The crescent moon squeezed out of the clouds, and the surroundings became clearer and clearer as they rose above the ground, and from mid-air, countless huge prophets continued to bend branches and leap towards the top of the tree, Kenny and Alan clung to the prophet's mane under their crotch, and they grinned in pain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Prophet under Kenny's crotch leaps onto a branch, and suddenly another Prophet jumps on the branch, and two huge bodies press the poor branch out of an almost semi-circular arc.

'Smack'!

The sound of a tree branch breaking made Kenny open his closed eyes, before he could see his surroundings clearly, his body suddenly slid down quickly from the prophet's back, Kenny subconsciously tightened his hands around the prophet's neck, looked up, the terrifying scene on his head made Kenny can't help but break into a cold sweat, the prophet under his crotch hung the broken branch with one hand, the broken part of the branch was constantly swaying, the inner stem of the branch had been completely broken, and only two not too thick bark were left hanging from himself and the prophet's weight.

Kenny's desire to survive tightened Kenny's hand, and the Leopardhoof Prophet was choked out of breath, and Kenny could hear a whimper from the Prophet's mouth above him, and he slowly removed one hand, trying to move it to the mane on the Prophet's back.

Kenny carefully grabbed the mane of the Prophet's back, tilted his head to look at the dark ground under his feet, it was impossible to estimate how high they had climbed, all the Prophets seemed to have climbed up, no one noticed the two unlucky eggs hanging on the branches, the darkness around them deepened Kenny's fear, the slippery Prophet's mane was like snail slime, and suddenly his palm slipped, Kenny's back was down, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ahh

A short scream lingered in Mal's hand, and Kenny was like a piece of human flesh on a meat drying rack being carried in the air by Mal with one hand.

"Last time you let me go in the pinecone forest, I'll pay you back!" said Mar, standing on a tree branch, carrying Kenny up in front of him and raising an eyebrow at him.

"Damn, you'd better not let me find out that the Leopardhoof Prophet did it on purpose!" Kenny gasped and looked at Mal with a pale face.

Mal puts Kenny on his back, and the two of them climb up with Kenny and the unconscious Mio.

After ten minutes of climbing, Mar was the last to reach the top of the ancient tree.

Kenny dismounts from Mal's back, stunned by the strange sights around him. The top of the ancient tree resembles a small jungle, and the forks growing at the foot are like flat paths, and the uneven branches are scattered throughout the jungle.

The forks are divided into countless thinner branches from the end, and those branches seem to have been flexibly forged by skilled craftsmen, bent at suitable angles and woven together, forming wooden cages that can barely squeeze into five or six people. At the entrance of each cage hangs an arabesque lamp, and the light source of those lamps looks soft.

Countless wooden cages are scattered at the end of the fork branches, some are on the top of the giant tree, some are even half suspended in the air with the arrogant growth of the fork branches, and some of the forks are stretched out from the top of the giant tree, hanging in the bottomless mid-air, a gust of wind blows, those wooden cages hanging in the air sway with the wind, and indeed only winged people are suitable for living in these wooden cages.

"I don't know what to say, it's so beautiful, it looks like not only you prophets will choose the place, but the Winged people too..."Kenny sighed as he looked at everything around him.

"I don't think it's pretty, it's overgrown with weeds, it's full of poisonous snakes, and it's very close to the sun during the day. I still think your human town is better, it's brightly lit at night, it's full of people, and you can sing all night long during festivals, how nice!" said Mar enviously, standing beside Kenny.

"That's great! when I take a city, we'll change, you give me the Prophet's territory, I love your valley so much!" Kenny said excitedly.

"I'm afraid this won't work, that's where we've lived for generations, and although the human city is good, it still can't catch up with our own kennels, hahaha!"

As the two spoke, Alan pulled down an arabesque lamp from a treehouse and looked curiously at the light source inside.

"Hey, Mar, what's in there?" Alan walked over with the lamp and asked Mal beside Kenny.

"It seems to be called the moonlight fruit, anyway, it is the unique fruit of this ancient banyan tree, it blooms every spring and bears fruit in autumn, these fruits are not bright during the day, and they will shine when the moon comes out, this is the unique lighting fruit of the winged people, you hang it back, and the flock of crazy birds should come over in a while." Mar looked at Alan with disgust and said.

"Why do you want to hang it back, I can't bring some souvenirs back? This lamp is mine, I'm going to hang it on the doorframe of the stone house, I'm the only one in the whole fantasy world! Kenny, do you want it? I'll get one for you. Alan was satisfied and hid the moonlight in his cloak.

Kenny shook his head, looking helplessly at the thief in front of him, not knowing what to say.

"Kenny, why are you following us, the Winged Terrans aren't easy to mess with. Mar asked curiously.

"Mio came down from heaven after listening to me, after all, I had promised to help him take refuge, no matter what conflict he had with his clan, I had not kept my promise from beginning to end, which was an insult to the dignity of the knight. A little guilt flashed in Kenny's eyes.

"You don't need that look, this liar didn't come down from the sky after listening to you, he's a half-winged man, and he can't hover in the air for as long as a purebred winged man. Mal clearly saw the guilt in Kenny's eyes.

"Half-winged?"

Mar was about to open his mouth to explain, when a group of black-winged winged men walked in the distance.

Kenny sees hundreds of winged men with black wings appear in the darkness and slowly walk this way. The leader of the winged man does not look very old, but the wings behind him appear very tough, the distance between the feathers is close, neatly arranged, layer upon layer, as if each one is full of airflow, the light of the crescent moon is imprinted on the wings behind him, and the soft black feathers emit a metallic texture.

"It's so late to come, the Prophets are so energetic!" said the leading wingman to Marr with a smile.

As he got closer, Kenny saw that the Winged Man was wearing seven silver earrings on his ears, and the earrings were arranged in almost the same order as Mior's.

"Quake, the traitor has brought you here, solve your internal problems by yourself!" Mar's voice resounded through the ancient treetops, as if mocking the Winged Terran's previous recklessness.

The winged man named Quake beckoned, and the two wingmen behind him stepped forward to set Mio up, and the unconscious Mio was dragged aside like a young eagle that had lost its wings, and Quake reached out to pinch Mio's limp chin and looked at it carefully.

Quake took a few steps back, raised his right hand as he retreated, and the wingman behind him handed over a three-edged gun very eye-catchingly, the moonlight refracted on the blade of the spear and glowed a sea blue, Quake gripped the barrel of the gun, the tip of the blade was on Mio's shoulder, and slowly stabbed in.