Shui Wawa's little hands also returned to their normal pink color. Jun Yichen squatted behind Shui Wawa and watched carefully.
The blood fountain on the parrot's head is still gushing out; the black blood around the white eagle's eyes has reduced, and its complexion has begun to recover. It seems to be okay.
Qing Pingle waved his hand and made a gesture
The maniac and the little hunchback drove the people out again and told them to shut up.
The honey flower falcon swayed, stopped on the water doll's hand, and shouted:
"Choo Choo Choo......"
Shui Wawa said doubtfully:
"Baby flower and bird, the eagle hasn't woken up yet. Is everything okay, or is it hopeless?"
The honey-flowered falcon jumped on the white eagle's head, stepped on it twice with its feet smaller than a toothpick, and then jumped back on the water doll's hand.
Bai Ying closed his eyes, opened them again, looked at the water doll gratefully, shed a drop of crystal tears, slowly closed his eyes, and fainted.
Honey Flower Falcon swayed, began to change, and turned into a flower again
The water doll hugged the eagle, holding the petals with one hand, and murmured:
"Baby flower and bird, you saved Ying'er's life today. My sister likes you so much. Is Ying'er okay? Oh, what about this bad parrot? Is he still alive?"
The petals of the honey-flowered falcon are swaying, and the beaks are occasionally comparing, and the communication is quite smooth.
Jun Yichen picked up Shui Wawa. She was still holding Bai Ying'er in her arms. Although Ying'er was not dead, her feathers had turned gray and she probably would never get better.
The green snake is extremely venomous. Even if there is a slight delay, there is nothing that the Honey Silk Falcon can do.
"Is that ambergris?"
Qing Ping Le pointed at the honey silk flower falcon, remembering that the honey silk silk just now was so thin that it could bring the dead back to life.
"Is that Phoenix Fire?"
Jun Yichen also remembered that the honey-flowered falcon has such a thin feather and is so powerful.
The two men looked at each other, then looked at the water doll, then looked at the parrot and green snake on the ground. They were really scared.
Shui Wawa's little hand slowly stroked the white eagle, and kept saying:
"Baby Ying'er, you saved the lives of Wawa, Brother Jun and Uncle Qingpingle. Your sister, who will be fine, must save you..."
Jun Yichen couldn't help but rub Shui Wawa's little head and frowned...