Mu Sen frowned, he was seriously thinking about whether he had done something sorry for God. Otherwise, why the do you always have trouble with yourself?

Come, sing you a song called "30,000 Feet in the Air."

Heheda, that's right, Mu Sen is the unlucky guy who was captured by the dark monster bird. "People are unlucky when they go out and don't look at the yellow calendar, but the master has seen it!" Mu Sen felt very aggrieved, and in order to add some good luck to himself, he made a wild version of the yellow calendar by hand. This yellow calendar has a total of 365 pages, and each page has the same four big characters written in the same four big words: 'All the best'.

Ruyi, as I wish. Hehe, I burned it when I turned around.

......

Luo Zhen is very sad now, he is thinking about how to explain to his old friend, but he patted his chest and promised to get by. Now if you go back and tell him, "Hey, friend, your cub has been snatched away by a strange black bird, and I don't know if I'm alive or dead." That's too heart-wrenching.

"You find a safe place to hide first, and I'll go find Komori. ”

"Brother Rogue ......"

"You don't have to say more, I promised Kui. Three days, you wait for me for three days. ”

Luo Zhen quickly made up his mind, and the promise he made was to be fulfilled on his knees. But he could only give himself three days, after all, there were still twenty or thirty people waiting for him in the caravan. "If Xiao Mori has an accident, then my 180 catties will be handed over to Kui, whatever he does." ’

The pitch-black strange bird grabbed Mu Sen and flew into the distance, and other fierce birds continued to fly in the sky, without exception, these fierce birds were all slightly hasty, as if there was a deadly existence behind. Many fierce birds fled in the sky, and fierce birds constantly collided with each other, and feathers and blood spilled from the sky.

Looking at this restricted-level picture, Mu Sen was a little worried, if he could scare this group of fierce birds into such an existence, wouldn't he be able to kill himself with a sneeze?

"I have to find a way to escape, or I'm dead. Mu Sen carefully analyzed the current situation, and then silently thought that his fierce eyes revealed his determination.

And then......

"Neurotic! How to escape, this is high in the sky! With my cultivation, running away is tantamount to suicide!" The original determined gaze suddenly dispersed, and Mu Sen couldn't help but scold.

"You ugly bastard, are you sick! Don't be busy running for your life, what are you doing with the master!"

"Melon cowardice, there is a kind of one-on-one with the master on the ground, what kind of ability is it to fly when there is nothing to do?"

......

The sky was full of Mu Sen's scolding, but the reality would not change because of his scolding, although he was full of neutrality.

"Could it be that this is the end of the master's journey through time?" Mu Sen, who scolded all the way, began to keep silent after finding that the scolding could not solve any problems, and quietly thought about his long and short life.

"After I die, will it be written on the tombstone: 'Tribal talents, quit their homes to study, reckless paths, beaks of dead birds, jealous of their talents, jealous of their talents, woo and lament, the heroic spirit is not far away, bless my human race. ’”

"I'm afraid not, how can there be so many words written on the tombstone, and it's not a sacrificial ......"

"What should be written on the tombstone? Could it be that the four big characters 'Tomb of Mu Sen' can be achieved? This is too simple?"

......

The pitch-black strange bird grabbed Mu Sen and flew over the mountains and rivers without stopping halfway, and the rest of the fierce birds did the same, fleeing desperately.

"What was I thinking...... Shouldn't I be trying to figure out how to escape now?" Mu Sen, who was in the sky, finally came back to his senses.

"I can't die, I'm going to die, how sad Abba must be!" Mu Sen's scattered gaze began to recondense.

Mu Sen looked at the situation on the ground from afar, and since he wanted to escape, he must pay attention to strategy. There are only two consequences of not paying attention to strategy, one is killed by the dark monster bird, and the other is killed by falling to his own death. The two results were more sour than the other, so he spun his little motor as fast as he could.

The fierce birds in the sky fled, and the fierce beasts on the ground were the same, and there were constantly towering ancient trees being knocked down, and there were also fierce beasts being trampled into flesh. In short, it was a ferocious beast crossing the border, and it was a mess. Seeing this situation on the ground, Mu Sen thought of his third result, that is, being trampled into a pulp by a fierce beast, this result can no longer be described as 'sour'.

"What should I do?" Mu Sen frowned, he felt that it was not a big problem to break free from the shackles of the Pitch Black Strange Bird, now he only needed to consider two points, one was whether he could avoid the attack of the Pitch Black Strange Bird at the moment of breaking free, and the other was where to choose the foothold.

Just as Mu Sen frowned and thought, the pitch-black monster bird began to spread its wings and rise again, and it was about to cross a towering mountain. At this moment, Mu Sen's eyes flashed, and he saw a lake in the middle of the mountain, which was within the flight path of the pitch-black strange bird. Opportunity!

Mu Sen's knife had been left behind when it was captured by the strange bird, so he had to replace the knife by hand, although the power was greatly reduced, but there was no way to do it.

Mu Sen stared intently at the lake in the middle of the mountain, and silently calculated the route in his mind, maybe this was the only chance, either live or die.

"It's now!" Mu Sen snorted, Dacheng's wood-burning knife technique was pushed to the extreme by him, and in an instant, his hands were covered in raging flames. Then, he suddenly turned around and slashed at the claws of the black strange bird, the claws of the black strange bird were originally grasping Mu Sen's waist, and Mu Sen twisted his body hard, and the claws of the black strange bird stabbed deeply into Mu Sen's body. But Mu Sen can't care about these anymore, compared to death, this pain is nothing.

Mu Sen's flame hand knife slashed hard at the claws of the pitch-black monster bird, and with a "bang", sparks flew everywhere, but the claws of the pitch-black monster bird were not injured!

At the moment when the claws of the pitch-black monster bird loosened, the spiritual power in Mu Sen's body surged, and he frantically operated the return wind knife technique, but this time he was not killing the enemy, but he wanted to use the power of the wind to fall down.

"Hiss ......" Because the claws of the pitch-black monster bird were not completely released, when Mu Sen forcibly broke free, a large piece of flesh was directly chopped off.

Mu Sen, who was covered in blood, didn't check his injuries at all, and he tried his best to urge the return wind knife technique to let himself land quickly. He knew that if he didn't fall into the lake in time, the only thing that awaited him would be to hit the street.

"Chirp!" the pitch-black strange bird chirped and rushed towards Mu Sen, its original black and white eyes were now full of red light.

Hearing the chirping of the pitch-black strange bird, Mu Sen's heart tightened.

"Fuck your uncle, force me!" Mu Sen was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, and his body, which was originally falling very quickly, turned over and over, and then turned his hands into knives and attacked the dark strange bird.

Seeing Mu Sen attacking with his bare hands, the eyes of the dark monster bird revealed a humane mockery.

"I'm rubbing, am I being taunted by a bird?" Seeing the eyes of the dark strange bird, Mu Sen couldn't help but think.

The pitch-black monster bird didn't know what Mu Sen thought, and it didn't want to know, it just wanted to kill the prey that had escaped from its claws.

"Whew!" the pitch-black monster bird flapped its wings and whipped towards Mu Sen, its pitch-black wings mixed with endless whistling, like an indestructible murder weapon.

However, just before Mu Sen's hand knife and the wings of the pitch-black monster bird came into contact, Mu Sen suddenly turned around again and used his back to accept the attack of the strange bird.

"Boom!" Suddenly, Mu Sen was like a cannonball that had been fired, falling down at an incredible speed.

'Leave it to death and come back to life', this is the method that Mu Sen thought of starting the small motor, since he can't escape the pursuit of the dark monster bird at his own speed, let it give him a ride.

Mu Sen is gambling with his life, betting that the black monster bird will not kill himself with one blow. As a result, he won the bet. Although he was spitting blood and his injuries were getting worse again, he did not die.

"Bang!" Mu Sen fell into the lake like a cannonball, causing a splash of spray, and then quickly disappeared.

The black bird chirped and flailed its wings toward the lake. The surface of the lake, which had not been rippled by the impact of Musen, exploded again, and the entire lake surface was turned upside down.

"Hmph! Master won't go out even if he dies in the lake, there's a kind of you biting me!"

"Bullying birds? yes, I'm just bullying birds who don't know water. Yes, no water. ”

......

In fact, Mu Sen is still gambling on his life, since he came to the wilderness, all his common sense has been subverted, such as birds know water. So, if the idea is back, he will still hit the street.

However, it seemed that his homemade yellow calendar had worked, and after a while, there was no more sound coming from the lake, and the strange black bird did not come down.

Well, don't burn it, go back and make a whole copy, and it will say 'all things are smooth'.

However, Mu Sen didn't go up immediately, what if this dark strange bird played tricks? It's always right to be careful, doesn't it mean that Zhuge is only cautious in his life.

So, Mu Sen waited and waited at the bottom of the lake until his eyes rolled and he was about to suffocate to death, and then he decided to go out.

"It's still good outside air. Mu Sen, who swam out of the lake, breathed the air greedily and praised the beauty of life. The dark strange bird is really gone, otherwise Mu Sen would have lamented the sad song of fate.

"The main thing now is to find a place to heal, otherwise you will really hang up. Mu Sen thought sadly as he looked at the wounds all over his body.

After adjusting by the lake for a while, Mu Sen got up and endured the pain to find a place to heal himself, which was also sad.