After Ling Bing finished speaking, he took the lead forward, and Peter Pan flew one meter above her head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The trees are high and dense, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the vines are dense, which is not conducive to human walking.

Especially since this is already a relatively deep place in the jungle, few people come, except for some relatively strong mercenary teams or guard clean-up teams that dare to break into such a deep place. You know, the deeper you go into the jungle, the higher the level of the beast, the greater the danger, and if the level of the team that comes in is not enough, it is estimated that you don't even know how you died.

Even Ling Bing had to tense all his nerves at this time. After all, it was a strange place, and she didn't think that her current strength could really crush everything. Be careful, who knows if there are any strange creatures on the Blue Star that are enough to affect the life of a cultivator.

The people of the Wood Spirit Team were both grateful and apprehensive. They are grateful to Yang Ye and Hua Jiujiu for not giving up, but they are worried about the unknown fate. After all, the jungle is dangerous, and even a ninth-order powerhouse may not be able to protect all of them. They didn't know if it was right to continue the search, but if they went home, it would be a bit difficult to settle down after all.

Peter Pan was also very nervous at this time, and he didn't dare to fly too far away from Ling Bing, most of the time, he squatted on Ling Bing's shoulder vigilantly, looking around, and didn't even dare to call out his trademark "quack" sound.

In the dark jungle, there is a rustling sound from time to time, and often when everyone is not mentally prepared, a few terrible cries of strange beasts suddenly appear, which are terrifying.

Feng Tianfang and Ji Zhi were at the front of the team at this time, Yang Ye and Ling Bing were side by side, and the last was the Mu Ling team. At this time, the Wood Spirit Team was no longer suitable for opening the way in front.

"Stunned~~"

The sound of wings flapping came from the treetops, and in the jungle, it was just a normal sound, and I had heard it I don't know how many times. However, this time, Ling Bing suddenly stopped walking, his eyes like lightning, shooting towards a high place.

Everyone stopped alertly. Fourteen spiritual powers suddenly spread.

It's ridiculous to say, this time there is only one martial artist in the team, and the others are all superpowers, in fact, in terms of the configuration of the team, this is extremely unreasonable.

The normal team configuration should be a majority of martial artists and a minority of extraordinary abilities. The martial artist opens the way in the front, and the ability casts spells in the back, so the combat efficiency is the highest.

Like them now, among the sixteen people, there is only one martial power, and the others are all superpowers, and even if they open the way in front, they must let the supernatural ones go, which is actually very dangerous. After all, the body of the supernatural is fragile, and when they encounter danger, once they do not cast the spell in time, it will be a tragedy.

"Jiujiu?" Yang Ye spoke, Jiujiu would not stop for no reason, he must have discovered something.

"There was a little thing that followed us all the time. Ling Bing's face showed a hint of interest.

The little creature had been following them ever since she decided to go deeper into the jungle, and at first she thought it was an unintentional coincidence. But she had tried several times quickly and slowly, and found that the little thing was actually following her fast and slow pace, obviously not following it unintentionally, but intentionally.

That's interesting! Is it spying on them?

What? And this kind of thing? What the hell is this little thing?

When Yang Ye heard this, he was obviously stunned, and then let go of his spiritual power and searched around. Spiritual power is woven like a fine net, searching the past inch by inch.

The spiritual power swept through the grass, and there were all kinds of insects and beasts in it, either quietly gnawing on the grass, or cunning to camouflage and hunting; the spiritual power swept through the big trees, and the squirrel beast quietly hid in the tree hole, quietly gnawing on the fruits stored in the hole, and the big tail shook from time to time, and a small bird with dark green feathers, which looked a little like Peter Pan, stretched its neck, and was quietly approaching the leaves behind a caterpillar that was gnawing on leaves, ready to stretch out its curved beak and take the stupid caterpillar away.

Everything seemed so normal, there was nothing special about it, and if you scanned it in the distance, there wasn't even a bird except for insects and beasts. What exactly is the little thing that Jiujiu is talking about?

Slowly withdrawing his spiritual power, Yang Ye's unrelenting spiritual power swept over the creatures within twenty meters of his body again. The beak of the bird, which resembles Peter Pan, is very close to the caterpillar and is about to lower its beak, but the caterpillar is still unaware.

Yang Ye's spiritual power had been swept away, but suddenly, as if he remembered something, his spiritual power poured back into the bird's body again.

Isn't this the same breed of parrot as Peter Pan? But this breed of parrot, if he remembers correctly, should only eat the fruits of plants, not insects, but what is this little parrot doing now?

That's it! It must be it! The little thing that Jiujiu said that has been secretly following them must be referring to it.

Such a cunning little thing, he even learned to disguise, if it wasn't for Jiujiu's reminder, he wouldn't have noticed a bird everywhere in the jungle.

The spiritual power locked on the cunning little parrot, Yang Ye suddenly flew up in the air, and with a wave of his hand, a thin water rope rolled like lightning towards the little parrot that he didn't know that he had already been exposed.

"Quack~~Quack~~~Quack~~~"

It wasn't until the water rope tied its body like lightning that it suddenly woke up to the fact that it had been discovered. But at this time, it was too late to spread its wings and escape, and the water rope had already firmly bound its body, especially its wings, and it could not break free at all, so anxious that it could only scratch around with two slender claws.

Yang Ye withdrew the water rope, and the little bird was involuntarily dragged by the water rope and fell into Yang Ye's palm.

"Ga~~~Ga~~~Ga~~~"

Yang Ye carefully looked at the dark green bird that was struggling in his hand, was it such a small thing?

Peter Pan flew to Yang Ye's shoulder curiously, and looked at the same kind in Yang Ye's hand with a little excitement.

"Ga~~~?"

Peter Pan asked curiously.

The little parrot in Yang Ye's hand ignored Peter Pan's temptation at all, and only cared about his own desperate struggle. But when it realized that there was no hope of escape, it stiffened, its pupils dilated, and its dark green body had feathers standing up.

"Ga~~~" to die.

A thin flash of lightning flashed out of the little parrot's body, and the electricity hit the defenseless Yang Ye, as well as the equally defenseless Peter Pan standing on Yang Ye's shoulder.

The electric light is very thin, but the voltage is quite high. However, this could not cause any damage to the ninth-order Yang Ye at all. It's just that because he was defenseless, he was suddenly struck by this thin lightning, and the sweat pores all over his body couldn't help but stand up, including the short hair on his head, all of them stood up and saluted.

However, the damage of this tiny lightning to Yang Ye is also controlled by this. However, Peter Pan, who stood on his shoulder, was tragic.

"Ga~~~~"

Peter Pan let out a high-pitched scream, all the bright green feathers on his body stood up, his whole body stiffened, and an upside-down onion fell off Yang Ye's shoulder.