At this moment, an eagle's cry suddenly sounded behind the little furball and the two snakes, which startled the three demons. When the snake brother and sister looked back, the snake sister was scared and cried, and the snake brother stared at the demon angrily and scolded: "What are you going to do, don't you want to talk and count?" ”

The demon is the old black eagle, it smiled, took four steps, and said unhurriedly: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, when will I talk and not count?" You see I don't want to do anything to you, do I? Then it smiled at the little furball and said, "Yes, yes, you little thing is very interesting, it looks like you still have a little stuff in your stomach besides this cultivation path!" Cheng, don't you want to take a closer look at the Renyi Village, right, it's okay, go, I'll take you there! ”

Before the words fell, the black eagle kicked hard to the ground with both claws, and then spread his wings and flew up, the little hairball felt a tightness on his shoulders, and then his four legs also left the ground, "Mom, you're not here for real, I'm dizzy!" ”

The black old eagle grabbed the small hairball and flapped its wings a few times, soaring straight into the sky, and then suddenly spread its wings flat, and swooped down towards Renyi Village. The little hairball only felt that the wind was like a knife cut, blowing his face painfully, and he barely opened his eyes to see that Renyi Village was getting closer and closer.

Seeing that it was about to hit the shadow wall courtyard wall in Renyi Village, its heartbeat suddenly stopped, until the black old eagle turned sharply, and the body of the little hairball flew over the top of the shadow wall, and its heart began to beat again, again and again, heavy, as if eager to prove to its master that it was okay and not to be played to death.

The little hairball who returned to the soul scolded: "You bald-tailed dead sparrow, it's fake that you took me to find out closer, and it's true to take the opportunity to take revenge!" I still believe in you, even if I die under your claws now, the kings of the southern foothills will not know the truth, what a good calculation! ”

The old black eagle glanced down at it, "Your imagination is quite rich, if my master eagle wants to kill you, this little thing, will not have to work so hard to bring you out, and he will not use this kind of indiscriminate means to hide them from the dumb tiger, you underestimate me too much." Just you little coward, don't worry, even with my eyes closed, I know when to turn and when to rise, or believe us will do it again? ”

When the little furball heard this, he was stunned, and hurriedly pulled his neck and shouted again: "No! No! I was just joking with you, who made you usually keep a straight face and pretend to be deep! Seriously, I didn't see anything when I was flying so fast just now! "The old black eagle won't tease it anymore" Okay, I'll slow down this time, you can show me carefully!" ”

Near Renyi Village, the scale of the village is very large, there are estimated to be dozens of houses before and after, it seems to be arranged with Gen as the hexagram in the mountain, where is the array of eyes? Just as the little furball was carefully observing, the bandits patrolling the walled wall spotted them, and hurriedly rushed down the wall, and went to report. The rest of the bandits shouted as they fired their bows and arrows at the little furballs, "That golden-eyed black feather eagle is here again!" ”

Suddenly the pot exploded in the stockade, and there were arrows flying from the side of the small hairball, which was so frightened that it shouted above its head: "Hurry up, left, left, no, right, right, hey, you look at it, don't patronize yourself, and me......" I saw that the black old eagle was not moved by the shouting of the little hairball at all, and saw that the oncoming arrows were like nothing, and it was just moving leisurely, but every time it was able to avoid the attack, that self-respecting demeanor, that elegant action, I saw that the little hairball wanted to scold my mother, and I could pretend to be able to do it.

At this time, I saw a Taoist priest silently reciting the law, and then he flew straight into the air with a sword in front of him, flying straight towards the small hairball, so frightened that it hurriedly closed its eyes, "It's over, I will definitely not be able to dodge this time, let you pretend to be a dead bird, pity me for my delicate and frail, only the part of blocking the sword!" As he was thinking about it, the little furball felt his body rise rapidly, and when it barely opened its eyes, it found that the sword was a foot or two in front of it, within reach.

As soon as the black eagle's wings were retracted at this time, their bodies fell straight down again, and just as they were about to wipe their swords, the black eagle eagle beaked and held the sword in its mouth. And the sword seemed to be alive, desperately shaking in the mouth of the black old eagle, trying to break free.

It turned out that the Taoist priest was controlling the flying sword, only to see that there was a lot of green smoke coming out of his head, his palms were folded, and he was silently reciting the mantra, and his palms were constantly turning and changing different gestures, and from time to time he shot a law decision into the air, and every time the law was played, there would be an obscure symbol in the air out of thin air in the position of his palm, and then disappeared, and the sword in the mouth of the black eagle would tremble more and more.

And at this moment, the little hairball found that the golden light flashed in the eyes of the black eagle, and then he heard a "click", and then saw that the flying sword was bitten in half and fell to the ground, and then there was a miserable howl, and then the person who controlled the sword was half-kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, covering his chest with the other hand, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

The attack became more and more violent, and the little furball desperately shouted: "Let's go!" But the black old eagle didn't care, it seemed that the fight was not fierce enough, "What's the hurry, a good show is going to be staged!" As it spoke, a giant man stepped out of a small two-story building, stood in a huge circular pattern, and stepped on a large map of the starry sky.

I saw that his feet were spread out, his arms were stretched high into the sky, and then he screamed, and then he saw the blood flowing around him, and the muscles and blood vessels rolled out, and then the whole person rose more than a hundred feet on the ground, and his arms were spread out for seventy or eighty feet. At this time, the black old eagle was a little serious, and said to the little hairball: "We should go, this is the Fatian Troll." Little Furball "Mom" yelled, "Is this a person?" Isn't this the god descending from heaven! ”

At this time, the troll's left hand lifted a person from the ground, and then turned around, his right hand quickly stretched out and grabbed the black eagle, the black eagle saw this, and quickly turned over in the air, the troll's palm passed dangerously from the black eagle's abdomen, and the little hairball could feel that his fingertips were about to touch him, and he couldn't help but admire the black eagle, this reaction, this speed, it was really not covered!

The man holding up the troll's left hand lowered his head and silently recited the decision, suddenly raised his head and showed a strange smile to the golden-eyed black feather eagle, and then his palm flipped over, and a fireball flew towards the black eagle like a meteor. But the black eagle did not dodge or dodge, and met the fireball, and then threw its claws forward vigorously, throwing the small furball out.

The little furball rubbed his eyes vigorously, pinched himself again, looked at the scenery speeding around him, and felt the instantaneous relief on his shoulders, yes, he was abandoned by the battle!

No, it's not just abandoned, it's betrayal, my weak, thin, and pitiful body is used as a fireball, it must be like this, the little furball thinks of the truth, the little furball is angry, the little furball is helpless, the little furball is going to scold his mother, the little furball wants to cry without tears......

It's really a thoughtful and quick-witted little furball, just when its body was thrown away and was about to pass by the man who threw the fireball, an inopportune strange but practical idea broke into the little furball's head, "Let's have a good relationship first, if I get caught for a while, for the sake of my good attitude, maybe I can still get off lightly!" ”

So it seized this precious moment, desperately squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and waved at the man, "Hey! And the man only saw that the eagle seemed to throw something over, which made him subconsciously dodge and let the little furball pass. When he saw that it was a fox and was grinning and waving his claws, the other party petrified. What's going on?

But just like that, the little hairball hurt in the shoulder, and was caught again, and it looked up to see that it was the black eagle, only to see that it was grasping itself with one paw, and the other claw was grasping the person who threw the fireball. Yes, this can be regarded as fate, all of them are caught by this dead house sparrow, and now someone finally shares the taste of being scared, and the same is the end of the world, say hello. "Hey! Hello, my name is Little Furball! ”

Hey, why didn't the other party speak? Oh, by the way, maybe he doesn't understand the language of the beast. But why are these eyes stunned and a little stupid, frightened? Ah! It's not, it's the same as the first time I did, if you look at this dead finch, it will scare people, but not everyone has the guts of my little furball! Look at the people who scared people, the corners of their mouths were bleeding! Wait, wait, bloodshed, bloody? Oops, Mom! Why is there only one head left? The little hairball was so hung on all four legs that he kicked it, his eyes rolled and he was scared to death.

Breathe, take a deep breath, a strong smell of blood, and bring the little furball back to its senses. Mrs. is too violent! This dead finch is really a rough demon. Glancing at the head of the person opposite him boldly, when Little Furball looked at it fixedly, his expression seemed to be still stuck at the moment when Little Furball greeted him at the last wrong moment.

I didn't expect that I usually only felt that some of the tall black eagles still had such a spicy side, but what I didn't expect was that the next moment, its claws pinched gently, and the person's head "banged", and then, red and white, hot, sticky and greasy, steaming, sprayed the small hairball close at hand. "Gross", the little furball vomited......

The black eagle left the Fatian troll behind him, and wanted to fly past the oncoming wall. And the Fatian troll was willing to let go, and grabbed it with both hands, and at this time, there was a Taoist priest dressed as a person on the wall, and another sharp sword flew out. The remaining bandits on the side also desperately shot arrows at them, and the little hairball was already weak by this toss, only to be a bystander, and those who didn't know thought that it had already put life and death out of the stomach, so a general's style!

When he silently greeted the ninety-ninth time of the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the black old eagle in his heart, the body of the little hairball suddenly straightened up, and he was still trembling on the ground. It abruptly stopped its work of honoring the elders of the black eagle, and thought to itself, it's over, this time it must have been shot through by the dead farrow. But when it opened its eyes, it found that the black eagle's wings had disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a pair of transparent wings that were five or six times larger than the original.

With the flapping of these transparent wings, a hurricane blew from under its wings, making it almost difficult for the people on the wall to stabilize their figures. Just when the Taoist priest on the wall tried to control the flying sword again, and wanted to continue to attack the black eagle from behind, the black eagle leaned down and rushed down, and the eagle's beak pecked straight towards the Taoist priest, and the other party hurriedly squatted down, crossing his arms to protect the door, but just when everyone thought they were going to peck it, the black eagle flapped its wings and flashed over their heads.

With this series of actions, the bandits on both sides were fanned down the wall. The little hairball looked back, the Taoist priest who had escaped the catastrophe just now, just stood up, and was pierced by his own flying sword all of a sudden, and before he fell, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and then he also fell down the wall. There was another roar from behind.