The daytime glows with a pale superstar and sings the spell that gives birth to life, and the island of Featherland thrives in the warmer season. The sleeping trees awoke, and the weeds poked out from beneath the winter snow, rekindling the blue-green sparks that filled the mountains, but a deep shadow seemed to hang over the Feathered Settlement. Thanks to the tireless efforts of the Celestial Wheel team, almost every missing Feather Man has a family member or friend who joins them, led by the original six members, hoping to ensure that the six feel empowered. Legends began to circulate among the tribe of a looming underground organization that was in opposition to the Ten Thousand Rivers, and their leader was called the "Serpent's Head".

Etianlun likes the name. There are even people who are dissatisfied with the status quo of the ethnic group and begin to take the initiative to inquire how to find the "snake head". The shaking of people's hearts will be the beginning of the collapse of the Ten Thousand Rivers.

Fei Ying's life has become better, although the heavenly wheel has not yet appeared, but a lot of news has been passed on by word of mouth, and the secret has been processed through the virtual and real, and there are rumors that Fei Ying is inextricably linked with the organization, and some people even say that Fei Ying is the head of the snake himself. Ransom didn't want to implicate her in distress one day, so he never showed up in front of the treehouse he missed. Fei Ying has suffered enough.

The Wheel of Heaven never saw the little black man again. Even sometimes the disappearance happened around them, and for some reason there were still no strange figures hanging around. Aren't they the culprits in the disappearance? For a few nights, looking at the glow of the silver planet reflected on the heavenly dome, I had such concerns. What if it was the actions of the inhabitants of Featherland Island in the first place, or if they really just stumbled into a pit between the roots of the trees, as previously speculated?

Not impossible. But the premonition that things would never come to this point echoed in the mind of the Heavenly Wheel, and he didn't believe that what the Feathered People knew and saw was the whole world.

From the dense forest, he saw the Patriarch of Wanhe from afar, and his mighty goatee and resolute facial contours showed that this was not an easy character to deal with, but why was he indifferent to their actions and disappearances? Is it because they are making a big noise? Definitely not. Yi Tianlun knew that even if he was as dull as a feathered person, he should have discovered that these restless guys were pointing the finger straight at him.

For a moment, Wan He turned his head, and his eagle-like keen gray eyes stared straight at the corner where the Heavenly Wheel was hiding.

Yi Tianlun clenched the bow handle at his waist, and his palms were full of sweat.

However, the patriarch quickly turned his head away and continued to talk to the other bearded feathered man.

For Etiche, the greatest risk of exposure comes from Toru Khan. His growing arrogance in the clan stemmed partly from his haughty personality and partly from the large number of Sky Hunters he had befriended and raised. He told Etianlun that he had won over a small percentage of these hunters, but Etianlun thought the percentage was much larger. Day after day. Eticha could feel that he was getting stronger, but his situation was becoming more and more dangerous. They need to have a showdown with Wanhe as soon as possible.

He made up his mind that since Toru Khan's power had reached such a strong level, there was no need to continue to feed his ambitions. On this night, the Wheel of Eternity decided to issue an order to start a full-scale operation and completely overthrow Wanhe.

But Toru Khan didn't come.

The Heavenly Wheel hid behind the tree, looking at the people who had become more familiar, but the big hunter was never seen. He felt that something was not quite right, so he chose to continue waiting.

The shadows of the trees gradually lengthened, and Toru Khan was still nowhere to be seen. Yitianlun didn't feel very good, and always felt that something was about to move in the woods, so he kept half-squatting in the tall and dense grass that emerged in the spring, and didn't show up in a hurry. Just as the five men under the tree were about to leave after exchanging messages, a hook fork was thrown from somewhere near the Heavenly Wheel and struck one of the Ponzi sisters in the shoulder. Immediately afterward, the shadows of the hunters sprang out of the woods one by one, and the hunter's party surrounded five of his friends, led by Wanhe. The oldest hunter in the tribe had a grim face and a cold glint in his eyes, which made people shudder.

The Wheel of Eternity was almost stunned. In the chaos, he saw what Huang Sun stepped forward to say to them, Yi Tianlun gritted his teeth, and understood that this person he trusted the most betrayed them, but when did it start? He didn't know, he realized that he should go and inform Fei Ying and tell her to run quickly.

But where can it go? The entire island is almost closed, and the outside world feather people cannot survive.

He didn't have time to think too much. His friends are suffering from bad luck, and Dee is about to spread his wings, but a hunter close to the hideout of the Celestial Wheel has already made a hook and fork throw.

Too late to think. The bow and arrow came out of the heavenly wheel, and the hook and fork fell in response.

The shrill whistle pierced the silence of the night, and countless black birds rose from the corners of the woods, fluttering through the sky.

A hunt for the "snakeheads" began.

The Heavenly Wheel spread its wings in the grass, and with all the strength of his life, he leaped upwards violently, rushed out of the forest, and swayed upward.

He flew as far as the hunters couldn't see, but the plan was clearly frustrated: with a shout, dozens of hunters chased after him. The wheel of heaven flew desperately, the wind howling beneath him, and sometimes a hook and fork brushed his body, but the wheel knew that they could not catch up with him. He was pleasantly surprised to realize that he was the fastest feathered man in his clan.

Run. Run, he thought, friends!

He led the hunter army around the sky in a circle, followed by some hunters intercepting from the air, and the heavenly wheel quickly shot a few arrows, although it was difficult to hit the target in such harsh conditions, but it served as a deterrent, and the pursuing team hesitated. He kept flying upwards, flapping his wings desperately in the direction of the mountain valley and the Divine Eye, the frantic wind piercing into the gaps between the wings, and running nervously against the heavenly wheel.

The spring breeze was crisp, and the shadows glided across the plains.

Needless to be reminded of it, Etianlun could see that these swift pursuers had only one purpose, and as long as he was within range of their attack, dozens of hooks and forks could nail him through at any moment. Fortunately, the most open and dangerous plains are coming to an end, and the distance between the Heavenly Wheel and the pursuers is getting farther and farther, and the majestic mountains and rivers are in front of you.

The heavenly wheels fluttered their wings and flew high, the wind and snow in the mountains were blowing, and the starry sky was behind them.

Yi Tianlun realized that he had already flown a considerable height, and he looked down, and the wide platform on which he had eaten white mushrooms with the wounds of his wings was only the size of his fingertips.

The fastest hunters followed him to the ridge of the first snow-capped mountain, and the heavenly wheel shot a few arrows quickly, and the huge relative speed shot down a hunter, and the heavenly wheel did not have time to celebrate, so he turned around and continued to run, shuttling through the cold and windy valley, he was exhausted, and the dusty primeval pine forest in the valley was the best hiding place. So he turned a sharp bend and plunged headlong into the dark pine forest.

The landing was not easy, and there were long gliding trails on the snow. He collapsed in the perennial snow on the mountain, the stars shining brightly, and the sky was clear.

The pursuers were frightened by the legendary divine power in the snow-capped mountains and did not follow.

The Celestial Wheel held its breath. If a hunter lands in front of him, he will be captured.

However, a long time passed, and only the Milky Way shone and flowed among the trees, quiet and sweet.

"I'm alive." The Heavenly Wheel whispered that a weak voice meant vigorous life. This joy has never been seen before.

I'm alive!

He couldn't go back. Presumably, there will be guards at the foot of the mountain, and he can only go up, perhaps to a place where the people will never dare to go. The silence and coldness of the woods are frightening. In the evening, Yi Tianlun couldn't help but start thinking crankily. The Feathered People have always been accustomed to killing and dying, but why don't the fierce people dare to come to this place?

Etianlun shuddered.

In the deathly silence, even the sound of thinking became unbearable. The mountain breeze pours in from the mouth of the valley and then disperses in the depression. The rich, silky aroma of pine oil, and the same soft silence filled the night, leaving the wheel of the sky without thinking about the future – perhaps there was no viable way out at all.

The initial cherishing and ecstasy for life was followed by the loneliness that demanded human life. Silence and solitude go hand in hand like death, and in this absolute emptiness, even danger is a luxury.

I had to do something. The Heavenly Wheel thought to himself.

The dust stirred up by his wings made Eticha feel guilty for the thick silence and darkness, and he should sit here and enjoy the solitude, listening to the sound of death gliding on the snow.

The trunk of the pine tree is thickened by the pine oil, and the heavenly wheel climbs up to the treetops, peeling off the thick pine needles and peeking through the slits into the canyon.

It seemed that he was still at the entrance to a large valley, and the fine pine trees stretched to the very center of the valley, where there was a wasteland for some reason, and from his vantage point, he could not see why the land was not filled with pine trees, so he planned to walk in the general direction from the woods, and at the same time talk to relieve the sore muscles of his wings. For some reason, he firmly felt that flying was not a good thing to pay attention to.

He went in the wrong direction several times, took much longer than expected, and on several occasions had to stop and climb the treetops to see if he was heading correctly, and when he was about to reach his destination, it was already dawn and Saturn shone brightly above his head. A cool breeze seeped through the boundless silence and blew from among the trees.

Yi Tianlun licked his lips, the wind was moist and sweet, and there was the fragrance of life in it.

A calm lake is embedded in the middle of the canyon like a piece of jasper, like a precious virgin land in a pine forest, and perhaps before this large pine forest grows, the whole valley is just a lake. Admittedly, there is no definite basis, but just like just now, there is a feeling that the Heavenly Wheel is probably the case. The clouds and the sea of stars churned against the tides of the sky, the tranquil water reflected the snow-capped mountains and pine forests, and the eyes of the gods shimmered with a lazy glow.

Since its birth, Eticha has never felt such a complete peace from the inside out as it did at this moment. He sat on the floor, feeling the shriveled cells grow and a steady stream of life energy rising from his tired body.

His senses were rejuvenated and sharpened, and then he heard a voice that was not of this world.

A regular sizzling sound, something rubbing rhythmically, but after years of intimate coexistence with nature, he didn't know anything that could make such a sharp and crisp sound.

He hid, and the sound turned into a roar.

Celestial Wheel was a little scared, but the curiosity peculiar to the young feather still prompted him to look in the direction he thought the sound was coming from, and the next scene shocked him so much that he almost fell off the tree.

Five little black men were suspended in the sky, the blue and white soft light above their heads flashing in a ring, flying towards Genting Mountain with great grace and smoothness. Two of them, carrying soft, winged bodies, were supposed to be dead. At this moment, one of the little black men let go of his hand for some reason, and the body of the feathered man was hung headfirst down.

Reflecting the bright light of the sky, the heavenly wheel recognized the face. It's Dee.