Seeing this, Ling Bing's eyes and hands quickly rolled up his spiritual power, and Peter Pan arrived in Ling Bing's palm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Poor Peter Pan, all the lethality of that lightning fell on its body, who made it small and weak? At this time, its whole body was stiff, all the hair on its body stood up, its two tiny claws were constantly twitching, and its two little eyes only rolled its eyes.

Ling Bing checked Peter Pan's body, but fortunately, except for paralysis, Peter Pan did not suffer any substantial damage. Ling Bing was slightly relieved, and at this time, looking at Peter Pan's embarrassed appearance, he always felt full of joy.

But who let Peter Pan get there? You know, curiosity is too heavy, and it's not just the cats that kill it, but the birds as well!

But...... Ling Bing's eyes fell on the little parrot in Yang Ye's palm again, this turned out to be a little parrot that had awakened its ability, which was quite surprising.

At this point, the parrot's condition is much worse than that of Peter Pan.

After the little parrot released a bolt of lightning, the whole bird quickly withered, and the brilliance in his eyes faded suddenly, and his head was weakly resting on Yang Ye's hand, and he was about to die.

Ling Bing's eyes flashed, and he shoved Peter Pan, who was still twitching and stiff in his hand, into Feng Tianfang's hand beside him, and walked quickly to Yang Ye's side.

Feng Tian put down his consciousness and took the thing that Ling Bing stuffed in his hand, and when he reacted that it was Peter Pan that he hated the most, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose in disgust. At a glance, Ji Zhi was also beside him, so he simply stretched out his hand and stuffed Peter Pan into Ji Zhi's hand again.

Hmph, he'll never forget that this abominable Peter Pan actually attacked him with a cannon. Their beam is settled, don't want him to forgive it easily!

Feng Tianfang thought a little childishly! People are bullied by birds or something, it's too aggrieved! This cheap bird deserves to be electrocuted, why don't you let this lightning come more violently?

At this time, the people of the Wood Spirit Team also leaned up curiously. Although the electric light just now was thin, it was still clearly seen by the people of the Wood Spirit Squad. They are all supernatural beings, and their five senses are originally stronger than ordinary people, not to mention that they have mental power, which is something more useful than eyes.

They all looked curiously at the dying parrot in Yang Ye's hand. It's a pity that such a small parrot has awakened the ability, and it is still a rare lightning ability, if it can be artificially cultivated, it may have great potential for development.

Unfortunately, wild birds generally can't be raised, they don't accept human feeding, and timidity and irritability are enough to kill them. It's a shame for its lightning ability.

"Teacher, give it to me!" Ling Bing stretched out his hand to take the little parrot.

As she said, Yang Ye carefully placed the little parrot in Ling Bing's hand. The little one always has a lot of love for these hairy little creatures, and he can understand it.

Ling Bing poked out his divine sense and carefully examined the little parrot's body. There were no wounds on the little parrot's body, but under Ling Bing's divine sense, she found that the vitality in the little parrot's body was very depleted. Obviously, the tiny lightning just now had overdrawn most of its vitality and essence, and it was thinking that there was no hope of escaping, so it simply burned the jade.

This temperament is really strong, which is why it is difficult to feed wild adult birds!

Ling Bing carefully injected a trace of wood-based spiritual power into the little parrot's body. The wood spiritual power itself has the effect of nourishing the body and can effectively activate the body's cells.

The dying little parrot only felt a very kind force surging into its body, making the body, which was originally a little difficult to breathe, suddenly feel much more comfortable.

It barely struggled with its wings, raised its head slightly, lowered it again, and could only turn its eyes to look at its owner in the palm below it.

Approaching Ling Bing so closely, it intuitively felt that there was an unusually friendly aura on the owner of this palm, which made it can't help but want to get close and rely on it. And the warm energy that she infused into her body, and the body that slowly let it lose energy suddenly began to fill up.

"Miss Jiujiu, can it still be saved?" a member of the Wood Spirit Team couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ling Bing glanced sideways at him and nodded.

"But it's useless to save it, it will still die, wild birds can't be raised in captivity!" another team member couldn't help but speak.

Mu Yu looked at the little parrot that was slowly getting up, and then looked at the time on the brain, and felt a little anxious. They were short on time, how could they waste so much time on a small alien beast. But he couldn't open his mouth, this was someone else's team, and it was already someone else's mercy to be able to agree to them rubbing the team, and they had the right to decide the direction and rhythm of the team.

However, it was clear that Ling Bing didn't want to waste time here, and the team quickly started moving forward again. Ling Bing held the weak little parrot in one hand, and as he moved forward, the palm wood spiritual qi continued to enter its body.

Soon, the little parrot's condition was getting better and better, and the pure wood aura effectively replenished the energy consumed when the lightning had just been cast.

Peter Pan had recovered at this time, spread his wings, and flew onto Ling Bing's shoulder.

"Gah, I'm scared to death!" Peter Pan fluttered his wings on Ling Bing's shoulders, and the paralyzing feeling hadn't completely dissipated yet.

"Tsk~~" Coward!

The little parrot, which was slowly regaining its vitality, let out a weak cry, but it made Peter Pan of the same kind blow up.

"Ga~~~?you're a coward, your whole family is a coward!" Peter Pan was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. This dead bird, if it hadn't been for such a sudden lightning bolt just now, would it have been paralyzed?

"Huh~~~?"

The little parrot gave the coward a disdainful look.

Peter Pan flinched for a moment, and then remembered that the other party was a lightning bird, not something that an ordinary bird could deal with.

"Peter Pan, ask it why it's following us!" Ling Bing let go of his divine sense and scanned the road ahead, watching the interaction between the two parrots. Obviously, these two are of the same kind and have a common language. Although the communication does not seem to be very pleasant.

"Ga~~~, yes, Queen, I hear you, the Queen is asking you, what are you doing sneakily following us?, are you playing some bad idea?" asked Peter Pan proudly, squinting at his bird's eye.

"Tsk~~" Who is following you, the jungle is so big, don't you allow me to fly casually?

Although the little parrot screamed a little louder, its eyes wandered a little, and it was obviously empty-hearted!