Chapter 89 The Circus on the Other Side (43)

Yuan Qingli was still wondering why the bird attacked her without any warning.

The black bird had already folded its wings and tucked them at its side, sprinting towards him.

The speed was so fast that you could vaguely hear the crackling sound of air friction.

The sharp beak of the black bird is closed tightly, and the tip of the beak shines with dark green light.

Is this caused by eating scavengers regularly?

Yuan Qingli was horrified. She could smell the corpse stench from a long distance away.

Wherever the pointed mouth pointed, there was a dull pain in the chest.

She suddenly shuddered.

The blackbird arrives in an instant. Hualulu on the side had a smile on his face, it seemed like he was going to succeed.

All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed.

But speed also has a disadvantage, that is, it is difficult to close the momentum.

Our ancestors have long had a way to deal with it, which is to calm down and calm down.

Yuan Qingli twisted her waist slightly and fell backwards. She felt a flash of heat in the air and a black shadow flew past her face.

Later, she heard the crackling sound of wings scraping through the air. The speed of this black bird broke the sound barrier.

A burning smell penetrated her nostrils. Yuan Qingli turned around and stood still. Two strands of hair dangled in front of her eyes, and the ends had been curled into a ball.

This iron bridge was tied just right, and apart from the slightly messy bangs, the blackbird did not cause any damage.

Bo Zijin next to him remained expressionless, as if Yuan Qingli was not his teammate at all. Not worried about her life or death at all.

Lu Xingyun was the only one with a smile on his face, and was like a crowd-pleaser.

Look at the blackbird - this beast is bound to suffer.

Hualulu's smile froze. This guy reacted so quickly and his vision was correct.

Sure enough, the blackbird moved too fast and was about to hit the wall.

The hairless left wing suddenly spread out, hooked on the old tree in the sky, turned around, and rushed towards Yuan Qingli again.

Yuan Qingli tied the long ponytail behind her into a ball, reached out and circled a few strands of hair by her ears, and bit her mouth.

His eyes were resolute, ready to fight to the death.

This time the speed dropped slightly. When it got close to Yuan Qingli, the black bird's left wing spread out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, turning into white shadows all over the sky. It blocked all four angles and stabbed straight at Yuan Qingli.

At the same time, the pointed mouth opened wide, revealing black bone-white teeth.

In Yuan Qingli's eyes, the surrounding scenes had disappeared.

Only the vast mist is left, and the fishy smell lingers around.

Her stomach began to churn...

This stench carried with it a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Yuan Qingli seemed to see a black bird looking down at everything in the sky, with dead bones all over the ground underneath.

Close!

Lu Xingyun already had a dagger in his hand, ready to throw it out at any time. This time, he was not very sure.

Bo Zijin still watched with cold eyes, he wanted to know all Yuan Qingli's trump cards.

He had to clear the game, and the dungeon wouldn't allow them to collaborate forever.

There will definitely be times of confrontation.

By that time, Yuan Qingli will be his biggest enemy.

Yuan Qingli bent her waist, clenched her fists, her joints were slightly white, showing delicacy and tenacity.

Then under the surprised gazes of Lu and Bo, Yuan Qingli...

Turn around and run.

Climb the fence and stand behind Hualu Road.

"Sister, you are so scary."

The pear blossoms have passed away, and the murderous aura has disappeared.

The blackbird rolled in the air and soared into the sky. The fierce wind brought Hualulu's hair into chaos.

"Sister is indeed a cat." Hualulu smiled sweetly.

"Sister, you are so powerful. How did you tame so many beasts?" Yuan Qingli was not at all embarrassed about running away just now.

"Born." It's unimaginable that a teenage girl speaks so few words.

In the air, there was a whistling sound again, and the black bird rushed towards Yuan Qingli's Tianling Cap, vowing not to give up until it achieved its goal.

"Go ahead, you can't catch it." Hualulu raised his hand and said softly without raising his head.

Um? She wants to catch me?