In times of crisis, you thought of using a mesh hammock to form a protective net on the trunk of the tree to resist the crazy attacks of the old eagles.

The extremely ferocious old eagle pecked me all over my body to the point that I was covered in scaly wounds, which was unbearable to see.

Zha Ling'er wiped her tears and began to bandage my wounds, and I saw that she was sad, so I had to comfort her softly: "Although the blood is a little scary, it is only a flesh wound, and it is not in the way." ”

After many inverted bucket adventures, I have already practiced rough skin and thick flesh, and this skin trauma is nothing at all! When I first saw the fight, I had all kinds of tragic injuries such as broken ribs, injured leg bones, and Gu poison in my body. Compared with the past, this small skin trauma is indeed not worth mentioning.

However, I was covered in scarlet blood, and it did look a little shocking.

Zha Ling'er choked up and said to me, "What a trivial matter? How much blood is there on the body, enough to flow like this? ”

At this time, Zha Qiye, who was hiding under the same protective net as the two of us, laughed and teased Zha Ling'er and said, "Your own uncle is going to die, and you don't even look at it." Do you only have your Sven brother in your eyes? ”

Zha Ling'er didn't even raise her head, and continued to bandage my wounds, and after bandaging, she walked to Zha Qiye's side and began to bandage Zha Qiye's wounds. As a result, I don't know if she intended revenge or did it unintentionally, the attack was very heavy, and the seventh master grinned in pain and couldn't help but scream. And Zha Ling'er only then opened her mouth to answer Zha Qiye's words just now: "If you shout so loudly, you can't die at all." ”

Seventh Master Zha frowned and looked at me with a wry smile. An expression you understand, it's very funny.

I said in my heart: Fortunately, I have already indicated my emotional destination. If you don't put on this tricky little girl, you will really suffer in the future.

The teammates are not doing very well. Liushao was pecked out of one eye by a crow, and his mental condition was very sluggish. In this battle, except for Zha Ling'er, all the people in the team were seriously injured.

Zha Ling'er shuttled under several protective nets, examined and bandaged everyone's wounds, and then finally returned to my side and reported to me: "Except for Liushao's injuries, everyone is only suffering from skin injuries. It's hot now, though. The wound is in the damp and stuffy woods, and it is easy to get infected. ”

The old eagles still hovered in the woods, and everyone could not leave the woods at all, if it was night, the mosquitoes that followed the bloody smell would definitely suck us dry.

The plan to trap the eagle has not yet been implemented, and we have become caged birds. The flock did not attack at night, but launched a fierce attack in advance in broad daylight. I caught us off guard, and I had to admire that the old black owl was as smart as the guide you said. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as excellent strategists.

Don't be surprised or exaggerated at all. The reason why the old eagle flock attacks in bright daylight. It was the party that had been optimistic about us that had just arrived at a bare hill, surrounded by nothing but the small woods where we had taken refuge. There wasn't a single tree around. So I think the old eagles saw this opportunity. will start in advance during the day.

If this group of eagles has a leading bird, it is definitely a very outstanding strategist.

The protective net formed by the hammock is about to last long, and the hovering crow flock has stopped in the hammock and began to use its sharp beak to keep pecking the rope net, and it will not be long before the first layer of rope net will lose its protective ability.

At this moment, a dark gray crow suddenly flew down from mid-air, and when it landed on the branch, it shook its body violently, and immediately a lot of dust fell from its body, and then the gray eagle turned into a white crow. The white crow stood proudly on the branch, craned its neck, and barked strangely at the crows circling and attacking, as if to reprimand and give orders, and looked like a majestic general.

Hearing the chirping of the white crow, the black owls stopped tearing at the hammock and began to peck frantically at the hammock rope tied to the tree.

Although the body of the white crow is smaller than that of the black eagle, it stands on the high branches with a majestic spirit, commanding the battle of the black crow flock, just like the commander of the three armies supervising the battle.

I was completely stunned by the white crow, and I said to myself: How can there be such a clever bird in this world?

I thought of this white crow, who must have been learning to speak from time to time and scare us in the middle of the night. In order to hide in the dark night, it even covered its body with dust to camouflage, which shows the wisdom of the white crow, which can be described as extremely intelligent.

This white crow, I don't know if it is a variant or an alien, its IQ is obviously very high, and it is the head bird of this group of old eagles. Such a clever bird, now with a resolute attitude that is bound to catch us all, makes me feel very headache and hot hands. I wonder why it hates us so much, or is it so indignant because it has no affection for humanity itself?

The knots on the trunk of the tree, seeing that the catkins were flying wildly by the crows, at this time, Guide You actually said to me with fuel on fire: "The fierce old eagle will not give up the battle lightly." Sven Brother, you have to try your best to find a way to get out. ”

As soon as I heard that the burden fell on me again, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: I am not Zhuge Kongming, in this urgent situation, how can I quickly think of a solution!

Suddenly, I remembered that the way to drive away the baby-faced baby fish in the underground river was to use torches. This is a wood-lined forest, so you can make as many torches as you want, and they are durable to burn.

However, using fire in the woods is undoubtedly equivalent to playing with fire and immolating oneself. While it will succeed in driving away the crows, it will most likely burn us alive.

But there is no room to think about it so much at the moment, and immediately tell everyone to start making torches at once.

I know very well that driving away is only an expedient measure, and the best way to completely eradicate the attack of the crow flock is to capture the white crow, the first bird that gives the command, the so-called "shoot the man before the horse, and capture the thief before the king".

I told everyone what I thought, and the guide told him to do it, but he didn't think of a good way to capture it. It was because the white crow was so clever that it had to come up with a perfect plan to capture it at one time. If it weren't for the brilliant white crow, it would never give us a second chance.

As a result, just as we were meditating hard and discussing it in full swing, Duan Erye suddenly flashed under my protective net and reached out to hand the white crow in front of me.

My eyes were straight, and everyone was stunned. Duan Erye's ghostly method is really impressive, such a silent sneak attack like a killer, even the alert white crow, there is no way to dodge! I have to admire Duan Erye's ability to restrain his breath, and he has already practiced it to become an almost transparent person-like sense of existence, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

I looked at the white crow in Duan Erye's hand like a wooden chicken, unable to speak, and only took the white crow from his hand after a while.

The white crow's feathers are white and flawless, and its eyes are very beautiful vermilion, and its paws are cute pink. But its scarlet eyes were full of anger and arrogance, and its little paws kept struggling, and pecked my hand from time to time with its beak, looking very unconvinced.

I love and hate the white crow, I admire its intelligence, I hate it for being my enemy, and I look at it for a moment to be distracted.

When the fat man saw the white crow being captured, he immediately said to me, "Lao Zheng, what are you waiting for? Pinch it to death, or we'll be pecked to the bones by the crows in a few moments! ”

Since the white crow was captured, the crow swarm outside seemed to have exploded, and began to launch a crazy attack regardless of the qiē, and in an instant, the dead leaves on the ground were like flying butterflies, and they were flapped by the crows' wings and fluttered wildly, and some black-feathered crows slammed their bodies into the protective net formed by the hammock. The flock of crazy old eagles flapped their wings deafeningly, and no other sound could be heard from far or near.

Zha Ling'er, who was squatting beside me, suddenly snatched the white crow from my hand, turned his head, and said loudly to the fat man with an angry face: "How can you bear to kill this clever and beautiful bird." The matter of retreating from the enemy is wrapped up in me, and I am responsible for negotiating with it. ”

At this critical juncture of life and death, when I heard Zha Ling'er's absurd remarks that almost made people laugh off, I immediately felt that my head was big, and Zha Qiye in the distance was even more nervous and scolded Zha Ling'er and said, "Ling'er, don't mess around." ”

As a result, Zha Ling'er didn't pay attention to everyone's contempt at all, squatting on the ground, holding the white crow tightly with both hands, facing it on all sides.

The white crow was held tightly by Zha Ling'er, and I don't know if I felt that Zha Ling'er's little devil here was not simple, and began to be a little restless.

Seeing the white crow writhing and struggling in her hand, Zha Ling'er immediately scolded the white crow and said, "Be honest, don't move." I am a representative sent by our side, and I am here to negotiate with you, so please correct your attitude. ”

After Zha Ling'er finished speaking, the white crow really seemed to understand, and was not struggling. Zha Ling'er couldn't help but raise her little face very proudly, and after glancing at me, she continued to talk to the white crow, "You should be able to understand what I say, right?" You get your men out of here now, and I'll let you go. ”

After Zha Ling'er finished saying this, she didn't care whether the white crow understood or not, so she began to talk to herself, and explained to the white crow in a soft voice: "You must have misunderstood, we are not accomplices with those poachers, and we definitely have no intention of harming you." Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, how about we release our suspicions and shake hands and make peace? (To be continued......)