The Fighting Spirit of the Seven-Colored Eagle
Chapter 522:The Fighting Spirit of the Seven-Colored Eagle
“Look at that cowardly look!”The poison butterfly despised me white and said, "A total of thirteen, I am not all nourished." “
"Thirteen, it's only?"I gritted my teeth, and there was a impulse to rush up and strangle the little skin.
The poison butterfly seemed to have sensed, and looked at me, just this look, I suddenly felt that there was something cold and cold slipping out of my chrysanthemum, and then slipped back again.
I was suddenly like a thunderbolt, standing on the spot, is a stud!
“Is there any problem?”The poisoned butterflies laughed at the devil.
“There is no more!”I shook my head firmly, and a thousand llamas ran by in my heart, roaring: Laozi's daisies!
My whole person is not good, my dignity is broken, I fall everywhere, I can't pick it up.
Little girl, you're tough!Don’t let me get the chance.Otherwise, you will be doubled back!
“Good!”The poison butterfly reached out and pinch her face, a look that determined me.
“Little Spring, what happened to you?”Gua Gua was very timely and came up with gossip.
“Fuck off!”I sent him a word and said, “Why did you come here?”
“Fuck, be kind as a donkey liver lung!”Gua Gua is innocent."I want to help you train the colorful eagle, you this guy is so unrestrained to raise it, be careful to waste it."
I suddenly remembered the king of the blood ravens, before Miao said that it can be used to exercise the combat power of the colorful eagle, as long as there is blood can not die, is the best sparring sandbag.
Moreover, the colorful eagle really needs to be tempered, the brute is not fat recently, when I just came back, I naively thought that it had not seen me for more than 20 days, in a bad mood, overeating?As a result, Xu Dashan said that it broke the door of the storage room and gave him a light to eat the good things he had treasured.I don’t have half a cent to worry about, I don’t care.
“What do you want to do?”As I said, I have come to the Spirit.
Guago said, “I’ll see if your yard is big enough, and if you want to hammer the colorful eagle, you must build a fighting field.”It's a small place."
I clapped my hand and said, "Absolutely enough, the big one behind it is like a basketball court, and it's flat."I took Guago and a few people to the back door to the backyard.
Guago looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, said yes, ordered the fat man to go to the door, said that the people who set up the fighting arena would come immediately.
The fat man said and went out.
Seeing that I did not understand, Guagot explained: "The King of Blood Crows will fly, so it is necessary to build a cage to prevent it from escaping, and he is afraid of cinnabar, as long as the cinnabar is smeared on the cage, it is basically foolproof."
I nodded, some understanding of what he was thinking.
Not long after, the fat man led a line of twenty people to enter, and there was a car, the car was carrying a small finger so thick steel yarn net, the gap is probably a tofu block so big, the blood jay king absolutely can not run out.
In addition, there is a cage of bamboo rats.
Their movements are very fast, and when they are measured in the backyard, they begin to unload, pile, assemble and weld, and the yarn is modular, with a hinge that links to each other, and is assembled especially fast.The remaining two people painted the scarlet things to the yarn, and at a glance, they knew that it was cinnabar.
It only took about an hour, a basketball court so large that a square cage three stories high was assembled and welded.
I tried to shake it up hard, and found that it was particularly strong, and the hard-hitting ground-foot bolts and steel keel were very thick.It is also believed that Guaco did this for the sake of safety.
“What to do now?”I asked.
Guago did not answer, but let the assembled people leave, and when they left with the car, they said to me: "You go to the King of Blood Crow first, and you have to add a insurance."
I nodded, and immediately ran home to take out the cylinder containing the blooded king of the ravens, and the ghost was dying, and two or three days passed, and I did not know that I would die or die.
Guago took over, carefully opened the lid of the cylinder, exposed only a gap, and then said to the poison butterfly: "It's up to you."
The poison butterfly nods its head.There were words in his mouth, the palms were spread out, and only a black one, like a horse-land worm, jumped from the palm of his hand to the cylinder and drilled into it along the cylindrical gap.
Guago put on the lid in time, and at this time, the cylinder made a fierce struggle.The thuds, and the hissing, was evidently the movement of the blood-crow king.
I stood, this is clearly the poison butterfly intends to troll the blood 鸦ling king.
This is the first time I have known that the clam can also be used against these messy monsters.
Not long after, the poison butterfly mouth was relaxed, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and he said, "It's done."
After that, she took out and put a small bell, "the bell" shook a little, the struggle inside the cylinder suddenly stopped, and suddenly calmed down.
Guago saw this and opened the iron door and walked in.He opened the cylinder and poured out the King of Blood, and the ghost's eyes were closed, as if they were dead.
The poisoned butterfly explained: "I gave this blood ravie a sleeper, only need to inject the sting energy, gently ring the bell to the left and right, the pee will make a role, the blood ravens will immediately sleep to death, and if the bell is shaken up and down, it will wake up from the sleep and death state; control is very simple, in addition, in order to prevent this thing from escaping, I also put down the order."Once it leaves the bell more than fifty meters, the sleepy clam will immediately kill it, and at this distance, it will die when it comes out of this yard.”
I can’t wait to hear it, it’s just so useful.A bell can kill the fierce blood ravens.
Thinking about it, I was a little strange, and I asked, “Can the worm still go down to the murderous spirit?”
"The ever-changing, profound, even if we study for a lifetime, we can only pry into the tip of the iceberg, not to mention the evil spirits in the region, even the soul can be a troll, but it is very difficult."Blood ravens are a murderous spirit, but they are also a kind of life, and naturally there is no talk.”The poison butterfly seemed to talk about her field, and some little pride explained it to me.
I opened my eyes, it turns out that the clam is not dedicated to people, but to all beings, even souls!
That's a little scary!
I knew then that Guago and the poison butterfly had come together, and had thought they had just happened to be one day before.
After the bled ravens, Gua Gua also grabbed a bamboo rat from the rabbit cage and threw it in, saying, "Bamboo and rat flesh-and-blood yin, the most suitable for blood ravens as blood ravens of blood ravens."
I nodded, the bamboo rat's head is still very large, like a rabbit.
“Try it.”When Guago closed the cage door again, the poison butterfly handed me the little bell on his hand.
I took it, shook it up and down, and the bell made a very crisp sound.
When the bell fell, I saw the fainting blood king, opened his eyes, his eyes were rapidly focused, locked up near, and the bamboo rat was still poignant.
The next moment, dying, it did not know where the strength came from, and jumped on the bamboo rat in a moment, and quickly drilled into it.
The bamboo rat uttered a very painful scream, pedalling on four legs, all twitching, and the body drying down at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon that leaked air.
Soon, with a thunting, the blood ravens came out from the bamboo and mouse, and the dying appearance disappeared, looking like a dragon and tiger, the original broken feet, wings.The beak was all as good as the beginning, and the blood of the violent blood was fixed on the people of us.
A little pause it immediately rushed toward us, but the "hush" one hit the wall of the cage, and suddenly came back with black smoke.It was obviously wounded by the cinnabar smeared on the cage.
But it was fierce, and after landing, it shook its head.Immediately fly again, constantly turning in the iron cage, trying to find the brokenness of the cage.
“The Gollum!”
At this time, the colorful eagles that had been basking in the sun in front of the house ran out of the house, which should have sensed the breath of threat.
At this time, it was no smaller than an adult medium-sized dog, and its fat was loaded on the ground, similar to being pregnant.
But don't look at it fat, dexterity is still quite possible, as soon as you come up and fly to the cage, sharp eagle eyes staring at the blood jays inside, cold as a knife.There was still a constant turn around the iron cage, looking for the entrance, and a cooing alarm in his mouth.
The colorful eagle is the best in the report of Xiaoyang animal, born with the ghosts and evils do not deal with, once encountered, will inevitably fight to kill.
I saw that the boss was relieved that although the brute was greedy and ate, it was not really lazy, but there was no opponent, as long as there was an opponent, its fighting passion immediately came out.
It is, after all, a half eagle.The desire to fight is born!
“Let it in, it can’t wait!”Guago laughed.
I nodded, but there was some worry, and asked, "Blood ravens eat blood is strange, the colorful eagle will not suffer?"The bamboo and mouse skin lying on the ground is a clear proof, called terror.
“No.The colorful eagles will only take advantage of.”The poisoned butterfly shook its head, saw that I was puzzled, and said with a smile: "The colorful eagle is a very sunny morning chicken, full of blood and blood, for the blood ravens is simply a poisonous thing, is one of the few species that the blood jay dare not devour."
Then I realized.This was assured, and gently shook the bell to the left and right, and the blood-crow king fell from the air and fainted.
Then I opened the cage, and the colorful eagle grunted, and flew straight in.
I shut it up and down again, and then I raised the bell to wake the Blood Crow King.
The King of Blood soon awoke, but he was half-slowed, and a picture was swept away by a claw of a colorful eagle, leaving a few blood bars on his body.
But after all, it was the king of thousands of blood ravens, fell to the ground only a little, and the blood-eyed immediately locked the colorful eagle, flaming its wings, and flew over.
The colorful eagle was even more unkind, and in the moment when the King of Blood broke on the ground, he rushed over the knife.
Both sides are fighting, and the war is imminent.
I can't help but get excited, this battle scene, the blood boils!
Neither side seems to be with each other, both are full of war, look at such a battle, although different from people, but the realm of burning of the war is very rare.
The improvement of your combat strength will definitely be a good inspiration!
It was a great surprise.
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"I think the seven-colored eagle will win."Look at the fierce battle scene inside, fat man.
Guago disapprovingly, said, "The king of blood ravens will win."
The two looked at each other, squinted at each other, and at the same time came: "bet a game!"
Gua Ge came energetically, and hurriedly called: "Come, I sit in the house, one lose two, bet!"
Me, the poisoned butterfly: “...”
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