes! This isn't acceptable?
The disdainful gaze swept over Qiongzhi from head to toe, and the icy blue stick visibly changed color, gradually taking on a dark aura.
"Hey, hey, hey, if you dare to turn evil after a few insults, believe me, I'll take you to the Sanqing Temple and curse those three in your name!"
The jade branch instantly regained its color.
"Humph."
What do you think she could use to threaten you? Isn't it just because she was a smart aleck and that's how she got here?
She knew everything about how to die.
Left with no other choice, Qiongzhi had to carry her unreasonable young master away to search for Yaoji's scent.
Anyway, it can't find the three-headed dragon.
From dawn till dusk, the child and the stick were still circling in the sky.
call out--
Little Yang Jiao, who was dozing off, let go of the branch and fell down. The stick was so frightened that it turned red and swooped down to catch her.
"Hmm?" She sat up, rubbing her eyes with one hand, still a little groggy, and asked, "Did you find it?"
Qiongzhi swayed her head from side to side.
"I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when you find me, okay?"
Enraged, the jade branch flashed with colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, almost losing its icy blue color.
Flying over Jin'ao Island—
The Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had just calculated something and was about to go out to take a look.
The boy quickly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked, "Where is Master going?"
"Taking a walk!" The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at him and thought of that old Taoist priest, and suddenly felt angry. He sat down again with a thud. "I'm not going!"
Instead of wasting time, why not calculate the location of that immortal body? Once he figures it out, let that old guy cry!
Flying over Flower and Fruit Mountain—
The monkey in the giant rock at the top suddenly opened its eyes.
"Is that my sister... here to see me?"
Fly over Skull Mountain —
With a thud, Qiongzhi, who had exhausted all her strength, finally managed to send Xiao Yangjiao to the ground with her last bit of power.
It still couldn't withstand the pressure and reverted to its original form at a height of one meter above the ground.
"oops."
The little girl, who had fallen and hurt herself, rolled on the ground.
She rubbed her aching head, crawled over the gravel and pebbles to pick up the jade branch, and carefully blew off the dust before putting it back in her ear.
"Who?!"
A sinister voice appeared above her head, and Xiao Yangjiao slowly raised her head.
Before me stood a tall figure, disheveled with dark purple lipstick...
Three-headed dragon!
Oh no, we're too early. Yao Ji probably hasn't even arrived yet.
Xiao Yangjiao's original intention was to help her mother, not to offer herself up as food for the Three-Headed Dragon.
"Ah ah ah."
She cried out and tried to run, but before she could even kick her legs, her neck was suddenly tightened and she was lifted into the air.
The three-headed dragon looked at the tiny creature in front of it and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, this is truly a stroke of luck!"
Having said that, he looked at the little girl in front of him, resisting the urge to swallow her whole, and said smugly:
"I was just worried about not finding a fair-skinned and tender boy to send to Lady Shiji, and you've delivered yourself right to my door."
"Who? Lady Shiji!" Little Yang Jiao looked around before suddenly covering her mouth. "This isn't... the Cave of White Bones, is it?"
belch!
Xiao Yangjiao gasped in fright.
The three-headed dragon carried the little child all the way to the entrance of the White Bone Cave and said to the gatekeeper:
“Fairy Biyun, please inform the Empress that the three-headed dragon who helped her obtain the stone spirit three hundred years ago is requesting an audience.”
The three-headed dragon, who had been stabbed by Yao Ji's sword, absolutely could not be found at this moment, otherwise he would surely be killed by Yao Ji, who hated him to the bone!
Biyun looked at her with disdain, "The Empress is in seclusion and will not see anyone."
"you!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yangjiao raised her head and clicked her tongue.
"Uncle, you seem to be losing face."
"Shut up!" The three-headed dragon swallowed the humiliation in silence and forced a smile as he pleaded, "I brought a tender skin for Your Majesty. I hope you will do me a favor."
Biyun glanced at the child in the three-headed dragon's hands, and then a satisfied look appeared on her face. Such a good thing, the Empress probably hasn't had any nourishment for a long time. She will surely be happy to see it today.
"Hmph, just wait and see." Biyun turned around to go and report.
Unexpectedly, an arrow suddenly flew from the front, barely grazing her body. The three-headed dragon narrowly dodged it and, in the blink of an eye, pinned Biyun firmly to the rock from behind.
"who!?"
Looking at that powerful arrow, there were several words on its fletching—Chen Tang Pass.
Yang Jiao thought to herself:
Chen Tang Pass? Lady Shiji? No way?
The three-headed dragon looked around nervously.
"Who dares to injure Lady Shiji's doorman!"
Xiao Yangjiao seemed to understand where the arrow came from, a smile playing on her lips, and began to sing:
"It's him, it's him, it's definitely him."