I was stunned when I heard this, looked at the crows on the roof and the walls, and couldn't help but drum in my heart, this matter is solved by me? How can I do that? Seriously, I don't think any of us can beat the raven, especially after the mad old man said that to me.

At this time, the crow looked even more confused, tilted his head at Xue Bing and said blankly, "Is Xu Ziling me?" I'm Xu Ziling? And who is the crow? Who are you? ”

As he spoke, he slapped his head with his left hand, shook his head and said, "Pain, pain, headache, I want to kill you, but I feel that something is wrong, why is this?" ”

The four of us showed stunned expressions together, I don't know if this crow is pretending, or if there is really something wrong with his head, but looking at his expression, it seems that he really doesn't know Xue Bing.

The crazy old man gave me a look, and I hurriedly closed my eyes and sensed that the crow on the corner of the roof was still the same as a crow, without the slightest difference, and there was no light, but I saw a black gas, entangled together, like a large glass cover, covering us in the middle.

And the man named Raven was just an ordinary man, without the slightest sign of demons and monsters, except that in his body, there was a black flame-like object, flowing from the heart to the limbs, and in addition, in the picture I received in my mind, his tattooed crow eyes were particularly bright, and other than that, there was nothing abnormal.

I opened my eyes and whispered everything I felt to the crazy old man, after I finished speaking, I obviously felt Ma Pingchuan's anger rise suddenly, the smell of blood was so strong that people couldn't breathe, the crazy old man stiffened, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you see clearly?" Look at it again. ”

I closed my eyes again, perceived carefully, and listened to Xue Bing in my ears: "Whether you are Xu Ziling or a crow, it completely depends on yourself, it doesn't matter who I am, I just want to know, how did you become what you are now?" You don't know how powerful a child is, how can you cultivate such an evil spell? ”

The crow stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and muttered to himself, "Am I a crow or Xu Ziling?" How did I end up like this? Can anyone tell me that? Who am I? How did it come to this? Who asked me to cultivate the spirit of a child? ”

I could feel that Xue Bing's eyes suddenly became focused, as if he was looking forward to something? Ma Pingchuan was also confused, as if he couldn't figure out what this crow was doing? The crazy old man suddenly showed a sly smile and said in a low voice: "This is very good, while this crow is delirious, everyone will shoot together and kill him." ”

Who knew that although the crazy old man's voice was small, as soon as the words came out, the crow turned his head suddenly, "croaked", glanced at the crazy old man and said: "You can't, although the abacus is good, but you can't pose any threat to me, only he is here to compete with me." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ma Pingchuan.

Ma Pingchuan just wanted to speak, but Xue Bing preemptively said: "Xu Ziling, I just want to ask you one thing, why did you break the contract in the first place?" ”

The crow tilted his head again, looked at Xue Bing, and said with that confused look on his face: "Breaking the promise? Who is Xu Ziling? Is it me? Who am I? Why did I break my promise? What promises to back? What covenant was broken? As he spoke, he slapped his head vigorously with his palm.

Ma Pingchuan touched his nose and snorted coldly: "What kind of moth are you pretending?" Do you want my men to show mercy? As soon as the words came out, the man had already rushed forward like a gust of wind, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, and with lightning speed, he slashed straight at the crow's head.

As soon as the sword light was light, I smelled a strong smell of blood permeating, and felt that a cold light was coming, and I couldn't help but be shocked, knowing that Ma Pingchuan was really murderous, I was behind him, I could still feel such a fierce murderous aura, and the crow standing opposite him could imagine the pressure he was under can be imagined.

But the crow didn't dodge, didn't even move, and at the moment when the long knife in Ma Pingchuan's hand was about to slash at his head, a pair of black wings behind him opened up and directly wrapped his whole body in it, like a huge black egg.

The long knife in Ma Pingchuan's hand slashed at the black giant egg, making a "bell" sound, but it didn't even leave a white mark.

Ma Pingchuan turned over in the air and landed firmly in front of me, the smell of blood on his body became even stronger, I could even feel it, Ma Pingchuan's whole person began to get excited.

The crow screamed again, a pair of huge black wings slowly put down, and said with a strange smile: "If you don't show your real skills, you can't kill me, like just now with only three percent of the force, even my bone wings can't be broken, don't blame me for not reminding you, next time I look down on me like this, I will pierce your chest with my wings." ”

Xue Bing's face was full of disappointment, and he said faintly: "Xu Ziling, why are you like this?" Can't you just stop it? Even if it's for me. ”

The crow was suddenly confused again, and tilted his head and said, "I'm Xu Ziling?" Why am I like this? Who are you? Why did I stop for you? ”

Ma Pingchuan would not let go of this opportunity, and suddenly his body suddenly burst up, twice as fast as before, and the long knife in his hand turned into a little cold, only like a crow's face stabbed.

Although I closed my eyes, but the movement around me was as if I saw it with my own eyes, as soon as I saw Ma Pingchuan's knife stabbed, I was immediately happy, to be honest, Ma Pingchuan beat me for seven or eight months, and I had never used such a sharp move, and I couldn't take it by myself.

At the same time, the crazy old man also made a move, and as soon as he made a move, it was a water column, and the water column turned into a water dragon in mid-air, roaring and galloping away, almost resisting Ma Pingchuan at the same time, and swooping down on the crows one after the other.

I like it even more, Ma Pingchuan and the crazy old man shot together, even if it was a stone, it had to be beaten into powder, not to mention that the crow was just a person.

Unfortunately, I'm not a crow, and I don't have wings like that.

Ma Pingchuan's knife light, the crow's wings have been stretched out again, protecting the crow in it, like a black egg, Ma Pingchuan stabbed it, and it was a "bell" sound, and he returned again in vain, and retreated in front of me.

The water seal used by the crazy old man swept directly over the black giant egg, and when it flew halfway, the crow suddenly stretched out his hand from its wings, grabbed the water dragon's waist, and gently held it, the water dragon broke into two, and it was obvious that the water seal did not cause any harm to the crow.

But when I stretched out the wings, I suddenly saw that at the root of the wings, there were two white stars, one on the left and one on the right, flashing in an instant, turning into seven white dots in an instant, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, moving from the root of the pair of wings to the edge of the wings, quickly circulating along the wings, and returning to the root of the wings.

At the same time, just as the black wings were stretching out, I noticed that the crow's ribs seemed to shrink back, and I don't know if I was wrong about my perception or if the crow was a little protective of the ribs.

At that moment, I said everything I felt without hesitation, Ma Pingchuan's whole person seemed to be burning, he reached out and touched his nose, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

The crazy old man sighed and said: "Sure enough, it's the wings of the bones, this kid Crow has gone mad, and he actually put such a cruel hand on himself, it's really incredible, I really can't figure out how he could bear it in the first place." ”

I listened with curiosity and couldn't help but ask, "What is a bone thorn?" ”

The crazy old man sighed again and said, "Bone wings are also a kind of evil magic, but they will not harm others, mainly themselves. First of all, you must remove two of your ribs, then cut the flesh of the shoulder blade, attach the ribs to the shoulder blade, and soak them in a special solution to make the ribs successfully transplanted. ”

"Then there will be many bifurcated small bone branches on those two ribs, and the process is very miserable, every inch grows, the person who receives the operation will experience a pain of opening the flesh, the light pain is so that he rolls on the ground, and in serious cases, he may even lose his life."

"It is not until the shape of the wings is formed that new flesh begins to grow, and at the same time, feathers like bird feathers grow on the flesh, and when the feathers mature, they become huge wings."

"A person with a bone thorn can fly with the power of wings, or he can use wings as a unique protection, as long as a person is in the bone thorn, no one can hurt him, and it can also be used as a weapon, and the power of each feather is no less than a knife."

"Moreover, every feather of the bone wings is as strong as a piece of iron, ordinary weapons can't hurt him at all, unless someone like you can find the weakness of this crow, and with Ma Pingchuan's speed, it is possible to break his bone wings."

I was stunned and said, "What is the weakness, I didn't find it?" ”

The crazy old man smiled: "You don't know about this kind of evil art, of course you won't know the weakness of the crow, and I can't explain it to you now." But a guy like Ma Pingchuan will definitely not let go of the crow, and the next time the crow stretches its wings, it will be his death day. ”

I glanced at Ma Pingchuan, Ma Pingchuan still had a cold expression, did not admit or deny, I was happy, as long as Ma Pingchuan can kill this crow who is not a ghost or a ghost, I still have great hopes, even if I continue to train for another seven or eight months at that time.

Unfortunately, as soon as the mad old man finished speaking, the crow turned his head violently, stared at Mr. Tree, and said, "Good idea, I would love to see who can break my child's spirit." ”