Du Wu saw that the Moyu Condor was already extremely dangerous, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he manipulated the Yuan Baby, still turning into the shape of a sharp needle, aiming at the sarcoma on the head of a fire vulture that was about to breathe fire. This time it didn't matter, and the fire vulture screamed in pain, turned around and flew away. The other vulture saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly ran away after the vulture.

It turned out that Du Wu hit the crooked blow this time, although the sarcoma on the top of the vulture's head was extremely powerful and could spew out high-heat flames, but it was also the weakness of the vulture, very immature, once it was hurt, the pain was unbearable. So the vulture immediately fled. This time, the Ink Feather Condor was finally saved, but it had already burned most of its feathers, and it was stubbornly resisting just now, and now it was a little difficult to even keep flying, and it staggered and fell to the ground.

Du Wu hurriedly turned the Yuan Ying into a big hand, holding the Mo Yu Divine Eagle, and slowly fell to the ground, a few feet away from the ground, Du Wu jumped over, reached out and hugged the Mo Yu Divine Eagle, and at the same time took back the Yuan Baby.

This Ink Feather Condor was extremely psychic, knowing that it was Du Wu who saved it, he nodded at Du Wu and fainted. Du Wu was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. The little monk of Jinghua walked over, looked at the Moyu Condor and said: "It was roasted by the fire of the fire vulture, not only the feathers were burned a lot, but even the skin and flesh were burned, I am afraid that the fire poison has entered the internal organs and needs to be treated immediately, Du Wu girl, don't you have an ice spirit snow lotus on your body, that is the best holy medicine to treat fire poison, quickly take it out, and use the snow lotus to roll all over the body of the Moyu Divine Eagle, you can cure its fire poison." ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, Du Wu then remembered that he had a lot of treasures on his body, and the treatment of fire poison included Yin Dragon Horn and Ice Spirit Snow Lotus, and it seemed that Snow Lotus was better, so he hurriedly took it out.

At this time, everyone also gathered around, Murong Feng helped Du Wu pick up the Moyu Divine Eagle, Du Wu used the Ice Spirit Snow Lotus to rotate and roll around the Moyu Divine Eagle, and after a while, the charred part of the Moyu Divine Condor's body actually began to fall off, revealing the tender flesh inside, and the black poisonous gas emitted by the fire poison on the body was also absorbed by the Snow Lotus. The petals of the snow lotus had turned a little black, but it didn't take long for them to regain their whiteness, apparently refining the fire poison. Jinghua took out some burn cream from her pouch and smeared it on the wound for the Moyu Condor, and the treatment was completed.

After a while, the Moyu Divine Eagle woke up, it stood up with great difficulty, and walked to Du Wu's feet, a bird's head rubbed against Du Wu's legs, looking very affectionate.

Murong Feng carefully observed this Ink Feather Divine Eagle and said in surprise: " This is not an ordinary ink feather condor, but the eagle king, you see it is in the middle of its forehead, there is a golden dot, I didn't pay attention to it just now, this is a sign that only the eagle king has, only one of the group of ink feather condors can grow this dot, the eagle king is extremely difficult to domesticate, not to mention that it is already an adult eagle, it seems that it is grateful to you for saving its life, this bird is extremely psychic, and it is grateful to repay, it seems that this time Du Wu sister is lucky, you can have such a divine bird to become your eyes and ears. ”

Everyone was very happy after hearing this, and Du Wu was even more smiling. I asked for some jerky from Kang Wansheng, handed it to the Moyu Condor, and the Moyu Condor ate a piece, feeling that he had never eaten such delicious jerky, he couldn't help but stretch out his head to ask for it, Du Wu then fed it again, and after eating more than a dozen pieces in a row, the Condor stopped his mouth. Du Wu gave it some water again, and the condor drank it, and his spirit was much better. Then the crowd continued on their way.

Since then, this Moyu Condor has become Du Wu's follower, wherever Du Wu goes, it follows, Du Wu sits down, it squats next to Du Wu, Du Wu stands up, it stands on Du Wu's shoulder. Inseparable.