After my mother's life was saved, Uncle Turtle was also seriously injured, and all his internal organs had been displaced. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After watching my mother spit out a mouthful of black blood and leave quickly, he also endured a shatter again, knowing that now was not the time to heal his wounds, and the golden-winged eagle was still eyeing the turtle in the sky, wanting to give Uncle Turtle a fatal blow.

With the flexible neck as a support, Uncle Turtle turned his body back on all fours. With trembling steps, he crawled out of the crater created by the impact of his own meteorite, and of course the crawling speed was almost the same as usual, but despite this, the turtle still crawled out of the crater under the cover of the dust that was stirred up. Hiding in a slit on the top of a mountain, the turtle entered a state of turtle breath due to the invasion of the frightened golden-winged eagle. A turtle's breath lasted for a spring and autumn, and when the turtle opened his eyes again, the golden-winged eagle had already lost patience, and a flapping of its wings was thousands of miles away, and it went to look for prey again.

Although the turtle breath method can slow down its own energy consumption and enter a state similar to suspended animation, not to mention that it is a turtle cast, if it is usually three years and five years, it is not a problem, but at this time, the turtle is already seriously injured, even if it is only excreted three times a year, the excretion waste is in the body I don't know how many times it has been circulated and absorbed, and the body really can't support the consumption of turtle breath. The turtle shell of the turtle is also consumed, and only a thin layer remains, and it feels like the turtle shell can be penetrated with a thin needle in one stroke.

Uncle Turtle couldn't help but be hungry at this point, so he turned down the hill and rolled down, careful not to collide with the sharp rocks on the path.

Along the way, the smoke and dust brought rolling stones, and the turtle went down the mountain, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and could no longer hold it back, so he rushed towards a small lake in the mountains. "Don't, don't, stop, stop. Ah............ "Although Uncle Turtle wants to brake very much, but such a fast speed will inevitably crush the hands and feet of the brake, so Uncle Turtle still honestly shrunk his limbs in the shell of the turtle and quietly waited for the arrangement of fate.

"I didn't expect to just get out of the eagle's mouth and fall into the mouth of the lake again. Uncle Turtle thought secretly. I think that the turtle is originally a descendant of the ancient giant tortoise giant, with unique defense and strength (if you enter adulthood, the fall of the golden-winged eagle will be a shock at most, and it will not cause any substantial damage), but it belongs to the category of land turtles, which is not as big as the water turtle, and is born to play in the water. Although there is a turtle character in the same possession, the turtle usually only comes out to drink water and is close to the water, if there is nothing to do, he will already hide far away. I really can't hide from the first day of junior high school, and I have to return to the water in the end.

As expected, without any external force, the passage that must enter the water has been rolled out by the turtle.

"Boom!" a crisp sound stirred up circles of water on the surface of the lake, and the tortoise contestant from the top of the mountain entered the water for 10 minutes.

Despite the buffer of the water, the huge kinetic energy generated from the top of the mountain finally dragged the turtle to the bottom of the lake. Finally, Turtle's limbs could touch the damp, rotting sludge at the bottom of the lake. Turtle Bo did what any drowning person would do, sliding his limbs irregularly, hoping to get back to the surface and breathe in the life-saving air. The shaking of the turtle uncle really brought some vitality to the world at the bottom of the lake that had not been stirring for a long time, and the sludge that had accumulated a lot of mud had regained its vitality and was flying around in the lake. Suddenly, the lake water became clear and became smoky.

I don't know if Uncle Turtle learned a simple paddling in a life crisis, or the Turtle Breath method used up Uncle Turtle's weight, so under the sliding of Uncle Turtle, Uncle Turtle actually resurfaced. Before the body reached the surface of the water, he stretched his neck early to welcome the air, and finally survived.

When Uncle Turtle adjusted his limbs and paddled towards the shore, his heart was not the aftermath of the catastrophe after surviving. At the bottom of the lake, in the commotion just now, some items in the dusty sludge were stirred, and the turtle found a turtle shell, which actually had a fatal attraction to himself from the depths of his soul.

The turtle uncle lying on the shore quietly thought about the turtle shell. The shell has remained intact after years of erosion (perhaps because of the protection of the lake and the encirclement of sludge). It must not be ordinary. Uncle Turtle's desire to get the shell of the turtle is gradually becoming active. That turtle uncle still has a strong heart!

The turtle boy dragged his torn body back in search of food, and although the tortoise shell was precious, it was the most important thing to survive now. Due to the presence of this tortoise shell or the severity of the injury, the turtle stayed in this lake for a hundred years. It took fifty years to recover from his injuries, but the deep crack on his back, which was left by the impact, has not been repaired at all. This is an impossible thing for a turtle with a strong vitality, and the only explanation is that this scar has already damaged the origin, and if there is no way to restore the original source, this rift will always exist.

Thinking of this, Uncle Turtle looked at the sky and seemed to say to the golden-winged eagle: "The day I am healed from my wounds will be the time for me to take revenge." "Of course, Uncle Turtle has not succeeded in taking revenge until now, after all, the speed of the Golden-winged Eagle is too fast, and Uncle Turtle's escape technique can only be hehehe, and there will be no intersection at all, but what will happen in the future.

For the rest of the day, he tried various ways to get closer to the bottom of the lake again, such as climbing the mountain again, rolling towards the surface of the lake again (but most of the time rolling off the right path), strapping boulders to jump towards the bottom of the lake, or dragging the aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake, of course, each time he failed. The lake looked shallow, but it was actually very deep, and after finally reaching the bottom of the lake, after searching for a while, he had to resurface because of his exhaustion. In this way, in the turtle uncle, who has been fighting with the lake for decades, the turtle breath technique turned out to be more advanced. However, the turtle still did not find the piece of tortoise shell that haunted his dreams and would wake up in his dreams.

However, the hard work paid off, and the turtle encountered a once-in-a-century drought in the world, and the scale of the lake was reduced by half. This time, Uncle Turtle really took the turtle shell as if he was looking for a bag, for fear that the drought would go too fast, and Uncle Turtle searched for the turtle shell in the lake day and night. Finally, a year later, Uncle Turtle finally got the shell.