Chapter 152 Big Fish, Big Hands, and Big Birds

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Outside the grassland, Xia He and Yin Huai, and even the place where the one-eyed legendary fish didn't know, blew a gust of wind, and the leaves in the forest were rattling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of the leaves made a beautiful tune, but in the sun, the song was a little sad, the wind was a little sad, and the leaves were shaking.

In the shadows of the forest stood a man, a general, who looked at the red mist that overlapped on the grassland and could not see the depths, he did not feel sadness, only some doubts, some worries.

What are you worried about?

No one asked, but if some of the upstart generals in Lin'an saw the appearance of this lazy general, they would definitely laugh and curse something.

It's nothing more than worrying about the troubles that the red mist brings.

However, even the general didn't know why none of the so-called magnates in Lin'an had appeared here after this red mist had appeared for so long.

It was precisely because he didn't know this that he was so worried.

It is precisely because of the clear reason that the adult surnamed Cai sitting in his yard can continue to drink a pot of hot tea and do something irrelevant with peace of mind.

He didn't seem to know what was happening on this grassland, and he didn't seem to know that a certain genius young man was about to leave.

But even a young man who was teaching in a small wine shop in a small town south of Lin'an raised his head and glanced at a cloud in the northwest.

It was just a very ordinary cloud, but it was burned red by the setting sun.

The eyes of the young man who taught flashed with sadness, deep sadness, and pity.

The two younger children in front of him did not notice anything, and the deep pity and sorrow were gone.

Nothing seems to be happening.

However, in that red mist, something happened.

Actually, nothing has changed dramatically, but the still painting has begun to flow again.

A figure appeared next to the safflower river where the one-eyed fish was hidden.

Gray figure.

It was a young man, smiling like a little ghost grabbing a fox's tail, carrying a knife, which was also gray, but the gray color was thicker than that of the young man, and it had a more physical feeling.

Xia He was holding the knife, but he didn't hold it like those swordsmen.

He was clutching the knife as if he were clutching a harpoon, like a fish stabbing in the river.

A knife is really just a knife, but it has a long arm, so it can't be used like a harpoon at all.

How difficult is it to fall into a genius like Xia He, Xia He rolled up a gust of wind, the wind went around the knife, and the blade grew a little longer.

Xia He was very satisfied and very happy, and then, the knife was stabbed out by Xia He fiercely, viciously stabbed into the red flower river, and then the knife was picked.

The knife really seems to be like a harpoon, picking out a fish.

There is only one anchovy here.

So he picked the one-eyed fish out of the river.

The knife swung in the air, throwing out a beautiful knife flower.

A hundred years ago, there seemed to be someone who made such a similar action, but the person a hundred years ago was just an ordinary soldier under General Xia, and what he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary net.

An ordinary fishing net, but a very unusual fish is netted.

Whether it was unintentional or because of a conspiracy, those are stories that need no more to say.

However, today's fish is really provoked, not out of inadvertentness, let alone any conspiracy, but Xia He wants to find out the fish hiding in the shadows, so he picks out the fish.

Xia He's movements were like flowing water, as if he knew that the fish was hiding there from the beginning.

Of course he didn't know, and if he had, his wind would have blown through there, blowing the red flowers there to pieces.

Xia He didn't know, but the knife in his hand did.

Why does the knife know?

Because those saffrons know, because those knives have cut too many safflowers.

When it was in Yin Huai's hand, the knife remembered the smell of those red flowers, but never remembered the taste of the one-eyed anchovy, so the place with a different taste was where the one-eyed anchovy hid.

This is a very common truth, but it should not have happened to an unconscious knife.

But the half page of gray paper attached to the knife and the page of gray paper that melted into Xia He's soul made such a thing happen to the unconscious knife.

This also makes a lot of sense.

A hundred years ago, a net netted a small fish.

A hundred years later, it was a knife that once again picked out the grown fish out of the river.

It seems that a hundred years ago and a hundred years later were connected because of a fish, intertwined into a story.

Now, that fish is about to disappear, will the story that lasted for a hundred years also come to an end?

Obviously, the fish didn't want to disappear like that.

Suddenly, there was another disgusting sound around him, like the vomiting sound of a gasping patient, which was hard to hear and harsh.

The red flower river where the one-eyed anchovy left also set off a frenzy.

The frenzy suddenly arose, and swept the one-eyed fish that was still in the air into the river, and the frenzy lifted into the air along with the red flowers.

There is still a fish in the air, and it is still a one-eyed fish, and the frenzy that lifts into the air turns into a one-eyed fish.

Distorted and intertwined into the appearance of a one-eyed fish, you can still see the beauty of the red flowers made up of large fish.

How many red flowers are there in that river of red flowers?

All the safflowers came together and turned into the same big fish.

It was a big fish like a hill.

Makes a gagging scream.

In front of the big fish's kiss, there was only a gray figure, the fish was the size of a small mountain, but the person was the size of an ordinary person.

No matter how tall a person is, he looks short in front of a hill.

Xia He stood in front of the big fish, and he also looked very short.

However, he was still not in a hurry or annoyed, because there were still countless winds and countless gray fogs behind him.

The wind, the gray mist, also began to intertwine, and began to condense.

Faintly, the gray behind Xia He also turned into a figure.

It was a pair of hands, a pair of open hands, a pair of hands that wanted to catch the big fish.

Xia He, like the fish, also melted into the big hands behind him.

The big hand slowly grabbed the big fish.

Yin Huai and Xiao Lian also saw a fish and those hands, such a big guy who could almost cover the sky and the sun was really hard not to see.

It's just that from their point of view, those big hands don't look like big hands, but like a bird.

A Roc bird.

Maybe it's really a Roc bird.

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