It turned out that on that day, the little fish followed the raging beast into the sea.

After choking on the sea water all of a sudden, she didn't even have a chance to catch her breath, and found that the claws of the giant beast kept waving around her.

Her body tossed and turned in the sea as the beast shook its head.

They had been underwater for a while, and the little fish felt that his body had reached the limit of tolerance, and in order to escape the clutches of the giant beast in the seawater, his mind gathered in secret, and he returned to the state of a fish.

The fish form was half as small as her human form.

In an instant, everything on her body was scattered in the sea, and a blue-tailed, white-scaled brightfin fish suddenly rushed out of the crack in the beast's waving claws.

I thought that her little fish body was like an ant against an elephant to a giant beast, as long as she dodged a little, like a sesame seed leaking into the sieve eye, she would soon be able to escape.

Who knew that the irascible beast opened its mouth and chewed wildly, and the sea water around it, along with the animals and plants in the sea, seemed to have encountered a flood vent, and poured it into its mouth involuntarily.

The little fish bore the brunt of being sucked in, like a helpless life carried by the rushing waves.

The beast curled its tongue, life turning to blood under its sharp teeth.

The small fish flapped its tail, dodging its tongue and swallowing into its throat.

Looking at the throat of the giant beast in the black hole, it was like an invisible dark hell, and there was no chance of survival after going down.

The little fish bit the flesh wall of its throat, and the throat of the giant beast was not as hard as it looked, otherwise she would not be able to bite into it even if she gave the little fish a hundred times more strength.

Once bitten, the little fish will cling its body to the throat wall of the giant beast, and in this way, let it rush into as much seawater as it wants, biting the throat wall and not relaxing.

In the throat of the giant beast, I don't know day and night, I don't know the north, south, west, and north, I only have firm beliefs, and I hold the heart that I must live, let it roll and jump, and let myself get stuck here.

Think of her trees, think of the warm sunshine in the sky, think of the soft grass, think of His Holiness's look of disappointment, think of the blood-soaked wings of the birds of the day, she thinks she must be able to see them again.

I don't know how long it took, when I was hungry, I simply swallowed some of the blood and meat of the giant beast, and when I was sleepy, I thought that I would become someone else's belly, so I stayed up like this, and finally felt that the giant beast was no longer moving.

It seemed to lie down to recuperate, panting, and smelling foul.

Why is there no water?

Did you go ashore?

The gills of the small fish are a little dry, and it seems that they will not return to their human form, and they will become a dead fish.

Silently converge the mind, hide the body, and return to the human form. At this time, it is much more convenient to have two more hands, and it is better to be a person.

When the giant beast felt a foreign object in its throat, it was a little impatient, swallowing and shaking, but it had no choice but to continue to close its eyes and recuperate.

This is its heaven and earth, there is an environment suitable for its cultivation, and there will be people who regularly send elixirs to it. As soon as it came back from its injury, it immediately swallowed all the elixirs that had accumulated on the platform in front of it in the past few days, and it wanted to take advantage of the power of the medicine to recover its body.

The little fish wanted to get out of its mouth, and the two rows of teeth that were closed made her only tremble, and she wanted to crawl out of its nostrils, which was a little disgusting to think about.

It really stinks so much that the little fish that have been "eating you" all day long don't even think about eating it.

I wonder if the ninja stinks, digs a hole in its neck, and gets out?

But its neck doesn't seem to be thin, and if you want to make a hole in its neck with your bare hands, it's really difficult for a small fish.

So in the end, Xiaoyu decided to use her fire control skills.

yes, the spell she hasn't practiced yet.

To prevent herself from being swallowed into the belly of the giant beast, she wrapped one foot around the piece of throat that had been torn by her, and began to cast a spell with both hands, God forbid her to come directly to a fire dragon and scorch this nether stink monster who dared to offend her.

I didn't practice it before, it was caused by the previous environment, isn't it a qualitative leap once it comes to a critical juncture?

She calmed down, and the small universe exploded.

Since the day the Sun-Chasing Bird asked her to practice fire control, she has been practicing diligently in order to be able to eat cooked food.

It's really a hundred times harder than working hard in the sky, but I still haven't practiced it.

However, after practicing for a long time, she has indeed become more and more proficient, and from the moment she was trapped in the cocoon for the past two days, she has been reciting this technique in her heart.

The heart moves at will, even if he doesn't deliberately cultivate, he unconsciously lets the spiritual power around his body wander according to the requirements of fire control techniques. At this time, the obstacle in the body finally felt broken, and the heat ran down the meridians, from the spiritual sea to the arm, and then to the fingertips, as if it was about to emerge in an instant.

The little fish ninja was excited, she felt that she had practiced, she wanted to give the giant beast a good look, and she wanted it to be her first trial.

Pinch three fingers lightly, silently transport, a pulse that has never been experienced surged to the fingers, "呲"~

The little fish looked at his fingertips in amazement.

What about fire? That's right, it's practiced according to the teaching of the day-by-day bird, why is there only a wisp of smoke coming out of the fingertips? Could it be that the day-by-day bird is mistaken?

What is this? It's like smoke from burning charcoal being doused with water.

The little fish does not give up, and when it comes again, it is still a wisp of smoke.

Again...

Again...

"Bang" I don't know if she used too much force, as if she exploded a cloud.

The giant beast was so frightened that it got up and looked left and right, as if there was nothing going on around it, hey, why did a small smoke ring float out of its nostrils?

It lifted its nose and found that it was gone, so it lay down again to continue its cultivation.

Xiao Yu didn't want to believe that he really had a problem with his talent, and thought that the stupid bird had misremembered his mental method.

After the monster was quiet, Xiaoyu began to practice again.

Diligence makes up for clumsiness, oh no, she's not clumsy, she's just diligent.

After practicing for a while, the fire on my fingertips still doesn't come, could it be that I am too hungry? I blame this ugly monster, I don't know how far I have swam.

Suddenly, another wave of heat rushed to the fingertips, and at the last moment, it turned into a puff of smoke.

No, come again.

Another puff of smoke.

Then more and more smoke spread around her, and the beast breathed in and into its nasal trachea.

"Ahem. Two violent coughs squirted out the small fish at once.

This time, the little fish that sprayed far away and fell to the ground in surprise, looked at the giant beast with its mouth and nose smoking, and couldn't help but secretly proclaim to himself: "If I can't burn you, I will choke you to death." ”

The beast was so stunned that it choked uncomfortably, and there was so much smoke that it didn't notice something flying out of its mouth.

I still thought in my heart, what kind of new variety of elixir is this eating, how can it make its mouth smoke?

The little fish looked around in general: this was also a mountainside, much higher than the previous one, surrounded on all sides by high cliffs, with a circular hole in it, as if there was a door. On one side is the underside where the behemoth is located, and on the other side is a huge waterhole.

The beast lay on its stomach like a hill and looked like a crocodile with a round belly.

The first two small claws can be called mini-claws compared to the body, and the flail has been formed where it has been pecked by the day-by-day bird.

Looking at its thick hind legs, I was glad that all I encountered that day was the small claws in front of it, or ten day-chasing birds would have pecked at it.

The knife in that eye was gone, and the drooping eyelids were stuck to the lower eyelid as blood coagulated.

The smoke faded away, and it closed its other eye.

The little fish crept out from behind the rocks where she was hiding, sat down gently on the edge of the pool, and swam away as a fish when her legs entered the water.

She swam as hard as she could, no matter what direction it was, and she just had to stay away from the behemoth anyway.