The majestic voice paused.
"You do have a petite alien on your paw, well, you can take her into the city."
What he said was obviously beyond Big Bird's expectations.
"How could I take her in? She has to go in by herself, okay? I don't want to waste my precious time with this vulgar person."
"But the city lord has sent orders to all directions a year ago that all those who bring foreigners must follow them into the city as guides to ensure that these foreigners do less stupid things."
"You can only leave after this alien leaves."
"Oh, no, no, no, I didn't know that such an important thing happened. No one told me this. I thought I just wanted to send her here."
The big bird's rough voice was full of sadness and sorrow, which made Yang Zhao's body goosebumps.
"Those hard-hearted people, how could they bear to deceive a delicate bird like me?"
Obviously, Yang Zhao was not the only one who had goosebumps, and the powerful voice seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Do you want to go into the city? If you don't go into the city, just leave quickly. Don't be stuck here, otherwise the city lord will be angry."
The big bird hesitantly circled the sky twice, and finally reluctantly placed Yang Zhao outside the city. Then its huge figure suddenly shrank and plunged into Yang Zhao's arms.
"Those heartless people did it on purpose. They deliberately did not tell me this important news. They wanted me to leave my warm home."
This colorful little bird nestled in Yang Zhao's arms, whining and wiping away tears.
"I don't want to go back so soon. I want them to know the pain of losing me. I want them to know that even the sun seems lonely without me. I want them to know that my status is unshakable."
Seeing the big tears flowing down his body one by one, Yang Zhao was embarrassed to hit them for a moment.
But she couldn't say anything about comfort.
Yang Zhao hugged the bird awkwardly, raised his head, looked at the huge city wall that was a hundred meters high in front of him, and shouted loudly.
"Senior, this is my first time here. Senior, can you tell me where the city gate is?"
After shouting like this twice, the powerful voice sounded like it had just been heard.
"Just go to the city wall, find a cheerful city brick, and ask him to open the door for you."
Cheerful city brick?
Yang Zhaobai was puzzled, but he still obeyed the instructions of the powerful voice.
She held the sad bird in her arms, came to the bottom of the city wall, and knocked on the huge city bricks in front of her.
"Who is a cheerful city brick?"
"I'm not, don't disturb my rest."
Yang Zhao's hand that knocked on the bricks suddenly stopped, and his head exploded.
Could it be that the thousands of bricks used to build the city walls are also the remnant souls of the Sujin clan?
The little bird said before that it is slowly getting familiar with every grain of sand. Is every grain of sand also a remnant soul?
She originally wanted to ask the little bird in her arms, but seeing it crying and comforting herself in her arms, she had no choice but to swallow the question.
Yang Zhao moved to the side and knocked another city brick politely.
Some people will be good-natured and say that they are unhappy, while others will remain silent, and even some will turn over in anger.
After asking like this for a long time, she finally found a city brick that was in a good mood and helped her make way.
As soon as it gave way, the noisy sounds of the city rushed towards us.
The cheerful Chengzhuan looked at her with a pair of charming big eyes.
"Yeah, I just like you beautiful little girls. I also wanted to be a beautiful human girl, but unfortunately I lost in the end and could only live here next to these bad-tempered neighbors."
Yang Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, senior, for opening the door for me."
The city brick turned around happily and returned to its original position.
"What kind of senior am I? I'm just a nameless city brick. Oh my, the little girl is so beautiful."
Seeing that the city bricks had been blocked back to their original position, Yang Zhao turned around and hugged the crying bird and looked blankly at the bustling scene in front of him.
The city is paved with dense tiles, and there are various small houses on both sides.
There are huge mushroom houses, crystal clear water pavilions, and huge trees with windows on their trunks.
There is everything on the interface. Plants can walk with their own roots, and fish, birds, beasts and insects can move more freely here.
There are even more in human form, and it's hard to tell how many are the remnant souls of the Sujin clan moving here, and how many are here looking for soul weapons like Yang Zhao.
She stood there helplessly, not knowing where to go, so she could only poke the sobbing bird in her arms.
"Brother Bird, do you know where I can get a soul weapon?"
The little bird was sobbing and unwilling to raise its head.
"If I had hooked up earlier, you would have gone home earlier, right? Maybe your dear neighbors will miss you very much now."
The muffled voice of the cat's head was slightly tentative.
"Those cruel guys, will they miss me?"
Yang Zhao nodded affirmatively.
"Of course they will miss you, even if they thought you were noisy before, but suddenly you stop making noise, they will miss you very much."
"Hmph, you don't need to tell me, I'm smart enough to know."
This colorful bird jumped proudly onto Yang Zhao's head in the blink of an eye.
"My feathers are so beautiful, my voice is so graceful, our friendship is witnessed by the sun, and we go together day by day. If a vulgar person like you hadn't appeared today, no one would be willing to let me go. Flying such a long way.”
It happily stepped on Yang Zhao's head and stood with head held high, looking straight ahead.
This bird is not worthy of praise, Yang Zhao raised his voice and interrupted his boasting.
"Do you know where we are going?"
The little bird pulled its little head and looked around.
"You follow this wide avenue and go directly to the center of the city. There is a huge martial arts arena there. You can get the soul weapon you want there."
After receiving a positive answer, Yang Zhao started to move forward with the bird on his head.
Not long after she left, the bird started hopping anxiously on her head.
"I really can't imagine that there is still a soul that can't fly. You're walking too slowly. You've wasted my precious time."
Yang Zhao was walking on this wonderful street, his eyes looking left and right were too busy.
"I can't help it. I just walk slowly. Besides, the surroundings are so fun. Don't you want to take a good look?"
The little bird complained with some disdain.
"What's so good about this? I've been here for hundreds of years, and it's still so noisy here, and there's no quiet place at all."
WOW, does this little bird still think it’s noisy in the city?
(End of chapter)
