Quick Travel: The little cannon fodder is pretending to be good again

"If we don't take these four things, the Fallen Angel will absorb their spiritual power and become even stronger. It will be extremely difficult to kill her then."

"I think you can kill her even if she absorbs spiritual power." Song Chi said lightly.

Yu Yan nodded in agreement with what he said, "I can indeed kill her, but I'm too powerful. Once I use my spiritual power, everything will disappear into thin air."

Song Chi: “…”Have some shame.

"You're just going to stand by and watch?"

"Is it okay?" Yu Yan blinked and looked at him, "I really want to stand by and watch."

"Yu Yan," Song Chi gritted his teeth, "Do you have the nerve to do that?"

"You're welcome," Yu Yan stretched out her hand and hugged the man into her arms, "If I don't do anything, someone else will."

"Who?"

"Guess, I'll tell you if you guess right."

Song Chi grabbed her neck and shook her up and down, left and right. "I told you to be naughty. You are getting naughtier now!"

"My dear, stop making trouble," Yu Yan held his wrist, "When I ask for help, it's either a fairy or a god, naturally it's from heaven."

Song Chi paused, "Can you invite them down?"

"Ah."

"Yan Yan," Song Chi leaned closer to her, "Are you sure they will come?"

"Sure and certain," Yu Yan held up three fingers, "I swear, they will come."

Song Chi was dubious.

"Brother Song, Sister Yan, we are back!"

Chu You supported Su Ling and stood unsteadily in the living room, as if they were about to fall down and have an intimate hug with the ground in the next second.

Song Chi and Yu Yan hurried forward to support them and asked them to sit down.

"How did you get hurt like this?"

Chu You shook his head and waved his hands, "Don't mention it. Those old beasts in the Undead City are really cruel. If it weren't for the Thunder Talismans you gave me, Su Ling and I would have died there. Brother Song, do you have any water? I want to drink water. Do you have any food? We are really starving to death now."

"We have bread and biscuits. I'll get them for you. Eat something to fill your stomach first." Song Chi poured two glasses of water and handed them to Chu You and Su Ling, then took out a large bag of snacks from the drawer of the TV cabinet.

"There are noodles in the refrigerator. I'll cook some for you. There are guest rooms on the first floor. Have a good sleep after eating."

"Thank you, Sister Yan." Su Ling felt weak and was really about to die.

Chu You didn't care about anything and ate the bread, then wolfed down a large bowl of tomato and egg noodles. He touched his stomach contentedly and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he was alive.

The two men were dressed in rags, looking like refugees fleeing from famine. They had no time to taste the noodles, so they just filled their stomachs first.

Su Ling yawned while eating. She put down her chopsticks and dragged her tired body step by step to the guest room. She fell asleep immediately. She was so tired...

I worked without sleep for three days, racking my brains and using every possible means to finally get the thing. I almost lost my life. Even the donkeys in the production team didn't dare to do that.

The two slept until nine o'clock the next morning. When they woke up, the family of three was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

"Are you two awake? I've left some millet porridge in the pot for you. Go get it yourselves."

Chu You was still recovering from his confusion. He nodded and was about to go to the kitchen when he suddenly looked at Yu Yanzhi, "Brother Song, is this child yours?"

"I picked it up."

Yu Yanzhi: “…” I’m going to make a fuss. If you keep saying I was picked up, I’m really going to make a fuss.

Su Ling nudged Chu You with her elbow and said, "Go get some food first. I'm starving."

"Oh, okay, I'll go get it."

Su Ling pulled out a chair and sat down. He glanced at Yu Yanzhi and counted with his fingers, but could not figure out anything. He said dryly, "Brother Song, this child looks a lot like you. You are quite good at picking up children."

"I feel so too."

With a pouty mouth, Yu Yanzhi climbed onto Yu Yan's legs with a wronged look on his face, burying his head in her arms and becoming autistic.

"There's ointment on the coffee table. It's very useful for removing scars."

"Thank you, Sister Yan," Su Ling instantly turned into a little fangirl and asked in a coquettish voice, "Sister Yan, since our family risked their lives to get the item, is there no other reward?"

"What reward do you want?" Yu Yan asked.

Su Ling perked up when she heard that. She sat up straight and said shyly, "The reward that the Lun family wants is very simple. I want to eat the longan, red dates and black rice porridge that Sister Yan personally cooked tomorrow morning."

Yu Yan nodded, "Okay."

"Really?" Su Ling made a heart shape towards her, "I love you."

"Do you think I don't exist?" Song Chi glared at her.

Su Ling looked left and right, "No."

Chu You held two bowls of porridge and said, "Eat it while it's hot. I just heated it up. Be careful of the heat."

"Thank you."

"Canglang stays with Shengxu. The Fallen Angel should wake up in the next two days. After dinner, I will go to the fountain to take a look. Chuyou and Suling, you two should stay in the villa and have a good rest. There will be a tough battle to fight later." Song Chi wiped his mouth, "Yan Yan, you should stay at home too."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Got it," Song Chi rubbed Yu Yanzhi's little head, "I'm leaving now."

Yu Yanzhi tilted his head and said, "Humph!"

Yu Yan couldn't help laughing. The tone and actions were exactly the same as Long Zaizai's.

Song Chi smiled, took the car keys and drove to find Sheng Xu.

"After you two finish your dishes, put them in the dishwasher. I'll go upstairs first." Yu Yan carried Yu Yanzhi back to the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate. Yu Yanzhi turned into his original form, curled up in a circle between her legs, and looked up at her from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yan's body was covered with a layer of white light, and nine tails slowly appeared, swaying behind her. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her forehead was covered with sweat. A purple and white divine pattern gradually appeared between her eyebrows. She formed seals with her hands in front of her chest, and the spiritual power that was supposed to go to the fountain changed direction, wrapped her up, and poured into her body continuously.

Yu Yan opened her eyes, and in an instant, her original appearance returned. Her white hair was tied up with a silver nine-tailed hair crown with rubies inlaid on the tips of the tails. Her purple eyes were cold, and there were two small black moles on the bridge of her nose near the corners of her eyes.

Yu Yanzhi raised his head and looked at Yu Yan's face. It was 70% similar to her appearance in the other plane. Now he suddenly understood why his father liked his mother.

Because my mother's face is more beautiful than the one in the other plane, but it looks even more aloof, with a face as cold as ice, a look of extreme world-weariness, and she doesn't take anything seriously.

Yu Yanzhi opened his mouth and wanted to call her, but after hesitating for a moment, he silently swallowed the word "mother". Facing that face, he was afraid that he would be beaten.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yu Yan poked his forehead. "What do you want to say, baby?"

"If Daddy saw Mom like this, he would definitely like her even more."

Yu Yan touched her face and said, "Who made your father the president of the Appearance Association?"

If it weren't for this face, he wouldn't even look at himself.