Cultivating by the volcano again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Xuan was training to absorb energy from the fiery red tumbling magma, while thinking about how to let the ghost eagle know how powerful he was, because the Pope had said that only by making the ghost eagle surrender would it not be bad again.

Far away on the side of the fire, there seemed to be a lake, and when Zhu Xuan's eyes swept over there, he was inspired, and he slapped his thigh: There is!

He smiled mysteriously, and said contemptuously to the ghost eagle who was lazily basking in the sun and catching lice a few feet away: "Pheasant, pheasant, come over and show you the true ability of the master." ”

Zhu Xuan was always thrown by the ghost eagle, and he had no choice but to vent his anger and scold it for pheasants.

The ghost eagle didn't move, not even looking at him.

"Hey, you stinky pheasant!" The ghost eagle didn't come, so Zhu Xuan had to walk over and say, "Stinky pheasant, I dare to swim in this volcano, do you dare?"

The words were quite lethal, and the ghost eagle stood up, flicked its wings, stretched its neck to look at the magma, and took a few steps back.

"Hey, it turns out that you are also scared sometimes?" Zhu Xuan sneered and began to undress, "Let you see how you swim!"

The ghost eagle's eyes were frightened, and he spread his wings and ran over to stop Zhu Xuan. It can't speak, but the meaning is very clear, although we don't deal with each other, but we can't watch you die.

I didn't expect this indifferent, the guy who has been bullying himself, also has a kind side, Zhu Xuan was a little moved, so he calmed his tone, no longer thorny, he said: "It's okay, when I practiced fire-resistant skills, it was covered, and the temperature was higher than this." ”

Ghost Eagle obviously didn't believe it, but still didn't let go, and kept staring at Zhu Xuan.

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's all right, it's really really okay. ”

The ghost eagle couldn't resist it, so he had to get out of the way.

"Look at it!" Zhu Xuan ran a few steps and jumped down, he had already imagined the picture of swimming beautifully in the volcano, but it backfired, he couldn't swim in the magma at all, and it was not the same as in the water at all.

Lack of grace, more than embarrassment, no, it should be no grace, all embarrassment.

Fortunately, the assumption of temperature was not wrong, otherwise Zhu Xuan would have disappeared. He felt that the temperature was not as high as the practice furnace, and it was true, the temperature of the practice furnace could melt molten iron, but the magma temperature was not so high.

Seeing that Zhu Xuan had nothing to do, the ghost eagle had the illusion that the volcano looked scary, but in fact the temperature was not high, and he also wanted to go down and have fun. If it could speak, it would be something like, "Count me as a bird, and I can do it too!"

It flapped its wings and flew down, but before it was halfway there, it was on fire, and it quickly flew back.

It's really embarrassing, the hair on the head and neck is burned, and the wings are also a little scorched, but fortunately it's not a big problem and it doesn't affect the flight.

A mighty and majestic eagle instantly turned into this, and Zhu Xuan laughed below: "Hahaha, hahaha, do you accept it, do you accept it?"

But soon I couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the ghost eagle was looking at him, and he was crying out anxiously and miserably. He immediately understood that the ghost eagle meant, I can't get down, and you can't fly, how can you come up?

The mood fell from heaven to hell, it was over, Zhu Xuan was very remorseful, just now he was only thinking about suppressing the ghost eagle, he didn't think about it well, it was too reckless, it looked like he had to die in the volcano.

After hovering for a few weeks, the ghost eagle flew away, and went for a while before coming back, if it weren't for the kindness shown by stopping him from going down the volcano just now, Zhu Xuan would definitely think that the ghost eagle was going to abandon him.

The ghost eagle took a long green vine out of nowhere and threw the other end towards Zhu Xuan, it wanted to hang Zhu Xuan up.

Zhu Xuan was so happy that he burst into tears, and praised: "Clever, really smart!" While boasting, he raised his hands, waiting to catch the green vine, but when he didn't catch it for a short distance, the green vine began to smoke, and then quickly dried up and caught fire, burning most of it.

The mood that had just been excited was hit again, and Zhu Xuan was very depressed.

The ghost eagle decided to try again, and it was ready, and quickly swooped down with only half of the green vine left, but soon its wings caught fire, and it had to retreat and extinguish the fire.

Fortunately, the retreat was made in time, otherwise the feathers would have burned out and they would not have been able to fly.

Two rescues in a row were unsuccessful.

Zhu Xuan forced himself to calm down, only by calming down his brain can he do it. He looked at the half of the green vine on the ghost eagle's beak, and soon had a new way, so he shouted: "Look for iron, iron, iron!" Afraid that the ghost eagle would not understand, he repeatedly made the action of beating the iron.

The ghost eagle seemed to understand, nodded, threw away half of the green vine, and flapped its wings and left.

This departure went for a long time, Zhu Xuan waited anxiously, the sun was slowly setting westward, hot and hungry, very tired. He cheered up again and again, chanted the Refractory Sutra, and used the Refractory and Heat-resistant Functions to protect himself. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out, and there will be no bones left.

The time soon came to the evening, and the ghost eagle had not returned, Zhu Xuan began to think wildly, his father's filial piety was not over, and Uncle Zhu's adoption kindness had not been repaid, and he was about to be buried in the volcano.

Thinking about it, tears flowed down his eyes, and he cried and shouted: "Pheasant, oh no, ghost eagle, come on, I can't hold it anymore, ghost eagle, woo woo......"

I don't know how many times he shouted, suddenly a scream came, the voice was so familiar, it was the ghost eagle, it was the ghost eagle, the ghost eagle was back, hope came, he made the loudest voice: "Ghost eagle, why did you come!"

As soon as he finished shouting, a black shadow with a long tail fell in front of him, and Zhu Xuan immediately recognized that this was a big anchor used on the ship, with an iron chain attached to it, and the other end was on the talon of the ghost eagle.

Zhu Xuan didn't bother to ask where the big anchor came from, and hurriedly grabbed the anchor claw tightly. The ghost eagle flew up, raised up, and slowly lifted Zhu Xuan out of the volcano.

The feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe could not be used in words and actions, Zhu Xuan lay on the ground and cried.

The ghost eagle was also very excited, so excited that it swayed and screamed loudly.

Enough crying, Zhu Xuan remembered to thank the ghost eagle, sat up and saw that the eagle was gone, thinking that he had sent the anchor, but the anchor was still there.

"What are you doing?"

Just as he was guessing, the ghost eagle came back, grabbing a big melon in its talons, and it threw the melon in front of Zhu Xuan.

Zhu Xuan was grateful: "You were so good yesterday, you saved my life, and you were worried that I was hungry, so you went to find a melon for me." ”

He wiped the melon with his clothes, took a big bite, and finished it in a few bites.

Seeing that he was so hungry, the ghost eagle was going to look for melons, Zhu Xuan patted his stomach and said that enough was enough.

He thought, the ghost eagle has been talking about himself, and he didn't deal with each other in the morning, why did he suddenly change so much, and he was so good to himself, he thought that it was not as simple as surrendering to the strong, and it was only after many years that he found the reason.

When Zhu Xuan was eating melons, he found that the ghost eagle's beak and claws were scarred, as well as a trace of sawdust, needless to say, it was caused by getting the iron anchor off the ship. Today I have no strength, so I can only send anchors to the ship's family and compensate for the loss in a few days.

He reached out and stroked the scar of the ghost eagle, and couldn't help but hold it with tears in his eyes. The ghost eagle was infected and also hugged him tightly with its wings.

On the edge of the volcano, a man and an eagle hug each other tightly, this picture is so beautiful!