Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Black Vulture

From the vast and boundless sky, a chicken suddenly flew in.

That's right, it's definitely a chicken, and it's a chicken that hasn't even grown its hair.

It flapped its wings leisurely in the air, though the feathers on those wings were sporadic and doubtful that they would be able to sustain it in the sky. But as a result, it flew well in the sky like this.

Although He Yiming has experienced a lot of things in this short period of more than twenty years, he has also seen many powerful spirit beasts, fierce beasts and monsters.

Whether it's the dragon snake on the Devil's Cry Ridge, or the sea monster in the open sea, or even the unicorn beast that died in the land of reincarnation. He Yiming, a powerful creature of all these things, had seen it with his own eyes.

However, compared to these creatures, this creature that flew in the sky like a native chicken surprised him even more.

"Quack ......"

A strange cry came from the mouth of the chicken, and there was a taste of joy in the sound. Then, its wings snapped back and slammed down like a meteor cannonball.

At this moment, He Yiming is not only staring round, but even his mouth is open enough.

This flying chicken is actually coming for Chu Haozhou, and from its incessant chirping, we can know that it is very, very happy at the moment!

At this moment, He Yiming even had a strange feeling.

This ** chicken actually regarded Chu Haozhou as its parents.

Chu Haozhou frowned, he stretched out his hand and pulled, and the chicken was suddenly photographed by him to his chest. Just looking at his skillful movements, He Yiming knew that it was definitely not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

His eyes stayed on the ** chicken's body for a moment, as if he felt He Yiming's gaze, and the ** chicken turned his head on Chu Haozhou's chest and looked at He Yiming with a rather unkind gaze.

In this gaze, He Yiming could even see a faint hint of provocation.

Such a young life can have such a powerful blood, I really don't know whether to call it incompetent or praise its indomitable will.

At this point, it is a matter of opinion.

"Brother Chu, what is this...... Spirit beast?" He Yiming asked in surprise.

Although this chicken is indeed a little smaller, it has a unique aura of spirit beasts on its body, which is definitely not wrong.

Chu Haozhou smiled slightly and said, "Brother He, how do you feel about yourself?"

He Yiming's curiosity was aroused, and he sensed it seriously for a moment, and the expression on his face became more and more suspicious.

In this clearly young life, he actually felt a little breath of the treasure pig and the thunder and lightning of the white horse. Although this aura is not strong, it does exist.

Of course, in addition to these two breaths, there is also a strange aura. This breath gave him a rather peculiar feeling, as if he had felt it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw the smiling expression on Chu Haozhou's face, he had an idea, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "Black vulture?"

Chu Haozhou laughed loudly and said, "Brother, you finally remembered." ”

The expression on He Yiming's face became more and more strange, and he didn't even know what to say.

On a desert island, after the White Horse Thunderbolt killed the Black Vulture King, He Yiming found an egg of the Black Vulture King in its stomach.

According to He Yiming's thoughts, this egg is estimated to not live long. In that case, why don't you make a barbecue and eat it?

But in the end, the egg was begged for by the treasure pig, and I don't know what it did to the egg, so that the life force in the egg gradually increased.

However, for He Yiming, who has a white horse thunderbolt, he doesn't care about this egg.

The eggs of the Black Vulture King may not be able to hatch smoothly, and even if they are successfully hatched, they will definitely not be the enemy of the white horse.

Since this is the case, He Yiming naturally won't look at it. So he handed over the eggs to Hundred and Eight, and left them to take care of them, and never cared about it again.

But he never thought that now in front of him, this egg really hatched a young chick-like spirit beast, and looking at the appearance of this spirit beast, it seems that he gets along quite well with Chu Haozhou.

"Brother, when did this little guy hatch. He Yiming asked curiously.

"Naturally, it's in Hejiazhuang. Chu Haozhou gently patted the chick twice, making it turn its head and not confront He Yiming: "Since you left, I found that the life force in the egg seems to have reached a peak, so I caught an old hen, but I didn't expect it to hatch successfully." ”

He Yiming was dumbfounded, he finally knew that there would be such a strange thing happening in this world.

An ordinary hen actually hatched the eggs of the holy beast Black Vulture King. If this matter is spread outside, it is estimated that there are only a handful of people who really believe it.

"Quack...... Quack...... "The little black vulture screamed a few times in Chu Haozhou's arms.

Chu Haozhou was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you wait, I'll come when I go." He shook his figure, and in an instant he disappeared with the little black vulture in his arms.

He Yiming was surprised and asked, "What is he going to do?"

"He hunted and fed the little black vultures. One hundred and eight said in a deep voice.

He Yiming's face was incredulous, and he said, "Brother Bai, how did it become like this? ”

One hundred and eight's face was expressionless, but his tone had an extremely slight fluctuation: "The first thing the little black vulture saw after it was born was Chu Haozhou, so he regarded him as the closest person. In Hejiazhuang, it does not eat anyone's feedings except for Chuhaozhou. This time he may be hungry, so he flew over to him. ”

"Hungry, flying here?" He Yiming looked up at the sky, feeling more and more that there were indeed no surprises in this world.

It's amazing that the little guy, who is only a few months old, can fly such a long way for this reason.

"How does this little guy tell the way?" He Yiming asked abruptly.

"Every creature has a magical ability, and it's an instinct to fly here. One hundred and eight said slowly: "Fortunately, I didn't meet any strong people along the way, otherwise it would be really dangerous." ”

He Yiming nodded slowly, and he loved the little guy in his heart.

Although it really doesn't look very good, but with this skill and the deeds that come all the way, it is enough to make people love it.

Chu Haozhou quickly rushed back, and he brought back a few hares, and plucked and deboned them here.

What surprised He Yiming even more was that Bai and Eight actually took the initiative to set up a barbecue, looking at the smoke rising from it, He Yiming felt quite emotional.

It seems that both Chu Haozhou and Bai Tuo have a great impression of this little life that has just hatched.

The little black vulture was placed on the ground by Chu Haozhou, and as soon as the bonfire began to burn, it immediately showed an impatient look, circling around Chu Haozhou, One Hundred and Eight and the bonfire. The treasure pig stepped forward happily, and the little guy immediately came to its side, affectionately touching it with the sharp beak that was still visible although it was young.

He Yiming quickly discovered that it was not only so affectionate to the treasure pig, but even to the white horse who killed his mother's enemy, but looking at the white horse's thunder and lightning, he was a little unreasonable.

After a little silence, He Yiming immediately understood.

I don't know what the treasure pig has done, in this little black vulture that should have died, there is it, white horse thunder and lightning at the same time, and even a faint dragon snake breath.

These breaths were mixed with the breath of the little black vulture, and even He Yiming himself couldn't imagine how the treasure pig did it.

However, it is precisely because of this breath that the little guy shows an extremely affectionate attitude towards the treasure pig and the white horse thunderbolt.

He Yiming's eyes were hot when he watched from the sidelines, although the white horse thunder and lightning were incomparably powerful, and the treasure pig seemed to be quite simple. But they can't fly, and in contrast, this little black vulture, although young, can fly such a long distance in a few months, so it is conceivable that it will surely soar into the sky and dominate the sky in the future.

Stretching out his hand, He Yiming wanted to stroke the little guy.

The little black vulture was next to the treasure pig at first, and it didn't seem to care, but when He Yiming's hand was about to touch its body, it suddenly turned its neck and chopped it with its sharp hook-like mouth.

It moved extremely quickly, as if it had been premeditated, and there was even a hint of cunning in its eyes.

He Yiming smiled dumbly, his hand flipped dexterously, and in this way he dodged this sudden attack, and then gently stroked its back.

The little black vulture suddenly thundered with anger, and it opened its mouth, and after a moment, a small cyan wind blade erupted from its mouth.

This little breath naturally couldn't threaten He Yiming, and with a flick of his finger, this wisp of wind blade suddenly came to his finger and began to hover.

The little black vulture blinked its little eyes twice, turned around suddenly, flapped its wings and jumped into Chu Haozhou's arms, and then looked at He Yiming with a hint of awe in his eyes.

He Yiming laughed loudly and said, "Brother Chu, this little guy is not simple, he has even mastered the art of breathing. ”

Chu Haozhou was also surprised, although this little breath technique was as young as a child pretending to be a family in their eyes, and it could not pose any threat at all.

However, the little black vulture had mastered the art of breath within a few months, and it was truly unbelievable that it had great potential.

Glancing at the treasure pig and the white horse thunderbolt, He Yiming's heart sighed, after this little black vulture has their breath in its body, it may be able to grow into a super-level spirit beast in the future.