The chirping of the rock eagle in the air became more and more urgent, and the speed of the dive and hovering became slower and slower. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is obviously fighting for too long and exerting great physical strength, and now he is entangled in the snake body and his feet can't get out, he is anxious and angry, and he is exhausted under the strength of struggling to break free.

As expected, with a long mournful roar, the rock eagle swooped down from the sky with a big snake, like a meteor slipping, and slammed into the oblique stone wall, with a muffled sound of "bang", an eagle and a snake hit the stone wall, and then bounced off a little, and fell to the rock with a "poof".

The bloody rock eagle is dead, but it is still clutching Haqibi's body under its claws. Haqibi actually fell to death, and he had already let go of his entwined body, squirming weakly under his claws.

I was completely blown away. The proud rock eagle deserves to be the king of the air, and he chose such a heroic act to die together, which made me not come back to my senses for a while.

Just when I was stunned, the last rooster snake on the rock pounced like an arrow on the rock eagle that rolled down under the stone wall, and at the same time, the big yellow and little yellow that were lying at my feet also rushed out like lightning and pounced straight towards the rooster snake.

I came back to my senses, was taken aback, shouted "big rhubarb and little yellow", and hurriedly chased after me with a firewood knife in my hand.

Although the rock eagle died, the snake still did not let go, and the big mouth was about to bite or eat, and after sensing the danger, it turned around. At this time, the rhubarb and the yellow are rushing one after the other, the rhubarb is in front, when the big snake devours, the little yellow rushes up from behind and grabs and bites on it, and when the big snake gives up the rhubarb and turns to eat, it has jumped away agilely, and the rhubarb is lightning like a bully to advance, take the time to take a bite, and then quickly dodge away.

In this way, you come and go, you advance and I retreat, Rhubarb and Xiao Huang cooperate with each other, and after a while, the chicken snake is covered in scaly wounds, becoming the end of a strong crossbow, struggling to escape.

I was dumbfounded, two weasels that have not yet reached adulthood are so powerful, how can they pay it back when they become adults? But that's fine, so I don't have to worry about them.

The two little ones are "squeaking" excitedly, how can they allow the chicken snake to escape? Seeing a gap, Rhubarb flew over, biting its seven inches, and then a pair of short legs were tightly clamped up. Xiao Huang slowed down a little, but unexpectedly, the big snake's body turned over, and quickly rolled around the big rhubarb's body, and a snake and a mouse rolled together.

This situation is like the snake and the rock eagle just now, and if you don't get it right, it will be a lose-lose ending and end up together.

The weasel is extremely flexible, and its body is as soft as a bone, and it can enter and exit a small burrow. Helplessly, the chicken male snake knew that his life was in danger, and he was dying and struggling, desperately tightening his body, and tightly clamping the rhubarb in the middle, so that it could not get out. Even if Xiao Huang tore and gnawed on it, he didn't relax.

Xiao Huang couldn't control the big snake, so he was so anxious that he "squeaked" and screamed. I must be a god, swing the knife to cut a small tree pole, leaving the branch at the front end, so that it is like a fork in the shape of a "Ya", hurried over, looked at a fork to catch the snake's head, waved the firewood knife, and cut it down with a "whew". With the sound of the knife hitting the rock, the ugly triangular tip with sarcoma was cut off, and the snake froze up, and a stream of fishy black blood sprayed impartially on my face, and most of it sprayed into my wide open mouth. I was caught off guard, and before I could react, I was suffocating my breath, and all the blood in my mouth had already gotten into my stomach.

At the same time, the headless snake's body fell to the ground, and then it spread out softly, and the rhubarb was freed.

The two little ones pounced on the wound of the severed snake body, greedily sucking the black blood bubbling out of the snake.

Looking at the headless snake body that was still twitching weakly, thinking of the blood I swallowed, I couldn't help but feel nauseous, turned my head, squatted on the side and desperately tried to spit it out, but except for retching, spitting saliva all over the ground, the swallowed snake blood did not spit out at all. I gave up, reached out and wiped it on my face, and walked over to the corpse of the rock eagle that had crashed into the rock.

I didn't think the rock eagle was big from a distance, but now when I looked closely, it was actually not small, a single wing was more than two feet long, the legs like steel pillars were quite thick, the sharp claws were completely embedded in the body of the dead snake, the head had been completely shattered, and the flesh and blood were blurred and could not be distinguished.

This is a valiant rock eagle, and infinite respect rises in my heart. We can't let such a fierce blue sky hero be torn and eaten by other wild creatures. I decided to bury it on a side slope.

I used a firewood knife to cut off the dead snake under its claws, carried it to the slope, chose a sunny place, cleared the bushes and firewood with a firewood knife, dug for a while, made a small pit more than a foot deep, carefully put it in and buried it, and finally I was still unsatisfied, picked up a one-foot-square stone and stood on the mound, and used small stones to carve out the "Tomb of the Hero Rock Eagle" several big characters on it.

At this time, the two little weasels were full of food and drink, and slipped over and "squeaked", trying to correct the blood they had just sucked and chewed meat, and I couldn't stop being nauseous and retched a few times. Afraid that they would rub against me, I hurriedly stood up. But the little one seemed to know that I would dislike it, and stopped a few steps away from me, looked at me with small round eyes, turned and walked towards the stone wall.

I wondered in my heart, what is the little guy doing? I followed, and saw them go up the steep stone wall, their bodies unusually dexterous, and in the blink of an eye they were halfway up and stopped.

I stood at the bottom of the cliff, looking up at what looked like a small platform, with a few small shrubs and firewood growing in the crevices of the stones, and two little ones were lying on it, with their pointed heads poking out, and looked at me, and then shrank and disappeared.

Suddenly, there was a sharp and crisp chirp from above, and then a large bird with thin feathers fell from above, clumsily flapping its fleshy wings in the air? Stumbling towards me. I subconsciously threw away the stick and the knife in my hand, stretched out my hands, and took it right at once.

This is a young eagle, with a curved beak and sharp claws, the tender yellow fetal hair has almost faded, but the new feathers have not yet grown, and the two cuts on the back are bleeding out, presumably scratched by the two weasels, I don't know if the mouth is deep, whether it hurts the internal organs.

Before I could take a closer look, two more eagles fell from it and fell to the ground, and their flesh and blood were already dead. I looked up, and Big Yellow and Little Yellow were looking down. Seeing that I was holding the eagle in my hand, I slipped down from the stone wall one after the other, and jumped up to pounce on the eagle in my hand.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly raised my hand and shouted, "Big rhubarb and little yellow!" What are you going to do? ”

The two little ones crouched on the rocks in front of me, their black eyes wide, their pubescent hairs on their necks, ready to pounce.

My mind flickered and it dawned on me. The rock eagle is their natural enemy, no wonder they have to go up to the eagle's nest to kill them all when they see the big rock eagle die.

I turned around and pressed the wound on the eaglet's back with my hand, and the bleeding stopped after a while, and I guess the wound was not deep, and the injury was not serious. I held it, and it squeezed hard into my arms, chirping with sadness (how I felt at the time). Just like when I saw two little weasels, I immediately moved my heart to hide. This is the only offspring of the heroic rock eagle just now, and I can't bear to be brutally killed by the rhubarb, so I have an idea to take it back and feed it, so that it can become a hero like its father or mother in the future.

I took the eagle in my arms, turned to Rhubarb and said, "Your father was also killed in the battle with the snake, and so did his father or mother, I will take it back to raise it, and I am not allowed to hurt it again in the future, do you know?" ”

Of course, Rhubarb and Little Yellow didn't understand me, they only stared at the young eagle in my arms. I leaned over and picked up the firewood knives and said to them, "Let's go, let's go back, my sister must be in a hurry." ”

I turned around the disgusting snake corpses on the rocks and walked back, the two little ones "squeaked", as if a little reluctantly, until I entered the forest, they followed, at this moment, I suddenly felt a cold attack on the body, I suddenly slid around, and saw the two little ones rushing towards a cloud of yellow light, my heart was shocked: mandrill! The mandrill that I and the drunkard couldn't find in this blue sky and white day dared to come and attack me?

With all my thoughts in mind, I put my fingers together, made a fire and thunder trick, and shouted: "The evil beast is gone!" He waved his hand and slapped it out.

I saw that the yellow shadow flashed and disappeared, and I don't know if it hit, the big yellow and the little yellow "snorted" and ran to the tree, and slipped down after a while.

I was powerless and unprepared. The mandrill has escaped, and it is difficult to find it for a while. I thought I had to go back to the village and discuss it with the drunkard again.

My sister was really anxious, and I heard her cry below from a long distance, and I hurriedly responded loudly, washed the blood on my face with the mountain water on the rock, and quickly returned to the edge of the small pool.

Two weasels slipped into the mountains and forests on the Eagle Rock, my sister didn't see them, but found the blood on my body and the eagle in her arms, I couldn't help but be scared and curious, and asked the east and west, I knew that she was timid, so I lied and said that she was caught in the tree, and the blood was stained with the eagle's wound. Looking at the bloodstained wound on the eaglet's back, she was not suspicious.

Tongzi has been picked up by her, two baskets and a bag, estimated to be a hundred catties, I cut a stick, my sister picked a basket and a bag, I carried a basket, carrying a bamboo pole and holding the eagle home.