"Hey, human, what do you see, I've never seen such a handsome parrot!"

The giant macaw on the roof, seeing that Chen Mo had been looking at it curiously, walked back and forth and flapped its wings a few times, and then said very shamelessly.

Chen Mo: "......"

"Damn, this big macaw seems to be really very intelligent!"

Chen Mo muttered, and then suddenly jumped up, the roof of the wing where the macaw landed was only more than three meters high, and Chen Mo has not fallen these days, and it is easy to jump two meters high, coupled with his own height and nerve reaction speed, before the macatoo had time to flap its wings and escape, Chen Mo had already grabbed the two claws of the adamantium.

In order to prevent himself from being pecked, Chen Mo pinched the head of the adamantium macaw with his other hand.

"Hehe, a stinky bird dares to talk to Uncle Ben like this, does he want to be knocked out of the skull!" Chen Mo said as he frightened the Donny Kong.

At this time, after the macaro was caught by him, Chen Mo was able to perceive the blood of this macaro more carefully, he was really curious about why this macaro had such a high IQ.

Although it is not strange that parrots can speak, recite Tang poems, and do arithmetic, it is not strange that they can be like this big macaw, smart enough to talk to people casually...

"Ga~, let go of me, human boy! Let go of Hua Ye! Hua Ye, I'm going to be angry!"

"Ga~!"

After the giant macaw was caught by Chen Mo coldly, it began to struggle to the death, but no matter how smart it was, where could it break free from Chen Mo's shackles, this macaw began to scold the street.

"Human boy, it's scary when I'm angry! If you don't want to die, let go of Hua Ye!"

"Human, I warn you, I know a lot of cattle, if you..."

"I know your sister!" Chen Mo tapped the adamantine macaw's head with his right index finger, which was pinching the jackie macaro's head.

This wilted stinky bird actually knows how to move backstage?

But regardless of whether this stinky bird is deliberately bluffing or not, it shows that this macaw is really very intelligent!

"Ahh

After being knocked on the head by Chen Mo, seeing that it was useless to intimidate Chen Mo, the wilted macaroo began to howl with a broken gong throat.

Originally, this bird has a very loud voice, and this macaw is definitely the middle and high bird, and it howls with its throat...

Chen Mo just wanted to perceive it up close, to see if this wilted macaw had opened the spirit bird of the spirit, generally if the spirit had been opened, the power of the macaw's qi and blood would soar, but after Chen Mo perceived, he found that although the qi and blood of this macaro were not weak, there was nothing too strange about it?

After being buzzed by the broken bird's voice, Chen Mo threw his hands and let go of the big macaw.

"Help! Someone is going to kill a bird... Hey, Hua Ye, I'm free? Hahaha! Human boy, you give Hua Ye and I'll wait, Hua Ye, I'll come back again~"

Suddenly thrown up by Chen Mo, the Donkey Kong was obviously startled, and its cries began to take the trilling route, but the next moment he found that he 'broke free' from Chen Mo's restraints, well! In this Donny Macaw's head, this was not put by Chen Mo, but it was a shock to its flower and bird's body, and it 'broke free' from Chen Mo's restraints!

The Donkey Kongs flew directly to the old high, and after feeling that Chen Mo shouldn't be able to jump so high, the Donkey Kongs shouted that he would kill it back, and with a flap of its wings, it fled in a puff of smoke...

Chen Mo: "......"

"Little one, how did you catch that rotten stinky bird before?"

Chen Mo didn't bother to bother with the wilted parrot that could only scream, and after seeing the Donkey Kong parrot fly away, Chen Mo took the little guy who had been watching the play back to the house, and asked as he walked.

......

"What, Brother Pei, you said that Chen Mo might be a martial arts master?"

After Jiang Chengyu and the others left the old house, because Pei Yundong was there, Jiang Chengyu naturally wanted to do his best to be a landlord, so he arranged for Boss Man and Sun Meng to get on the company's car and leave first, and Jiang Chengyu got into Jiang Xiaochi's car.

On the way back to Jiangzhou, Jiang Chengyu, who was sitting in the back row, was obviously taken aback after listening to some of Pei Yundong's comments on Chen Mo.

Although after today's big pearls, good tea, and learning that the ornamental arowana bought by his younger brother was also from Chen Mo, Jiang Chengyu was already curious about Chen Mo, but what she never expected was... Chen Mo is actually still a martial arts cultivator?

Is Chen Mo so powerful? Jiang Chengyu was undoubtedly more curious about Chen Mo...

"Yes! and... Mr. Chen's cultivation should already be very high! In short, I can't see through him. Pei Yundong sat in the co-pilot and said.

Thinking of the feeling that Chen Mo gave himself before... That faintly terrible feeling...

After hearing Pei Yundong's evaluation of Chen Mo, Jiang Xiaochi's hand holding the steering wheel was almost unsteady.

This world is actually very complicated, and outside the circle where ordinary people live, there are all kinds of circles that are not known to ordinary people.

As members of the Jiang family, Jiang Chengyu's two sisters and brothers can understand more information about the 'real world' than ordinary people.

For example, 'martial arts practitioners'.

This is not talking about those ordinary martial arts practitioners who have attended sports schools and martial arts schools, but real martial arts practitioners!

Martial arts refining and cultivation has been passed down since ancient times!

In fact, there are people who have cultivated martial arts in this world! It is said that those old guys who have attained great success in the field of martial arts can not be afraid of the threat of ordinary firearms with only their physical strength! Even under the small-caliber artillery, although they can't be stopped, if they want to escape, they still have no problem.

Although with the rapid development of science and technology and the development of various weapons of mass destruction, the peak era of martial arts cultivators has passed, martial arts practitioners are still the existence of the major families as guests today.

For example, the Pei family in Yunzhou, Pei Yundong's family is a martial arts family, and the current head of the Pei family, Pei Jiye, is said to be an old-timer in the martial arts cultivation world, don't look at the head of the Pei family is already seventy or eighty years old, but a martial arts cultivator...

It's just that martial arts cultivation is too difficult and too difficult, except for those secret martial arts Xuangong, even the 'resources' of cultivation are not affordable for ordinary people! Poor literature and rich martial arts have existed since ancient times, and it is really difficult and difficult to cultivate a martial arts master, and martial arts cultivation also needs to have enough talent!

Jiang Chengyu never thought that Chen Mo was actually a master of martial arts, and listening to Pei Yundong's analysis, he couldn't see through Chen Mo's depth...

In that case...

In the old house, Chen Mo didn't know what Pei Yundong said about himself after Jiang Chengyu and the others left, and after taking the little guy back to the house, Chen Mo asked how the little guy subdued the wilted macaroo~

You know, the little guy has just awakened the power of the god of flowers, and it hasn't been long ha...

......

"I don't know what good things I can catch today, this feeling of anticipation is really like a cat scratching!"

It was already the next morning.

After Chen Mo finished his morning practice, he started a new day of fishing as usual.

For him, daily fishing is a must-see, even if he doesn't catch anything in the end.

This is an opportunity that belongs to him alone! How could Chen Mo let it go so easily?

On a bloody battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, countless dead soldiers were filled with swords and arrows, some soldiers who were lucky enough to be seriously injured and not killed were groaning, and those fallen horses were also stuck with arrows or spears of varying numbers...

This is a premeditated ambush battle, an outnumbered 'encounter' in which the Korean and Chinese tigers will be betrayed by the Shechen clique of the marching route!

The Great War has just ended... It ended with 350,000 bloody barbarian troops slaughtering 50,000 soldiers of the Dachang Huwei Army...

"Drive, general, go away! We will block the enemy for the general!"

On a dangerous mountain road with steep mountains, the 'defeated soldiers' of the Huwei Army, a daring soldier belonging to the Dachang Kingdom, are fleeing.

"No, we're going to die, we're going to die together! It's all over, our 50,000 brothers in the Huwei Army are all in one battle..."

"That's not the general's fault! The general should go away! As long as the general can go back to the imperial city to meet His Majesty, our dead brothers will not die in vain! Otherwise, the brothers will die blindly, General!"

"Yes, General, let's go, General! Only if you can go back alive, General, can the grievances of our brothers be revealed!"

"General!"

Less than ten miles behind, the iron cavalry of the Fishy Barbarian Clan had already caught up with him...