"Oh, oh!"

A large, swarthy bird got tired of flying in the sky, so it left the large procession still hovering in the air, landed on a small branch next to the eaves of a certain house, and turned its head to comb the feathers on its wings.

From time to time, it raised its head and let out a series of ethereal chirps, each more urgent and louder than the other...... It's like cheering on your kind who are still flying in the air.

And when the other blackbirds have dispersed, it is not in a hurry to leave the branches at its feet - most mourning birds prefer to be alone rather than soar through the sky with their companions.

Their physical appearance, the vigilance of birds, and their ability to hide make them unafraid of some of the threats of the natural world, so they do not need to spread the risk by gathering together.

In his opinion, his companions are just returning to their nests, and at the same time tomorrow, they can still meet each other and play together.

So, it hid in the shade of the trees, tilted its head, and held a concert purely for its own amusement, as in the past.

The cold winds of winter are its atmosphere, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves is its accompaniment, and the sound of the claws of a beast grinding the bark...... Disastrous! Today, a new audience or a new performer joined the performance!

A white shadow appeared in the blackbird's red eyes, and then suddenly enlarged—

Fang Nuo lunged forward, thinking that he had achieved "quietly" when climbing trees and approaching the other party, and he was not stupid enough to deliberately make a noise to intimidate when hunting.

[Malice from the World +10]

However, the dark mourning bird flapped its wings and flew to a higher branch, bowed its head, and stared at the red eyes, with a look of bewilderment in its eyes.

"Oh?"

It seemed to be puzzled why Fangno had attacked him.

Fang Nuo crouched on the branch, his tail flapping the tree incessantly, to show the irritability and impatience in his heart.

It was clear that these guys were deliberately provoking themselves, and now they escaped again, condescending to cast innocent eyes......

But at the end of the day, the hunt failure in this jungle is his own fault, and the next time he will never let the prey have a chance to escape!

After encouraging himself and mediating a little, Fang Nuo, who had a slight doubt about his hunting ability, simply strolled along the branches to the eaves on the side, looking down at the human village under the boulder platform, and looking for a way to leave and find a place.

"Oh!"

Fang Nuo deliberately didn't pay attention to the escaped prey, but he didn't know that the mourning bird that had been perched on a higher branch suddenly let out a chirp, and then flapped its wings and landed on the side of the snow-white furball that had murderous intent on it.

A bird like this, which is black and makes a cry that seems to be a grievance, is probably not a good symbol in the minds of humans.

Fang Nuo lifted his forefoot and tentatively reached out to the blackbird's body.

Kill it and throw it in front of the witch's door, according to the Huangxian clan, this is called "stand-in to ward off disasters", but it has become a good omen.

Seeing that the big black bird did not run away like the previous time, the ruthless little beast jumped up from the eaves, rode onto the other party, and then opened its mouth, showed a mouthful of sharp teeth, and bit straight at the place of its neck.

Almost at the same moment as he made his move, a piercing chirp accompanied by the sound of breaking the sky rushed to his ears.

Maybe it was the talent of the Yellow Immortals, or maybe it was the special ability of the sound sources, after the voice came into Fang Nuo's ears, it was bizarrely transformed into the language of the Yellow Immortals:

"Please let him go!"

And at the moment when Fang Nuo showed hesitation, the reacting mourning bird flapped its wings frantically, trying to escape from the trapper's clutches.

[Malice from the World +20]

Fang Nuo's gaze was attracted by the shadow of a bird hovering in mid-air, and he subconsciously relaxed the restraint on his prey.

But he instinctively left a claw mark on the other party's body, which should be a mark for his prey.

Fang Nuo unhurriedly scraped the blood stains from his paws on the eaves, and looked up to face the bird helper who had suddenly arrived, and the blackbird who had escaped from under his hand for the second time, and had now flown to the side of the life-saving bird to complain.

The sound of the chime as the situation changed gave him some inspiration, and he was eager to see the opportunity to put his ideas into practice.

If you can't catch prey, will the so-called "malice value" increase to the point where you can create a prey out of thin air?

"You're the witch-sama's new family." At this moment, the big bird, who seemed to be able to speak the language of the Yellow Immortals, spoke up again, interrupting his thoughts, "We will not be hostile to you. ”

"Please ...... too," he said, glancing at his injured fellow human at his side, "don't hurt the mourning birds that live in this neighborhood." ”

It was very tactful and sincere, and it was indeed showing its kindness to the new souls who had just arrived in the village.

"Who are you?" Fang Nuo was intrigued by it, and in his opinion, the mourning bird could not speak the language of its own race.

"Also, I'm not the 'new family' of that human woman." "It's just wishful thinking on her part," he stressed. ”

The witch's poor answer caused him to fail in his quest for the title, causing him to make only squeaky cries that should only be understood by his clansmen, and unable to use the unique language skills of the Yellow Immortals; He was forcibly taken away from his relatives and thrown into a dangerous house, leaving him with a debt of human affection related to his life, and he had to rack his brains to think of ways to repay the favor......

In Fang Nuo's opinion, everything related to witches was covered with a dark filter, and he would not have any good impression of them at all.

But these flying guys obviously have a different opinion from themselves.

Fang Nuo stared at the big guy in the air—it was a female of the mourning bird family, and unlike the usual males, it didn't have all black feathers.

Instead, it has a dark brown base and is dotted with small white spots, and its mouth is a little grayish-greenish, slightly darker than the male next to it.

"Ah, can you understand me? It's great. The other party replied, proving that this effective exchange was completely dependent on Huang Xian's racial skills, and it was actually just trying its luck, hoping that the trapper would understand his request and spare his companions, "I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm willing to tell you......"

"I am the queen of the mourning birds." It, no, it should be "her" now, the monster declared, "I welcome you on behalf of all the witch's friends, and we will love you as much as we respect the witch." ”

Even if he was the most well-informed elder of the Yellow Immortal Clan, he probably didn't know that another demon beast family had been born in the Xuancai Mountain Range.

Each demon beast family has its own territory, basically the well water does not interfere with the river water, it is impossible to have contacts in a lifetime, the news is blocked, the information is backward or something, it is a common and easy to understand thing.

Fang Nuo's mind only had a small ripple in his mind about the statement of the bird in the sky, and he soon stopped expressing surprise at it and accepted the fact.

Besides, what does the queen of other races have to do with him?

He didn't want to use the mourning bird as a template for transformation.

“…… I feel like I can guess what you're thinking. The Heavenly Bird Queen continued, her words still sounding to Fang Nuo in the language of the Yellow Immortal Clan, unfortunately, this ability is not a two-way street, "A certain family with a similar appearance to yours has always disliked its own identity and has made it the goal of transforming into other races...... It's really disgusting for the birds. ”

"That's a unique skill for our people." Hearing that a bird was slandering his family, Fang Nuo was suddenly a little unhappy.

However, the two guys flying in the sky couldn't understand his protest, and were just expressing emotions that Fang Nuo couldn't understand.

Fang Nuo realized this rather sad fact—in the eyes of the mourning birds, he was afraid that he had been squeaking and screaming, like a creature that had not yet turned on his mind, right?

He hoped that the self-talking bird queen would understand his words, and not just speculate on his preferences.

[Goal: Composition-Hedgehog; Malicious Value Required: 10]

【Hedgehoggrass.】

Uses: Generality, mind reading;

Legend: This blue grass grows everywhere where the mythical beast and the pig passes, it has a spire-like flower spike that will bloom small white flowers, and the creature that consumes the stamen in it will temporarily gain the ability to communicate with all things, and the duration depends on the concentration of spiritual power in the user's body.

Contraindications: 1- Do not consume in large quantities; 2- Do not consume in a deformed state. 】

[Malicious value spending has been approved, and the composition begins.] 】

After a brief brief sounding of the voice that only Fang Nuo could hear, the items that matched his needs appeared out of thin air between him and the mourning birds, this time without even the special effect of bright light, as if at first glance he had pulled a few weeds out of his own hair.

Ashamed to say, Fang Nuo didn't remember that he had learned the knowledge related to the "Divine Beast Pig Pig" and the "Pig Grass", which gave him a new understanding of the power he had awakened after coming into contact with the outside world.

There is no need for him to eat this kind of grass himself, the two opposite who can't understand the words are also used for them...... In other words, those two birds are now indebted to him.

It's amazing.

Give me something to eat—Fang Nuo pushed forward the grass constructed by his ability, and motioned for the two big birds who were only concerned about talking nonsense to hurry up and accept this kindness of his.

The Bird Queen immediately recognized the herb that jumped into her eyes, and quickly accepted the "kindness", revealing the fact that the witch was also cultivating such herbs, and they were planted in the garden behind the witch's house, and after spending this winter, more varieties of herbs would settle there.

Witches use them to make life-saving potions, and the inhabitants of this human realm are willing to befriend her, and I hear that they have nothing to do with her works.