"The Sea God, the Winged Bird, and the Extinction Bird have been at war recently, and the Feather Tribe, as a vassal of the Bird, is now fighting with the Knotted Chest Fall, so we really want to ......" (Note 1)

"Guanfang ......"

The elongated tone made Guan Fang's spine twitch for no reason, and when he turned his head, he saw Fuyu, who was still soft and weak and kind to talk in the last second, her round eyes had narrowed, and her red lips spit lightly, and he said something that made his heart tremble:

"It seems that I have been too kind in the past half month. Guanfang, come on, let's discuss. ”

"Poseidon! We still have half a month to go! Your deceased must be waiting for you in a hurry, I know a shortcut, I need to cross the Chishui! Now this season, the red water will rise in a few more days, let's hurry up! “

When Guan Fang heard this, he almost shook his head down, but fortunately, his brain turned quite quickly, and he instantly thought of the reason for the rise of the red water, and escaped the fate of "talking" with the sea god.

Joke! He will not forget the result of the last "consultation", after he was frightened and starved all night, he was wrapped in ice water by the smiling sea god below his neck and hung upside down all night!

If he hadn't practiced a good body by going south and north on weekdays, I'm afraid that his life would have been completely gone in just one night! He is a man who cherishes his life, and it is better to stay away from things that threaten the comfort of his life.

Although it is not a good choice to go to the feather tribe that is at war now, compared to the sea god who turned his face when he said that he would turn his face after getting up......

Guan Fang suddenly felt that what was the extermination of the Mengyan bird?! What is a winged bird?! If you don't know if this one is unhappy, he will have a roast bird for a meal......

"I'll tell you! Can't be too kind! Look! This guy just doesn't clean up! ”

The ink demon who returned to Fuyu's wrist had another chance to educate, and what he got was the silence of the other party as always.

Since that day, she had an idea and cheated out all of Guan Fang's plans, and Fuyu didn't say a word more.

The ink demon asked her to practice spells, and she practiced spells; Mo Xiaoyou asked her to hand over the initiative of her body, and she handed it over; Even if Mo Xiaoyou asked her to practice high-end mental methods, she didn't refuse. Obedient and well-behaved, like a rag doll without a soul.

However, the most terrifying thing is that Mo Xiaoyou can feel that Fuyu is not losing her temper with herself, but is really speechless.

I don't know if it's a complete disappointment in human nature, or if it's too much of a blow to her if she wants to cut her down and eradicate the roots.

In short, along the way, although she still maintains the previous gentleness and kindness on her face, she is undergoing earth-shaking changes on her inside.

Half a month passed quickly in the question of whether the ink demon was a possession threat or not. On this day, they finally approached the Yumin tribe.

The Yumin tribe is a vassal tribe of the winged bird, located in the southwest corner of the Great Wilderness, separated from the vassal tribe of the Mengni bird, the chest tribe.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the first generation of the Yumin tribe were the people of the winged birds who did not succeed in evolving, and later exchanged many women with the surrounding Sanmiao tribe and the fire-weary tribe, and then they lived together to form a tribe.

This tribe uses the winged bird as a totem, and the husband and wife pay attention to monogamy, if one dies, the other will never live alone.

Although their ancestors failed to evolve the winged bird, they still left behind the huge wings behind them, so that the clansmen of the Feather People tribe, except for foreign intermarriages, can hug each other and soar into the sky.

This legend is beautiful, but when Fuyu and Guan Fang are really "thrown" into the Yumin tribe, no matter how beautiful the legend is, it can't save them from becoming prisoners.

"Stay honest!" The people of the Feather Nation who threw them into the stone cave were fierce and vicious.

He stumbled across his chest and fell to the ground, just in time to hear the ink demon muttering:

"Isn't it a birdman...... Or a one-winged ......"