Chapter 140: The Remains of a Wandering Bird

Mi Qing chose to keep her mouth shut, but with the quack of her body, she would really let out a quack. What's more, Quack is a ninth-level trait, and so far, she can't instantly replace a ninth-level trait.

All she could do was to impose a ninth-level trait on her body.

There was another rattle, and Mi Qing had no hope for this trait. But soon, in the gap in the space occupied by the stone group, black birds appeared.

With every quack, a small black bird appeared.

Mi Qing stared at the black bird standing on the stone group, searching for information in his mind, and no bird could match it.

"Quackโ€”"

The blackbird made a sound, and the speed of the condensed ghost hand pressed down towards the stone group froze, and the stone group seized this opportunity, swung out his right arm, and the gravel flew wildly, and the ghost hand was defeated again.

Without waiting for the source of the curse to condense the ghost's hand again, the blackbird flapped its wings and quacked and rushed into the bloody hand.

Under the blood light, its pupils turned out to be heavy pupils!

One gray and one yellow, staggered.

In an instant, the source of the curse was washed away, and it could no longer be gathered, disappearing at the end of the passage.

Suddenly, the battle was over, and calm was restored.

The stone group is too big, and I only feel oppressive in this space.

It looked at the many blackbirds gathered into one, and the surprise in its eyes was hard to hide. But because it had its back to Mi Qing, the latter didn't notice the change.

"Poofโ€”"

Under the calm, Mi Qing's mouthful of blood broke the calm.

The ninth-level characteristics overlapped and overlapped, and coupled with the previous body split, her body was about to strike.

Shi Guqun turned his head to look at her with difficulty, and when he left, he still didn't forget to test Mi Qing, "If you want, we can make your body stronger." โ€

Mi Qing didn't speak, she roughly wiped the blood from her face and mouth, ignoring the red marks that hurt from the touch, and after letting the stone group disappear, her eyes fell on the blackbird standing at the end of the grass vine seed.

The blackbird is not big, only the size of a palm.

A pair of small eyes, if you don't find a good angle, you really can't see clearly.

Looking at it now, its double pupils have disappeared.

"Quackโ€”"

The blackbird tilted his head and barked at Mi Qing.

Where did Mi Qing know what bird language, grabbed the devil in his hand, and asked, "What is it called?" โ€

Devil: "......"

"I'm just a devil with no education! Not its kind! โ€

Even if he couldn't see the appearance of the devil, Mi Qing could hear its speechlessness and collapse from its words.

As soon as Mi Qing's hand was released, the devil flew away, but she could still be heard muttering, "It's so useless, it seems that you have to change it." โ€

The devil's ball of light suddenly fell to the ground, and it bounced back a few times. In the next moment, it immediately turned around, approached Mi Qing, and said eagerly: "I remember." My mother's coffin contains funeral goods, as if there is a paper bird that can speak. Perhaps, we can try. โ€

Mi Qing: "So what are you waiting for?" โ€

The devil gritted his teeth in his heart, and the ball of light became brighter. Beckoning out the ink-black coffin, the ghost mother didn't want to show her head, so she only opened a slit and stuffed out a blood-stained paper bird.

The paper bird is shriveled, dirty, and looks a little unreliable.

The devil's ball of light swayed, and the yin qi overflowed, which was absorbed by the paper bird. The shriveled paper bird swelled instantly, and its belly was round, which was very different from its previous appearance.

A little bit of blood stained the paper bird, and as it flapped its wings, it was a little more energetic.

But its binocular position is blank.

At this moment, the devil reminded Mi Qing, "Eye-catching." โ€

The finishing touch?

With what point?

Mi Qing looked, there was only her blood.

The devil just wanted to talk about the source of the ghost, but saw that Mi Qing actually put blood on the eyes of the paper bird. It could only keep its mouth shut, complaining in her heart that she was very generous to a broken paper bird.

The blood droplets fell on the paper bird's eyes, and a pair of blood pupils were automatically generated immediately.

"Phew-"

With the blood pupil, the paper bird suddenly came to life. The first thing is to let out a cry that does not match the body.

This sound is much more aura than the quack of a blackbird.

As a result, Paper Bird and Blackbird, who was standing in a corner of the space and kept silent, looked at each other, and instantly fell from the void and smashed to the ground, dusty and flying.

Mi Qing: "......"

It was hard for her to believe that the paper bird was reliable.

Devil: "...... Haha, it seems that the blackbird is extraordinary, haha. โ€

It smiled awkwardly, relieving the oppression of Mi Qing's gaze.

But when it turned its head, it fed the paper bird some more yin energy, so that it wouldn't be so embarrassed.

The paper bird fluttered its wings and flew up, relieving its embarrassment, and after a small cry of "......", it intermittently spoke, "I...... I've been ...... too long No...... Not verbal, a little un...... Habit. โ€

Mi Qing didn't give it time to get used to it, pointed to the blackbird and asked, "What is it?" โ€

It is certainly not easy to repel the source of the curse with such a petite body.

But when the golden bird butterfly was shown as a butterfly before, it was not so powerful. This bird seems to be more powerful than a butterfly.

The paper bird's blood pupils flickered, "It's ......" It glanced at the silent blackbird, and the pressure in its heart was very great, "I...... I know you. โ€

Mi Qing: "...... So what is it? โ€

"I don't know," the paper bird retorted.

The devil felt that he was going to suffer as soon as he saw Mi Qing's expression, so he took a step ahead of Mi Qing and pressed the paper bird under him and beat him, "Let you talk nonsense!" Let you mess around! Let your preface not match the afterword! โ€

The funeral goods of ghosts are accessories of ghosts, and they have an amplifying effect on ghosts. If one is lost, the ghost mother is afraid that it will be even weaker.

It's not going to work.

"Phew-"

If the first cry of the paper bird was very imposing, then the current cry only makes people feel pitiful.

Mi Qing looked at the yin aura of the paper bird being beaten, and even the blood pupils seemed to dim a little, she stopped the devil's atrocity, looked at the black bird, and asked bluntly, "What are you?" โ€

It is already a fact that the characteristics are conscious.

Although for Miqing, she would prefer a group of traits that are just similar to skills. But now that it's here, she's not going to let that stop her from rejecting the trait.

The blackbird quacked, and Mi Qing couldn't understand it.

She looked at the paper bird, and the paper bird was pitiful," it said...... It is the remains of a migratory bird. Wandering birds, born and raised spirits. Born of hope, dyed of despair. โ€

Born of hope and dying of despair?

Mi Qing thought thoughtfully, "What do you mean by the remnant?" โ€

The paper bird is rotten, "The remnants of all the wandering birds gather after death, and they don't exist for a long time." But if they find the souls of each other, there is hope that their people will be reborn. โ€

"Oh," Mi Qing heard.

Birds, like the stone flocks, are looking for life.

She couldn't afford it.

"Quackโ€”"

The blackbird was still calling, and just as the paper bird was about to speak, he was grabbed by Mi Qingyi in his hand, with a calm expression, "You should go back." โ€

Paper Bird: "Huh? โ€

Before it could say more, it was rudely thrown into the coffin by Mi Qing.

Then, with a snap, the inky black coffin closed, and the sound of the paper bird fluttering disappeared.

Mi Qing patted the jet-black coffin, which automatically entered her file and disappeared.

The devil was curious, so his mouth was very sweet, "Mom, why don't you continue to listen?" โ€