When the filamentous hoses retreated, a crater appeared in front of the sun-chasing bird.

The water was gone, the ice was gone, and it all fell into the hole with the filament hose.

The day-by-day bird chirped and flew down.

The filamentous hoses retracted and intertwined across the walls of the cave, looking like a large whirlpool. The sound of rubbing against the walls of the cave was like thousands of snakes crawling rapidly. Water and crushed ice swirl in the whirlpool.

The sun-chasing birds flew in it, and the whirlpool was as hollow as a dead eye, not knowing where it leads.

The hole was going straight down, but it wasn't long before the hoses changed direction and they went north through the hole on the side.

It turned out that the bottom of the cave was connected to the sea, and the water and broken ice fell into the sea in the cave.

Xiaoyu also woke up, and she was still wrapped in filaments. She felt like she was moving, but there was no more filament trying to reach into her heart.

The originally numb hand could move, and I touched the Qianyang wood in my arms, and I didn't know if it was okay.

The pace of progress became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Along the way, the little fish felt that there was a black hole in front of her, but when she got here, she could feel that there should be light outside the cocoon.

But not daylight.

The sun-chasing bird landed steadily, and in front of it was a forest of hoses.

The transparent hoses hung haphazardly in the air, long and short, and the bubbles inside fluttered up and down in the hose. I don't know what's inside the bubble, it's transparent on the outside, but now it's a faint purple, and it looks like fluorescence in the night.

In the meantime, thin white silk hung on the hose like the yarn of the weaver girl.

The cocoon that wraps the small fish is like a small gourd hanging in the middle of the hose, and compared to the whole forest of hoses, it is not even a small gourd, at most it is a small sesame seed.

When the day-by-day bird looked up, the hoses were long, long, the top resembling the umbrella cover of a mushroom, and the inside was dotted with a dark purple light, and the light was wrapped in a dark mass of something, and it was impossible to see what it was.

It seems that the fluorescence in this hose is reflected through the top canopy.

The day-chasing bird flew softly into the air, at the same height as the little fish, and whispered, "Little fish fairy, little fish fairy." ”

It frightened the strange hose and trapped it.

It was only under that inexplicable vibration just now that it was able to break free from the filament of temporary pause, and it must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

The little fish struggled in the cocoon, because it was too close and tough, so it couldn't break free, so it had to be pulled off one by one with his fingers.

"I'm fine, it doesn't seem to move. ”

"yes, hopefully it's really not moving. As he spoke, the bird quickly flew into the lined hoses, spotted the spot where the little fish was, stretched out its wings, and the sharp feathers at the tips of its wings cut into the cocoon.

There was a stabbing sound, and the cocoon burst in response.

Due to the entry of the day-by-day birds, the hanging hoses flew up and down, shaking in all directions, fluorescent and shining, illuminating the light and shadow in the cave.

Although the cocoon was broken, the little fish did not come out, because she found that the root system of the thousand sunwood was entangled with the white silk.

She wanted to take Qianyangmu with her, but she couldn't separate the two.

The day-by-day bird grabbed a hose and hung it beside the little fish: "You catch me first, and I'll go and cut off this piece." ”

Just as I was about to cut, the whole hose forest and the umbrella cover on it fluttered, like a jellyfish swimming in the ocean, elegant and beautiful.

But elegance and beauty are its appearance, and entanglement and strangulation are its nature.

The Sun-Chasing Bird has already suffered a loss just now, and knows that it is very resilient, difficult to break, and fast, and easy to be in a passive state.

So this time, it was going to strike first, only to see the sun-chasing bird quickly turn its body, its wings like sharp knives, whirling in the hose forest.

Every feather on the edge of the wings fluttered rapidly.

It must be fast, so fast that the white silk will be cut off before it can get close.

For a while, the broken hose fell to the ground, and after a while, it was all turned into dead ashes.

Xiao Yu finally let go of Qianyangmu and jumped on the back of the Sun-Chasing Bird, and escaping was the most correct choice at present.

Without Qianyang Wood, at most he will stay in the mortal dust, and he will have no life, but there will be nothing.

However, it was too late, and the huge transparent canopy fell all over the world.

All at once, I covered the small fish and the sun-chasing bird.