Is this a place where birds can enter?
Take a breath, are you going to die?
Looking at the Poison Dragon Mountain surrounded by black mist and rising poisonous gas, the messenger bird was trembling all over. Its two little eyes were full of fear, and it didn't dare to move any further.
The poisonous gas in the mountains was so conspicuous that even the dedicated messenger bird didn't feel afraid to retreat.
It's better to leave, it's not worth losing your life just for some corn and wheat!
Anyway, I haven’t found a wife yet. If one bird is full, the whole family will not be hungry, so there is no need to support a large family!
At worst, send the letter somewhere else!
The retreat drum in its chest got louder and louder, and a determined light shone in its eyes. It finally made up its mind and planned to return the same way.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a black light flew from the mountain and shot towards it with lightning speed.
I go!
What the hell?
The messenger bird was startled. It instinctively flapped its wings and dodged sideways, escaping the attack of the black light at the last moment.
It felt a stench drifting past it, and just after smelling it, it felt dizzy, swayed, and almost fell from the air.
You don't need to think about it to know that the black light just now must contain a terrifying poison.
"Squeak!"
Immediately afterwards, a small monster with a fat head, big ears, a brown body, and a long tail suddenly jumped out from below.
I saw this monster looking up at me, its eyes full of excitement, its tongue hanging out, and its mouth kept making sharp screams.
"Whoosh!"
It opened its mouth suddenly, and spit out a black light again.
This time, the messenger bird was on full alert and finally saw clearly that the flash of light was actually a black water arrow.
It struggled to twist its body and narrowly escaped the water arrow attack again.
However, as a stench hit his nostrils, the bird became increasingly dizzy, almost nauseous, and its movements became slower and slower.
Oh my god, it’s just a letter. What kind of hatred or resentment do you want to do to me?
It seems that I am going to die from this!
I will never be a bird again in my next life!
You must be reincarnated as a two-legged beast, enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food, and don't have to do such hard work!
Seeing the monster opening its mouth again and about to spit out the third water arrow, the messenger bird could no longer dodge, so it could only plan its next life in its mind.
"Xiaobao, stop!"
A soft and sweet voice suddenly floated from the mountain. Although it was not very loud, it could penetrate into the bird's ears clearly.
"Squeak?"
The monster froze for a moment, then turned its head and called softly in the direction of the sound. The anger on its body instantly dissipated, and it became as docile and well-behaved as a kitten or puppy.
Immediately afterwards, Messenger Bird's eyes flashed, and an extremely hot woman's figure suddenly appeared.
The woman had a gorgeous appearance and enchanting figure. She was wearing colorful clothes. She held a banana fan in her right hand that was almost taller than herself. On her left shoulder squatted a strange black creature with a very unique shape.
Of course, in the eyes of the messenger bird, this is just an ordinary two-legged beast. It is impossible to tell whether it is beautiful or ugly. On the contrary, the strange creature on her shoulder faintly exudes a terrifying aura, which directly makes it feel sad. Terrified and frightened.
This gorgeous woman who appeared out of thin air was naturally Zhuma, who after being separated from Zhong Wen and others, practiced alone in the "Poison Dragon Mountain" to consolidate her realm.
"Are you here to deliver a letter?"
While the messenger bird was in shock, Zhuma suddenly opened her lips and said softly in pure bird language, "Thank you for your hard work. Please give me the letter."
"You, you..." the messenger bird couldn't help being surprised, "how can you speak my language?"
Zhuma smiled slightly, and the sky suddenly became bright and bright as if spring had returned to the earth.
She did not answer, but gently stretched out her snow-white right hand. The movement seemed slow, but was actually as fast as lightning. She grasped the messenger bird in her palm and took out a piece of letterhead from under its feet.
"It's actually a letter from Junior Sister Xiaodie?"
It seemed that the person who had received the letter was Lin Xiaodie. A hint of surprise flashed across Zhuma's delicate eyes, and her eyes quickly scanned the letter, "Seven Star Pavilion? Grandpa?"
"Girl, what's going on?" Lao Hei, who was squatting on her shoulder, squinted his eyes and asked lazily, "Did you get a letter from the master? Did something happen? Do you want to go back and seize the position of head?"
To this day, in its mind, Piaohua Palace is still the same as other large sects, full of intrigues and fights for power.
"It's a letter from Junior Sister Xiaodie. Her long-lost grandfather was imprisoned in the Seven Star Pavilion. She wants me to help find out the news." Zhuma shook her head.
"Does this junior sister have a good relationship with you?" Lao Hei's little eyes wandered.
"When we were in the sect, Junior Sister Xiaodie and I were similar in age, so we were closest to each other." Zhuma answered truthfully.
"Well, in order to win the position of leader in the future, it is indeed necessary to cultivate some cronies in the sect." Lao Hei nodded and said with deep understanding, "You might as well help within your ability."
"Let's go, hurry up and get ready, call everyone." Gently rub the pearl-white jade-like hands, crush the letter into pieces, then move his feet, and instantly fall to the ground, next to the "Second Poisonous Dragon Prince" Xiaobao He touched his head lightly and said, "Let's go to the Seven Star Pavilion!"
As she stroked his head, Xiaobao couldn't help but squint his eyes and stretch his neck, looking extremely comfortable.
"I'm just here to get some information." Lao Hei asked in confusion, "Why are you bringing so many poisons?"
"It's rare for Junior Sister Xiaodie to ask me for help." Zhuma smiled slightly, with a flash of light in his eyes, "Just asking for information is too boring, so why not just do the good thing to the end!"
Before she finished speaking, her delicate body flashed again, and she quickly disappeared between the mountains covered with black smoke, never to be seen again.
Lao, I'm not dead?
Staring at the direction Zhuma was leaving, the messenger bird flapped its wings vigorously, feeling sweat dripping down its back and heart palpitating.
After returning home, quickly find a wife and give birth to a nest of chicks!
The inheritance of our family must not end with my generation!
As if it figured out something, it suddenly turned its head and turned into a shadow, galloping away into the distance, and soon turned into an invisible small dot.
…
The Xiqi Province, which was once full of smoke and shambles due to the war between the two empires of Daqian and Fulong, fell into the flames of war again not long after.
Under Nangong Ling's command and dispatch, the "Wen Dao Academy" coalition forces were victorious and continued to counterattack, continuing to regain Xiqi Province, which had originally fallen into the hands of the "Dark Temple".
From an overall perspective, this is naturally a good sign, but for the people in Xiqi, it is undoubtedly a nightmare from which they can never wake up.
It is not an exaggeration to describe it as corpses strewn on the ground and wailing in the wilderness.
"If this continues, I'm afraid I will lose!"
High in the sky, Emperor Li Tian looked down at the corpses scattered all over the ground below and said with a frown.
"Piaohua Palace, what a Piaohua Palace!" Beside him, Mo Disheng looked gloomy and kept murmuring to himself, "I didn't expect that I, Mo Disheng, had been planning for decades, and countless calculations, but I was defeated. A girl is forced into such a situation!"
"Now the number of saints on the other side has surpassed ours." The Seven-Star Saint pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "It's time to make a decision."
"Is your method reliable?" Mo Disheng stared into his eyes and asked word by word.
"This little brother learned this from an ancient and powerful handbook." The Seven-Star Sage replied affirmatively, "I have tested it several times, and there should be no problem."
"That Nangong Ling opposite is very resourceful and has no plans left." Emperor Li Tian hesitated, "He may not be able to see through the trap we have set."
"It doesn't matter, this is a conspiracy." The Seven-Star Sage smiled, "Even if she could guess it, she would never be able to stop it."
"Okay, I believe you." Mo Disheng was silent for a long time before finally replying slowly, "Don't let me down."
"I will also participate this time." The Seven-Star Sage replied sincerely, "Whether we win or lose, our fates are completely tied together."
"Inform the puppet master to launch a general attack!" Mo Disheng nodded, turned to give instructions to Emperor Li Tian, and then he flashed and quickly disappeared from sight.
…
Is that the end?
Looking at the pursuers of the "Seven Star Pavilion" in front of her, Ran Sujuan's lips trembled, and a strong sense of despair could not help but surge into her heart.
After trying her best to fight off Eugene, she tried her best and ran with the seriously injured Ghost Mandrill and others. She finally managed to escape to the territory of Antai Province, but in the end she was chased by another wave of "Seven Star Pavilion" masters. Come up.
Now Gui Zhu is unconscious, Shi Xiaolong and the five Luohe youths are all seriously injured. The only ones in the entire team who are in good condition are she, who is in the Tianlun realm, and Tiedan, who is in the Human Lun realm.
To say that Tianlun cultivators are considered good in the secular world, but facing the spiritual leader from the Holy Land, they are so different that they are not even qualified to fight.
"It's time to hit the road!"
The spiritual master from the "Seven Star Pavilion" punched mercilessly. Before he could get close, the terrifying spirit master's aura suppressed Ran Sujuan and made her unable to move.
Are you really going to die this time?
Looking at the oncoming powerful fists, Ran Sujuan felt a faint feeling of relief for some reason.
