Chapter 696: The Game, Beginning (5)

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Lanzhi frowned, "Girl, put me down, I think, maybe it's the 'corpse slave' here." โ€

After Yan Nuo put Laneige down, he asked:

"What is the corpse slave?"

Laneige's expression was quite flat, and he explained without being frightened:

"The corpse collector is a beast that specializes in collecting corpses on the island of Xiaona, as long as there are dead people or animals on the island, they can take them away in the fastest time."

"That's amazing."

Yan Nuo half-raised his eyebrows, "Where did they go?" โ€

Before Lanzhi could open his mouth to answer, he heard the sound of a heavy object pressing on the ground, raised his eyes, and said softly:

"This is, corpse slave."

Yan Nuo turned his head, and almost in the next moment, his mouth turned into an "O" shape.

It was a very tall bird, with two legs, but very thick, like an ostrich, but without wings, covered with light brown hair, with a long neck, an ordinary beak, and very ...... eyes Have the blues?!

"Wow, that's cool!"

Yan Nuo belongs to the action faction, after this sentence fell, he ran directly to the animal that looked like a bird and not a bird, touched it left and rubbed it right, it was really soft.

But there was always something that made Yan Nuo feel strange, what was it?

"It's strange, why are these fat-tailed weasel-faced monkeys all in the trees and refuse to come down?"

Laneige leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him, looking up at the monkeys grinning on the tree, with a slight doubt, it stands to reason that these monkeys have formed the cognition that they are 'encroachers', and they must take the initiative to attack, why are they like this now...... Unusual?

Yan Nuo pursed his lips, and just lay firmly on the back of the big bird, but in the next second, he was vigorously thrown off by it, rubbing his sore back, Yan Nuo said:

"On Xiaona Island, no matter how miraculous things are, it's normal."

Laneige was deflated and speechless for a moment.

These fat-tailed weasel-faced monkeys seem to be afraid?

What are they afraid of?

Although the corpse slave is huge, but the character is very gentle, if it feels that its life is threatened, it only uses its congenital melancholy eyes to influence the opponent, it is a scheming docile big man.

The girl......

Could it be that those fat-tailed weasel-faced monkeys are afraid of the girl that the young master likes?

Laneige, who was thinking about it, turned his gaze to Yan Nuo, and it just so happened that Yan Nuo also turned around and met her eyes.

Frowning slightly, Yan Nuo smelled a familiar smell.

Letting go of the hand holding the long legs of the big bird, Yan Nuo suddenly realized now that what made her feel strange before, it was the legs of the big bird, which were also covered with the same light brown feathers as its body!

It's really handsome!!

As soon as Yan Nuo let go, the big bird had already picked up the corpses on the ground with lightning speed, human and monkey, one by one, on his spacious back, and when Yan Nuo blinked, there was no corpse on the ground in front of him except for a pool of blood!

Also, there is no big fluffy bird!

Familiar smell......

It's closer......

Turning his head, Yan Nuo's eyes widened and he looked in the direction that was blocked by the dense forest.

Laneige was curious, and tried to stretch his neck to snoop, but his body was too weak, and he had said so many words before, and he didn't know where the strength to speak came from.

As soon as his body sank, a trace of confusion rose on Laneige's face.

Seem...... I don't feel good about ......!

Those who make the fat-tailed weasel-faced monkey cringe, are they...... It is......

Yan Nuo blinked, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he shouted, "Mo Heng." โ€

Is that really the case?

Laneige struggled, wanting to move his body, the breath on the young master's body was very familiar, similar to the past three years, no, it was heavier than the anger brought by these three years!

Vaguely, Laneige seemed to know something.

Mo Heng was dressed in a dark purple robe, standing quietly under the lush trees not far away, his handsome face did not have too many expressions, and his beautiful eyes showed a faint blue light, and his face was pale, close to transparent.