Chapter 125: Mermaid Patriarch, Difficult to Break Down (61)

Yu Yi flapped his wings to follow, but provoked Xiang Liu to move forward more urgently - the hydra and Luan Niao are natural mortal enemies, and Xiang Liu believes that the other party is coming at him!

A bird and a snake, chasing and running, the journey from the quarry on the mountain to the big stone house in Kanghui originally took half an hour, but it was completed by Xiangliu in just one stick of incense.

"Big Brother......

Fuyu stood beside Kang Hui and shouted in vain, but only saw the back of Xiangliu hurrying away.

"Nier, turtle urgent!"

"Kang Hui, that Luan bird is here to find me!" Facing Kang Hui, Fuyu finally said what she hadn't finished speaking.

Kang Hui heard this, but laughed out loud:

"I knew it! Neither brother nor sister is that fuel-efficient lamp! Let's go! I'm going to take a look! ”

After speaking, he pulled Fuyu out of the stone house and faced the "common enemy" with his eldest brother.

The ink demon hidden on Fuyu's wrist was also a little dumbfounded at this time - although she didn't like the ghost of the hole bird all the time, there was no need to go against him, right? If this is to go back to the demon world...... He remembered the ......

Mo Xiaoyou gave a cold hud for no reason, "Xiao Yu'er, why don't we both withdraw first?" Your eldest brother alone should be on par with Yu Yidou......"

"God...... I don't want to be on the opposite side of your old friend, but the eldest brother is more important to me. ”

…… When the child is older, the idea is right...... The ink demon sighed.

As soon as Fuyu followed Kang Hui outside the tribe, she saw that the fire of the prairie had steamed the Yellow River flowing in front of the tribe into a "warm mist", and the ink demon instantly thought of the sauna of the previous world......

"Birds! Dry rack is dry frame! What are you doing with this water! (The bird!) If you want to fight, you fight, why are you splashing water here if you have nothing to do? )

As soon as Kang replied, the banks of the river were quiet. Even the green flames around Yu Yi shrank significantly.

"Daddy ......" covered his face: his father was good at everything, but his voice was a little louder, his temperament was a little straighter, and he couldn't distinguish the occasion a little......

With Kang Hui's mixing, the original tense atmosphere suddenly seemed to be like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, pouring thousands of miles.

As soon as Mo Xiaoyou's heart breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Yu Yi's wings fluttering a few times, and after raising his figure, he swooped down towards Fuyu's place.

"Young Patriarch of the Feather People! What do you want to do?! “

Fuyu didn't hide behind anyone this time, and saw that Yuyi actually changed direction from the air and rushed straight towards her.

She didn't show weakness, her fingers bloomed like flowers, completely inheriting the appearance of the ink demon when she knotted her handprint.

Seeing the movements of her hands, Yu Yi was inexplicably stunned, but the familiar movements were controlled by another person in her memory......

This sudden flash of memory made his incomprehension deeper:

The other party is obviously a fish girl, why does she have the breath of a bird?! Obviously, he has had a few encounters with him, why did he involuntarily follow her and abandon his family?

These questions quickly passed through his mind, but they still delayed him for a moment, and in just a moment, the ice edge in Fuyu's hand had already condensed and flung out, heading straight for his face.

Yu Yi didn't expect that the object he wanted to "save" would actually attack him, and it was already a little late when he wanted to dodge.

A cold edge of ice ran across his cheek, sending a cold tingle.

Yu Yi never thought that he would be disfigured by Fuyu's hands.

Kongniao, a loyal member of the Appearance Association, "Beauty is bigger than the sky:" The nature was instantly lived, and the moment he got angry, he slapped Fuyu's shoulder with a palm without thinking.