"I cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, and I am slightly inferior to the literary talents; the Tang Dynasty and the Song Ancestors are slightly inferior to the coquettish. M. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle!

Bold and wicked, dare to break into the Heavenly Desolate City unscrupulously in front of the poor monks, and you will be killed here today!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Fen let out a loud shout, and then shot out the Zen staff in his hand.

When everyone was still in a state of confusion, they only heard a sound of breaking the air, and the subsequent scene suddenly made them dumbfounded.

"Boom!"

I saw that the bird was shot down at this moment, causing the earth to tremble violently.

Who could have thought of such a thing in advance?

In mid-air, the bird that was originally flying well was about to fly back to the city, and the food and sweet spring were about to reach their mouths, but at this time an accident happened.

I was shot down by someone else in front of my house, which is a great shame!

How so?

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, looking incredulous, looking at the scene happening in front of them, Mo Zhifeng couldn't figure it out, even those people behind him couldn't figure it out, why did the master who was so good do this?

Is it really jealousy?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Everything must have a cause and then an effect, and there must be an ulterior purpose before doing something again, so what is the purpose of the master?

At this moment, Qin Fen stood there quietly with his eyes closed, his expressionless face suddenly caused everyone to be even more puzzled.

What does it mean for you to stand so quietly here, how many words!

Pretending to be forced is pretending to be forced, but what do you mean by doing this?

"Master...."

After Mo Zhifeng's words were finished, he saw Qin Fen waving his hand towards them at this moment, and his every move was full of pretending to be forced, which made people even more confused.

What is he doing here?

At this time, Qin Fen's figure moved, and suddenly there were illusory but somewhat condensed figures, leaving countless figures of him along the way.

Soon, he came to the place where the bird fell, and just when everyone was confused, Qin Fen moved again!

The next scene completely refreshed their worldview!

Vaguely visible from a distance, Qin Fen threw aside the man who had passed out on the blue bird, and then took out a pile of firewood and slowly put it on the ground.

Just when they suddenly realized that something was wrong, they saw a flash of fire suddenly appear in front of Qin Fen.

It's going to be a barbecue!

The faces of the people in the distance suddenly changed greatly, and they immediately shouted anxiously: "Master, be merciful!"

But this distance is too far away, and this voice fell on Qin Fen's ears: "Master, leave me a hand!"

Qin Fen immediately responded to them by making an 'OK' gesture.

But then again, you are quite good at eating, and you know that these wings are the essence of a bird, and there are only two of them, which makes them even more precious.

Alas!

But Master Ben is really a good person, so I'll give it to you!

I just ate the meal here, so I don't miss the rest of the time, for your sake!

Thinking of this, Qin Fen immediately began to deal with the blue bird, and with every rhythm of his hand, a large handful of feathers fell.

"Squeak!"

Such a rough technique immediately woke the blue bird from its coma.

As soon as I saw it, a handsome and extraordinary monk in front of me was plucking his feathers with an obscene face!

Seeing a lot of feathers falling to the ground, the blue bird suddenly felt heartache, and even included Qin Fen in the must-kill list in his heart, and the incomparable resentment poured into his heart.

You must know that as a bird family, every intelligent bird and beast must attach great importance to their feathers, this is not only the feather is so simple, but also the dignity of being a bird, which is absolutely not allowed to be trampled on by others, if you meet such a person, even if you can't stop it, you will definitely secretly bury a mark, so that this person falls into the endless pursuit of birds!

"Chirp!"

The blue bird immediately endured the pain in his heart and pecked at Qin Fen.

But how could such a soft attack be useful to Qin Fen?

Immediately, Qin Fen's figure flashed, and he came behind the blue bird, and then grabbed its neck, and then no matter how much it struggled, he just didn't let go, but said with words: "Bird, bird! The poor monk knows that you are the one who wants to attack the Heavenly Desolate City, rest assured, even if the poor monk dies, he will definitely not let you go if he is pecked to death by you from here!"

After that, Qin Fen stretched out a hand, and secretly operated a spiritual power attached to the back of his hand, and at this moment, he knocked on the back of the blue bird's head, and vaguely heard a dull sound, and the blue bird passed out again!

"Amitabha, good and good! The poor monk will take good care of your corpse, rest assured that the poor monk has always eaten lightly, and he will definitely put less chili peppers!"

After that, Qin Fen continued to pull up the feathers of the blue bird, but after a while, a hill of feathers was piled up on the ground, under the sun, not to mention, it was really beautiful to look at!

Just as he was about to take the next step, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Master, keep the birds under you!"

"Huh?"

Qin Fen turned his head, looked at the people behind him with a puzzled expression, grinned with big white teeth, and asked curiously: "Donor, what does this mean? ”

As soon as the words fell, he shook the blue bird in his hand by the way, and there was an innocent look in his eyes.

"it!"

"it!"

"it!"

When they saw the image of the blue bird at this moment, everyone present spit out three tone words in a row, and the scene fell into an embarrassing realm for a while.

"This ..... This is Qingluan.... My lord?"

Mo Zhifeng stretched out a finger and trembled at Qingluan, who had been stripped of his feathers in front of him, and asked in disbelief.

"Huh, Qingluan, this thing... Ahem, this demon turned out to be called Qingluan, no wonder, this feather is so strong, it took a lot of strength from the poor monk to pluck out its feathers!"

Qin Fen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with some weakness.

"You.... What are you doing here?"

Mo Zhifeng suddenly pointed his finger at Qin Fen, his face flushed, and he shouted angrily.

This frightened Qin Fen, and immediately jumped to the side, patted his chest, and whispered: "Didn't you say you wanted a wing?

Your sister's!

Mo Zhifeng almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, when are we going to have wings, that... That's to make your men merciful!

Call!

Since all the birds are like this, what about the people?

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