With the quacking cry of the little white bird when he left with Wang Yizhi, the beast tide besieging Longyang City slowly stopped, especially the fighting in front of the main gate was the most ferocious, the aura was all over the body, and the skills were endless.

Everyone in Longyang City only saw a little white bird, holding a small and delicate body under its paws, wearing a lilac gauze, and the white naked body loomed under the lilac gauze, and when the gauze danced in the wind, you could also see the funny backs of many white flowers' little buttocks.

"Roar Roar Roar~"

"Quack~"

A roar of birds and beasts resounded through the sky, and the spirit beasts came like a rising tide when they came, and when they retreated like a low tide, they came and went extremely fast, but they did not continue to fight each other when they receded.

"Quack"

Wang Yizhi learned the quacking of the little white bird, but the voice was very stiff, not as free as the other party, and more importantly, there was no cheapness of the little white bird, and the quacking sound of the little white bird made people feel ridiculed, and Wang Yizhi had a kind of male duck courtship.

"Quack"

The little white bird felt insulted, and threw Wang Yizhi from a height of 10,000 meters.

", your grandma"

Wang Yizhi's first scolding was completely out of Yu Jian's instinctive reaction.

"Ga~"

The little white bird obviously just wanted to scare Wang Yizhi, but when it tried to grab Wang Yizhi's shoulder again, it was grabbed by Wang Yizhi's wings in a hurry.

"If you don't let go, we're both going to die"

In a hurry, the rough and immature voice of the little white bird sounded in Wang Yizhi's soul sea, almost not making Wang Yizhi let go of his hands in fright.

"Who are you, why do you want to harm me" Wang Yizhi felt the trend of falling rapidly around him, he was afraid of it, and he didn't forget to pull the little white bird's body under his ass while talking.

"Master Bird doesn't harm you, just to complete the pleading that the little brother explained" The little white bird's voice was a little hoarse, and his breathing was a little short, but it was not difficult to judge from the tone that this was a very backbone and stubborn bird, and he would not easily bow to the threat force.

"Your uncle"

Wang Yizhi scolded, and the little butt pier sat on the little white bird in the air with a symbolic volley in mid-air, which made the little white bird cry out in pain, although it was so, it was still the bird master who greeted himself, and he ignored Wang Yizhi's anger.

With the exchange and dispute between the two people's divine senses, a bird and a person slipped from the sky so vertically, and the coldness in the air made Wang Yizhi have to open the spiritual power shield for defense, on the other hand, the little white bird was a little more comfortable, although it was controlled by Wang Yizhi, but looking at the talent advantage, it had no effect on the coldness brought by the rapid decline around him, and even hummed a small song.

"Quack, quack, quack~"

"I'm grass, your uncle"

The little white bird looked calm and free in the world, which made Wang Yizhi, a naughty and fun-loving little devil who had been angry since he was a child, whether the little white bird would die or not, Wang Yizhi didn't know, but Wang Yizhi knew that he would definitely be lifeless if he went down from a height of 10,000 meters.

And in terms of the current situation created by his own impulse, Wang Yizhi doesn't think that if he releases the little white bird at the moment, the little white bird will let him land alive, after all, he was surrounded by this little white bird from the boundless beast tide, from the Longyang City Protector Array, the Wu Family Protector Array, and the special Circle of Wu Xingyu Courtyard to grab him with this small body with wings spread half a meter in size.

"Quack~"

In a hurry, Wang Yizhi thought of what Mo had never said to him, and anyone would choose to give in when facing fear.

"I pull, I pull, I pull"

Wang Yizhi's little white teeth bited, his heart was horizontal, and he directly killed the shiny and uniform snow-white feathers on the little white bird under him.

"You rabbit cub, you stop for the bird, stop, I'm going to freeze you to death" said the little white bird's sharp beak opened slightly, and an extremely cold air was covered with spiritual power shields in front of it, and the real and vague little butt pier attacked, and the spiritual power shield around Wang Yizhi's body was ignored.

"Oops" Wang Yizhi's eyebrows "Yin Yang Soul Destroying Flower" hollowed out the seven-petal flower seal slightly appeared, his buttocks were cold, he turned his head to look at the little white bird that was spitting cold, and directly grabbed a handful of long feathers with snow-white wings to block the little white bird's beak.

This cold qi is certainly good, and it has almost become a substance, but compared to Tang Xiaoqi's cold ice washing of Wang Yizhi and the extreme yin qi of the Yin and Yang Soul Destroying Flower, it seems a little trivial.

This cold air Wang Yizhi naturally doesn't know whether it is powerful or not, but as the owner of the little white bird, he is already stunned at the moment, he never thought that there would be a human being able to resist the cold breath it spit out with pure flesh, and at this moment even the pain of being plucked out of his body has disappeared, looking at the monster, staring at a pair of eyes, staring at the fierce back of the snow-white feathers that he is sitting on on it and plucking the snow-white feathers that it is most cherished and proud of.

Boom~

The little white bird swallowed, and the voice was loud.

Wang Yizhi turned his head slightly, and noticed that the little white bird did not shout, scream, or struggle, for fear of being played to death by him, then he would basically be unable to escape death.

"Hero, hero, spare life, the little white pigeon knows that it is wrong, knows that it is wrong"

The little white bird was stunned to look at Wang Yizhi's fierce back of hard work, and saw Wang Yizhi's white and lovely, innocent, delicate and handsome little face turned slightly, and Yu Guang hurriedly glanced at it, only a glance, the little white pigeon seemed to see the sad scene of his cremation, and even Wang Yizhi's eulogy thought of many versions.

"Oh, this little white pigeon, the meat is sweet and delicious, the best in the world"

"What the hell, it's so hard to swallow"

"You go well, grow up in the next life, fatter, don't meet me so early"...

Wang Yizhi's recognition of the little white bird is a little inexplicable, looking at the ground that is getting closer and closer, Wang Yizhi is still thinking about waiting to put the little white pigeon at the lowest point, and then catch it again to help buffer it, so that unless the little white pigeon does not want to live without the slightest self-help, Wang Yizhi will definitely be able to land safely, no matter how bad Wang Yizhi can also protect his body with spiritual power to the side of the algae Bobo luck, Wang Yizhi only asks that there is no big snake and python waiting for him in the algae field that does not look like a good place, he has instinctive fear and complex emotions for this kind of spirit beast。

"Really?"

Wang Yizhi's spiritual power was surging wildly, protecting his whole body and preparing for the worst.

"Bird"

"Hmm~"

"No, no, don't get me wrong, my little white pigeon is full of words" The little white bird's righteous and awe-inspiring tone, coupled with the embarrassment around him, if it weren't for the words being too cowardly, there was quite a kind of meaning of a hero's triumphant return.

"Then you relax, let me squat on top of you and fall"

Wang Yizhi didn't want to continue flying at high altitude, it was too dangerous.

"The following is the "Tianlong Pond"" the little white bird reminded him.

"Oh my God, uncle, go down, don't think about tricks"

Wang Yizhi naturally hadn't heard of any "Tianlong Pool", only knew that they had just come out of the city gate, and it was not too late to go back.

The little white bird sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, he is a hero out of a young man, this kid is too fierce, and the bird master loves it to death."

"You dangle again, I'll pluck your hair"

Feeling the little white bird swaying from side to side, there is a great intention to turn him upside down, and immediately grabbed the tail feathers of the little white bird with a small hand, and there is a tendency to tear off the wrong situation.

The little white bird's buttocks tightened, and he roared in pain: "Hero, leave some way to live, you pluck your feathers and only pluck them while plucking, I can continue to fly is already a talent."

The little white bird cried and lifted the right side that was almost wiped by Wang Yizhi, a few scattered feathers, instigated by the wind, and there was a long feather left at the tip of the wings, which looked very stubborn, and the tone was full of sadness.

It was only after reacting that it found out that its right wing had been plucked by Wang Yizhi without knowing it.

"Uh~"

Wang Yizhi looked at the surrounding environment and felt that the scenery was still very pleasant, which was more intimate than the Demon Spirit Desolate Ancient, because the trees here were generally short, which would not make Wang Yizhi feel too depressed, although the spiritual power was too thin, but it was also much stronger than the spiritual power of Longyang City.

"Tell me, bird, sir, how did you fall in love with my little boy?"

Wang Yizhi landed successfully, and the little white bird that mentioned his throat and eyes finally let go, looked at the little white bird who was cowering on the side, looked at his little white bird with pitiful eyes, and began to understand the situation at the little white bird in a mocking tone.

While speaking, Wang Yizhi took out a potato from the ring in order to relieve the violent beating of the little liver, and his little hand involuntarily trembled slightly.

Click

Crisp and pleasant, fragrant and charming.

Wang Yi took a bite of potatoes and a mouthful of "potpourri", and he ate a lot of food.

"What the hell?"

Wang Yizhi looked at the little white bird in shock, and was a little unhappy.

"Quack"

The little white bird stretched out its bald wings with a long feather on the tip of its right side and pointed behind Wang Yizhi.

Since Wang Yizhi sat on the dead wood branch in front of the algae field on his back, behind him, a huge head of a golden behemoth with a pair of symmetrical horns slowly exposed, staring at the back of it in front of him, with Erlang's legs crossed, the crotch of his pants leaking, eating and gnawing and scolding the little white bird not far in front of him, the back of the young man who was quite spirited looked left and right, and kept looking, full of curiosity.

"Hmph"

Wang Yizhi snorted coldly, turned his head and looked behind him quite arrogantly, glanced at the huge golden pupils of the golden behemoth, turned his head as if he was nothing, and walked towards the little white bird who was trembling and trembling his legs, his steps were a little heavy, and he was a little uncontrollable.

Wang Yizhi put a pair of small sign language on the shoulders of the little white bird, and hinted at it many times to no avail, Wang Yizhi was a little angry, pinching the little white bird's small neck and shaking it back and forth, left and right, and couldn't help but shout urgently in his mouth: "Fly, fly."

"Saint, Source"

In Wang Yi's sea of divine consciousness, a voice sounded word by word, the power of the vicissitudes of the ancient years.

Wang Yizhi felt that he had gone through a long time, as if he had seen the bones he had buried here

"The Font ... ”

Wang Yizhi swallowed his saliva, and at this time he knew what the little white bird's so-called "Tianlong Pool" meant.

Obviously, the golden dragon in front of him is the owner of this place.

"To you" Wang Yizhi's little hand stretched out, and felt not very polite, and took a potato again, the origin of this potato, Wang Yizhi has always been very strange, since Tang Xiaoqi's reaction was noticed by Wang Yizhi, only to know that the animal skin package he was carrying was not the most feared by the demon spirit ancient beast, but the potato that revealed a very small part of the breath, this point was only mentioned that the beast was afraid of him because these two things were too terrifying, but he did not mention the "holy source".

The golden dragon is 100 meters tall, although it only shows its upright head, it is still terrifying, and at this moment, seeing the potato in Wang Yizhi's hand, it is trembling and prostrate in the algae, and his eyes are full of complex emotions of fiery desire, excitement and fear.

"Here you go," he said, and Wang Yizhi threw the potatoes directly at the algae.

"Roar Roar"

With the long-lasting roar of the golden dragon, Wang Yizhi dragged the little white bird and began to throw it into the air, until the little white bird came back to his senses and flew towards the sky crookedly.