To her great surprise, this macaw really had two brushes, and it was able to compete with the little nerves. Twenty minutes have passed, and the macaw can still perfectly resist the attack of the small nerves, and it is still able to fight back.

"Stupid bugs."

A disdainful voice came from Ye Luo's left shoulder.

Ye Luo turned his head and found the seeds of the Black Prison Demon Vine, since the little nerve cultivated and germinated the seeds of the Black Prison Demon Vine, the baby is like something, no matter where he goes, he has to hold it in his hand, he can't see it for a second, as long as the seed is in need, the little nerve will spit out the magic water for the seed to drink as soon as possible.

"Little girl, are you going to help it?" Ye Luo touched the small tentacle of the seed.

The seed enjoyed the master's touch very much, and narrowed his eyes pleasantly, and the two small tentacles writhed in the air like waves, but the words he said were unusually cold: "Leave it alone, stupid worm!"

Ye Luo: "......"

Well, it seems that the relationship between the little girl and the little nerve is not as good as she imagined.

"Woohoo! You actually pecked the eyes of the master, stinky bird, you foul! ”

In mid-air, a wail from a small nerve was heard.

"Whew! You have bad breath, foul foul! Don't spray strange smells of gas at the master! ”

In mid-air, the little nerve was already a little weak, one dragon claw covered his nose, and the other dragon claw covered his eyes, and his posture was a little funny.

"Damn retarded! You're just bad breath! Your whole family has bad breath! This big bird chews mint leaves every morning and evening to rinse his mouth so that it doesn't stink! The macaw blushed and had a thick neck, and it didn't fight anymore, and roared at the little nerves.

A physical assault turned into a physical assault.

The fight turned into a scolding.

Little nerve: "I%*&@#¥+&*#!"

Parrot: "Rely on @#¥%6&*~@#%'!"

The words of a dragon and a bird scolding each other became more and more unbearable, and Ye Luo was very speechless.

Little Nerve is her own pet in the end, and she has been with her for so long, no matter what, she still has to help.

Thinking of this, Ye Luo took out a golden sniper rifle. This is the golden god she specially made before entering the Cloud Fury Secret Realm, and it can only fire gold-based mad energy bullets. The range of the Golden God is a full two thousand meters, which is twice that of the Aurora!

And at this moment, the straight-line distance between her and the macaw on the ground is 1,903 meters.

Don't ask her how she measured it, her golden pupils are the most accurate scanners, perspective instruments, and measuring instruments, and she can report the exact number with just a glance.

Ye Luo raised the golden god and aimed at the macaw's head through the scope-

"Bang"

A golden light, like a comet, streaked across the sky and shot at the macaw's brain.

"Damn, retarded!"

In mid-air, there was a cry of the parrot, it was hit, and the golden feather on its forehead was swept away by the mad air bomb, and it directly became a bald top, "Who attacked this big bird?" Soul light! Whoa! The golden crown of this big bird's mighty and domineering! It's too much! ”

The macaw jumped like thunder, and it was beautiful, covering its bald head with two wings, with a sad and angry face, and tears were about to fall.

What's even more frustrating is that a pair of wings used to fly are used to cover up the ugliness, and the body brushes down, and finally "dong" fell to the ground, and his head hit a stone, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was dizzy.