In the past, he only knew that Cicada Feather was fun to fight, did not like to talk, and was ruthless, but now he knew that Cicada Feather was not only ruthless, but also scolded people like poison in their mouths!

"Cicada Feather, what kind of ability do you have to bully the weak by yourself!" The Bird King was almost angry by Cicada Feather's words, he actually scolded him for being ugly, and how ugly is it?!

He's the best-looking bird in the bird clan!

Cicada Feather raised his eyebrows slightly, took two steps forward, his eyes fell lightly on the face of the Bird King lying on his stomach, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, "I'm powerful is my own ability, you don't have the ability to beat me What are you yelling about?" If it was before, I didn't bother to do anything to you, but today is different, my family has a long and short fortune, I, the future husband, of course, want to help her, otherwise, do you think I am willing to come?"

Bird King: "......"

All the birds: "......"

Immortals: "......"

The god of affection came for the person he liked, and he came so reluctantly.

Cicada Feather slowly walked down the steps, his pure black boots paused slightly in front of the Bird King, and then, he leaned over slightly and looked at the Bird King condescendingly, "What's more, I like to bully the weak, don't you know?"

Bird King: "......"

I've seen a shameless immortal, but I've never seen such a shameless immortal!

If he could, he really wanted to kill him head-on! However, where did he have the ability to kill the cicada feather now, it was difficult for him to raise his hand!

"Cicada Feather, don't go too far!" the Bird King gritted his teeth in hatred, but he was no match for Cicada Feather at all, he could only clench his fists and creak.

"Am I excessive?" Cicada Feather lowered his eyes and looked at the Bird King who was crawling, with an indifferent expression, "It's not too much for you to release a demonic beast to bite people?!"

"......" The Bird King stared at the black leather boots in front of him indignantly, if he could, he really wanted to stare out of the black leather boots!

How can there be such a poisonous tongue in the world?!

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and you are not afraid of supporting yourself to death!" Cicada Feather's words came gently from the top of his head, and at that moment, the Bird King really wanted to get up and fight to the death with Cicada Feather!

If he hadn't intervened, he would have ended up in such a field?

If it weren't for his damn 'reason', wouldn't he have been defeated?!

"Cicada Feather, if you kill me!" If he doesn't kill him, he will definitely come back to take revenge!

"Kill you, I'm sorry, I recently promised my family to go to the Buddha and not kill!" After speaking, the pair of black leather boots slowly left the sight of the Bird King.

The Bird King raised his hand and slammed the marble floor, and then, he suddenly turned over and sat up, shouting angrily at the back of the cicada feather, "Cicada feather! I will definitely make you regret today's soft-heartedness!"

When he shouted like this, the back of the cicada feather who had already gone away paused, he slowly turned around, looked at the bird king fixedly for a while, and suddenly his figure flashed, and suddenly teleported to the bird king, "In this case, then why should I add a lot of trouble to my future?"

After that, he raised his hand lightly, clenched it slightly, and suddenly gave the Bird King's Yuan Shen X!

"Okay bird king, you don't want to do it, then go to the mortal world to do something for mortals, anyway, you are idle and panic!"

"Cicada Feather! I don't accept it!" The Bird King's primordial spirit was withdrawn, his face was distorted, he struggled desperately at the fingertips of the cicada feather, and shouted angrily, "I don't accept it!"

"What's the use of not being convinced, even if you cultivate for another ten million years, you will not be my opponent!" Cicada Feather looked at the distorted Yuan Shen with a light expression, and then, with a light wave of his hand, he threw the Yuan Shen of the Bird King to the mortal world.

Since then, there is one more kind of bird in the mortal world, his name is cuckoo, every spring ploughing season, it will desperately cry on the branches: "Cuckoo (disobedience), cuckoo (disobedience)" ......"

Netherworld. Sands Chinese

I don't know anything about what is happening in the sky.

The truth about my mother's fall hit me too hard!

I can't accept the fact that Uncle Tianjun is my mother's killer!

I believe in him like that, and even though he has done so many things that make me sad, I still believe that there is still integrity and kindness somewhere in his heart.

The River Styx glows green, and there is a small boat in the river that goes back and forth between the banks of the River every day, bringing people on both sides of the River to where they should go.

Sometimes this boat crosses people, sometimes it crosses souls.

I looked at the boat floating in the Styx, day after day, year after year, and the old ferryman didn't get tired of this repeated errand.

"Manman, go back, the Styx at night is evil. "Nightshade sat next to me, shaking the folding fan for a while.

I turned my head, rested my chin on the back of my hand, and looked at his folding fan leisurely.

I have never looked closely at the folding fan in the dark night, I remember that since I met him, he liked to shake the folding fan, shake it when he was sad, and shake it when he was free.

"Dark Night Cold, why do you like folding fans?" and they haven't changed it for tens of thousands of years?!

"You don't understand this, I'm not a fan, it's a kind of sustenance!" "The dark night cold slowly opened the folding fan and looked at the ink bamboo on it, "It's been hundreds of thousands of years, and I'm used to it......"

"Is there any story in this?" "Why is this fan his sustenance, I have the impression that the night is cold, where is the kind of person who needs to use the fan for sustenance?"

He is a free and easy person, and he likes to go to the world to wander around the world when he has nothing to do, make an appointment with a few friends, and have a good time.

"Seeing that you are in a bad mood today, I will simply share the story of this fan with you......" The cold eyes of the dark night fell lightly on the fan, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

300,000 years ago.

Nightshade is just a soldier with a position that is neither high nor low.

Because of his idle position, he had nothing to do all day, and after a long time, he got bored, so he went to the mortal world to wander.

As a soldier, he is accustomed to seeing life and death, so he has traveled to countless places in the mortal world and gradually lost interest.

The mortal world is nothing more than this, love and hatred, parting, birth, old age, sickness and death.

On this day, he stayed in a small town.

There are not many people in this town, and there are only a hundred people, because it is located in a remote place, and the mortals here are simple and warm and generous.

Nightshade loves water, and this town sits right on the edge of a lake.

That night, he leaned against the willow tree and enjoyed the view of the lake in boredom.

To pass the time of boredom, he took out his piccolo and blew it.

This is the song given to him by his mother, called 'Divorce'.

This is a song made by my mother, with a touch of sadness, a touch of melancholy, and a touch of hesitation.

Just like him now, he is inexplicably hesitant and doesn't know where to go.

Blowing and blowing, he remembered that his mother came, as if he hadn't sat down and talked to his mother for a long time since the last time he said goodbye.