"Haidongqing" is known as the "God of Ten Thousand Eagles", also known as the spear falcon, falcon, and sea green.

It is the largest of the birds of prey of the Falcon genus, and the tallest and fastest flying in the world.

The modern "Compendium of Materia Medica" once recorded: "Carved out of Liaodong, the most handsome is called Haidongqing."

"Chirp !!" Hai Dongqing screamed weakly, looking at Feng Jiuyou vigilantly and with despair.

It stubbornly wanted to struggle and fly high into the air, but its weakness made the already serious injury even more shocking.

"Little one, you're struggling, you're going to die."

Feng Jiuyou looked at Hai Dongqing, who was looking at her vigilantly, and chuckled.

This Hai Dongqing was covered in wounds, especially the wings, and in some places it had even begun to suppurate and stink.

"Tweet !!"

This Hai Dongqing seemed to understand Feng Jiuyou's words, and kept roaring angrily.

It never imagined that it would end up where it is today.

It was supposed to soar for nine days, looking down on all beings, but now it could only be trapped in this small place waiting to die.

Even the ability to get up was lost.

Haidong Qingneng is called the "God of Ten Thousand Eagles" with his own wisdom, and he knows that the woman in front of him is not easy to mess with.

But the spirit of never giving up makes it want to fly high again.

It's just that before it could move, Feng Jiuyou's hand reached over and held its ankle accurately.

Hai Dongqing wanted to get rid of it, but he couldn't.

Its sharp beak wanted to peck at the back of Feng Jiuyou's hand, but it was easily caught by two slender jade fingers.

"It's quite fierce, don't do useless struggles if you want to survive."

Feng Jiuyou was not angry, but reached out and touched Hai Dongqing's head, and released a trace of spiritual power to soothe.

"Good boy, you'll be fine."

Hai Dongqing seemed to be able to feel her kindness, did he know that she would not hurt herself, so she stopped shouting.

He put his head on the palm of the top wind and nine shadows, and then he didn't move.

When Feng Jiuyou saw this scene, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and then he took his hand away from its head.

Carrying it, he flew down the ancient tree.

"Little sister, what is this? Still hurt like this. ”

Feng Chenyi and Feng ruthlessly hugged the two little cubs and surrounded them.

"It's amazing, you'll know later, the most important thing now is to take it back for treatment, otherwise it's going to be cold soon."

"Third brother, give me Mianmian, I'll go back first, and you guys will come later."

Feng Jiuyou took Mianmian, holding Mianmian in one hand and Hai Dongqing in the other, and disappeared in a few jumps.

"Ruthless, you know what that is, don't you?"

Feng Chenyi stabbed Feng Ruthless's arm and asked curiously.

"I don't know."

The wind ruthlessly spit out three words coldly, and walked in the direction of the wind and the nine shades with a soft hug.

Feng Jiuyou's side, with Mianmian and Hai Dongqing, went back directly to the ship, there was a cabin on this ship, which she changed into a pharmacy.

"Mianmian, I'll have to rely on you later."

Feng Jiuyou first carefully put Mianmian on the bed before he began to treat Hai Dongqing's wounds.

Feng Jiuyou first straightened Hai Dongqing's wings, and then took out a specially made knife to remove all the smelly and rotten meat of Hai Dongqing.

He also treated the other wounds, and when he had treated all those wounds, he began to disinfect them.

The process of disinfection was very painful, and Hai Dongqing wanted to break free from the shackles of Feng Jiuyou, but under the suppression of Feng Jiuyou's ability, he couldn't move.

After Feng Jiuyou had finished everything she could, she turned her gaze to Mianmian.

"Mianmian, it's your turn."

(End of chapter)