In a word, Wang Xuan vaguely understood something, the catastrophe of Wuhua was related to the Holy Jade King, who was the true emperor?

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"Huh"

A pale gray shadow the size of a thumb flashed and landed on Cheng Yan's left shoulder with precision, and the strong wind carried it quickly lifted the hair in her ears and fluttered messily.

Hey, what a delicate bird, slightly longer than the bird, a little longer than a third of the bird, the pointed beak like a needle, the size of a grain of rice, shaped like a woodpecker, the whole body is white and colorful, as if wrapped by a layer of fluorescence, it looks smart under its beating.

Cheng Yan held her left hand upward, the bird fluttered its wings and fell, her internal strength was slightly vomited, a gray-white hair loosened her palm, and a three-centimeter-long, toothpick-thick paper tube was tied to the hair.

Wang Huo was slightly surprised, feeling that the birds were very cute, and couldn't help but stretch out his right hand flat, and beckoned to the birds with his fingers, causing the birds to chirp for a while.

"Giggle......" Cheng Yanchun bloomed, smiling, staring enviously at the golden silk bird flashing to Wang Huo's palm, and said lightly: "The golden silk bird is open, you are the second person to get its recognition, and finally listen to its rhythm, it's so beautiful!"

"It's an honor!" Zheng Shang was fascinated, still immersed in the beautiful rhythm, as if he was wandering in a fairyland, and his elegant cheeks became uninhibited.

Cheng Yan was pleasantly surprised to see the golden silk bird jumping happily on Wang Huo's body, as if she had found a long-lost family member, she was extremely active, chirping constantly, and she was tired and crooked on Wang Huo's body, very intimate.

"The Golden Silk Bird has extraordinary spirituality, it belongs to one of the birds of cultivation, its internal strength is golden, once it launches an attack, it becomes golden, and it pierces the golden diamond wood with a pointed beak, its strength is comparable to that of a martial artist, don't underestimate it!"

"Wow!" Wang Huo was very surprised, wouldn't it be invincible if he raised a batch of golden silk birds, and it was an absolute spiritual secret weapon.

"Giggles, it is a spirit bird that took three years to recover by Wuhua, and its offspring are very slow, and it may not recognize people as the master, Wuhua raised it for ten years to breed five, and it only recovered three. Cheng Yan reminded that everyone in the ancestral home of Jingshan hopes to capture spirit beasts and spirit birds for their own use, but it is difficult to reach the sky.

Wang Huowan smiled, did not speak, and played with the golden silk bird by himself, and felt that affinity was the most important, and the internal strength contained the essence of plants and trees without worrying about the birds not being close.

While admiring the beautiful rhythm brought by the golden silk bird, Cheng Yan unfolded the paper tube, and a three-inch-long piece of paper revealed that everything was okay with four words, and a flower word at the end.

She did not change her appearance, and recorded Wang Huo's strategy with internal strength condensation, and felt that Wang Huo showed a surprised look and said: "Xuanling grass, take clear heart and calm qi, through the conditioning, take the leaves carefully developed to be used as rice paper, and the internal strength condensation words can be guaranteed for three days, this piece is worth 100,000 yuan crystal." ”

Dressed in white, apologetically red, comfortable and charming, Wang Huo perceived her voice and smile like the eldest sister next door, and the couple were close to each other.

It is rare for the golden silk bird to show its face when it is free from freedom, as if living in a strange savage tribe, different races, unable to speak, lonely and lonely, and becoming eclipsed.

Now it is a joy party, sizzling and screaming, directly forgetting its duty and mission, lingering and flickering on Wang Huo's ears, hair, shoulders, palms and fingers, as if the relatives who have been separated for centuries have met, and they are infatuated.

Wang Huo was also very happy, perhaps because he felt its loneliness and behaved very kindly, sensing that Cheng Yan was frozen there and said to the golden bird: "Go, complete your mission and come back, you can also bring a few companions back, so that we can spend less time apart?"

Zheng Shang stared at him in surprise and opened his mouth slightly, this is okay, if the golden silk bird thinks like a bird, tilting his little head to think about the problem, it is really incredible, his trick to deceive children can also work?

Cheng Yan's eyelids blinked, slightly shaking the phoenix's head noncommittal, always felt too child's play, the golden silk bird is notoriously difficult, delicate It belongs to a hegemon among birds, fortunately, the golden silk bird has a mild temperament, if it is carnivorous, it will dominate the birds.

"Sizzle......" The golden silk bird nodded under the gaze of the three people, then put on a hair loop, covered the rice paper tube with feathers, and circled around the top of Wang Xuan's head and flashed away towards the Divine Axe Mountain.

Fast, so fast, no wonder Bai Xiaosheng is well-informed, there must be other communication birds to complete the communication task.

"That strand of hair is a legacy of the ancestors, those who practice martial arts break through the martial arts, and the hair is also a weapon, soft and tough. Zheng Shang sighed, slightly distracted, revealing a look of yearning.

"Rustle", "squeak", ......

A noisy sound of snow treading came into the eardrums, and the iron tower struck the head, leading the Xiao Liao and the others to come, carrying three black and stinky corpses.

The total number of people was not less than a thousand, high-level gatherings, almost everyone looked at them angrily, Xiao's head stood in the air, stranded at a height of thirty meters, looking down on the audience, with a full face.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Qiao's two daughters walked together, delicate and icing, their eyes showed worry and hatred, ignoring a group of people and others to stand still behind Wang Xuan, wanting to speak and stop.

"Squeak, squeak", "rustle......

The tower trotted all the way, setting off a burst of snow flying, shouting as he ran: "Master, everyone has brought, a few people were strangled to death by me who didn't listen to Xiao Toutou's orders, by the way, who is Xiao Tou?"

The words were amazing, causing thousands of people to wheez, and derived a steaming wave, hidden in the old bull's nose snort, sprinkling the pattern of kicking the bullfight.

Specially looking for death, openly killing people, Lao Tzu saw how this little bastard ended today, and it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart if he didn't tear him alive.

Damn, the people of the Xiao family dare to kill, this man guarding the pool is really crazy, he deserves to die, he should be killed if he causes trouble and stirs up trouble and makes the Divine Axe Gang unpeaceful!

"Shut up, it's not big or small, who is your master? Can't you see the big head growing on the top of your head?" Wang Huo scolded playfully, blinking his eyelids and tilting his head slightly.

"Ah, oh, where is it?" Iron Tower was straightforward, believing it, looking up at the big head in mid-air, raising his hand awkwardly and grabbing the back of his head and smirking, not afraid at all.

This expression attracted the attention of thousands of people, and when they looked up, they gasped, and the head of the helper was ...... No, why is the helper here, there is no fun in killing people now.

Xiao Tai was so angry that his face turned blue, causing a fluctuation in the space, and he hated in his heart, little bastard, if you can't solve the poisoning incident today, this seat will definitely let you survive and not die.

Wang Yu smiled, ignoring everyone's hateful faces, waved his hand at the tower and said, "Go, arrest the first person to report the news, the kind of eagle catching chickens." ”

"Oh, what?" the tower was confused, and just after taking two steps, he turned back and asked, what is it like for an eagle to catch a chicken?