Wangcai is very depressed now, and there are three.
Firstly, for such a smart and wise divine bird to be captured by a reckless man, it really brought disgrace to the bird world.
Secondly, it was getting dark now and it was already dinner time, but I didn’t go back. The little master didn’t come to look for me to go back for dinner. He didn’t regard me as his brother at all.
Thirdly, if you are caught, you will be caught. If you want to eat this magical bird, you should braise it or steam it. What's the point of roasting this magical bird with fire? I don't know that this magical bird is nicknamed "fire" by Jianghu people.
Phoenix?
When the flames burned fiercely, Gray could clearly hear what Gesang was saying over there, who was drinking heavily.
He said in surprise: "What, you want to take those Middle-earth people to Wushan? Wushan is nearly ten thousand miles away from here, and it is deep in the mountains. It is very dangerous. Besides, you have just come back from Middle-earth and haven't had a good rest yet.
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Gesang rolled his eyes and said: "You think I want to go, but I can't go against the words of the great wizard. I really don't know why the great wizard values these young people so much."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank a few sips of wine.
The southern Xinjiang wine was strong, and Gesang was a woman. After a few sips, her tongue stretched out, and her black face turned a little red. It had a different flavor.
After she recovered from the alcohol, she said: "I haven't eaten anything today and I'm starving to death. You should roast that game quickly."
Gray said: "Isn't it being baked? It will be ready soon... eh..."
Halfway through, Gray suddenly exclaimed in surprise, how could the bonfire that was burning just now be extinguished in the blink of an eye? Moreover, the firewood was also burned, leaving only a pile of ashes.
As for the fat bird, it was still tied to the iron rod and was staring at him with its big innocent eyes.
It doesn’t make sense!
Gray scratched his head in confusion.
If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. He is brave and brave, but rarely uses his brain.
He picked up a pile of firewood next to him and stuffed it under the grill, and poured some spirits on the firewood. As soon as the flames started, the flames started to spread.
Under the gaze of the two brothers and sisters, they did not see the fat and oily game struggling in pain in the flames. Instead, they saw the fat bird seeming like a fish in water in the flames. It seemed to be integrated with the flames and seemed to be itself.
Like a fire-eating monster.
A pile of wood turned into ashes in a matter of seconds, burning ten times faster than usual. As for the flames, it seemed that they were all absorbed by the fat bird.
This weird scene made Gesang Gray rub his eyes subconsciously.
Wangcai was so proud now that he cackled twice, opened and closed his mouth, and began to laugh at Gray again.
At this time, Gesang finally saw that the fat bird placed on the grill turned out to be the fire phoenix raised by Ye Xiaochuan.
She smiled bitterly, and instantly understood the cause and effect of the matter.
My brother was good at everything, but he had too much self-esteem. He was probably thinking about being laughed at by the fat bird in the morning, so he caught the fat bird and planned to roast it and eat it.
No wonder I didn't see this fat bird when I sent Ye Xiaochuan and others away from Tianhuo Dong.
She asked Gray to untie Wangcai.
Gray was so frightened now that he didn't dare to approach Wangcai at all, and even felt like he wanted to kneel down and worship.
People are like this. Things that they cannot understand often are attributed to the work of gods.
This fat bird is not afraid of flames. Even its feathers were not burned off and it ate all the flames. What is this if it’s not the witch ancestor Zhu Rong? Maybe this fat bird is the reincarnation of the witch ancestor Zhu Rong!
Seeing Gray's fearful look, he heard him muttering: "Witch Zu Zhurong, Wu Zu Zhurong..."
Gesang said angrily: "What witch ancestor? This fat bird raised by Ye Xiaochuan has a very special background. It is a fire phoenix. Although it has not awakened yet, because it has the blood of the phoenix, it is naturally not afraid of flames." I know.
The game was a fat bird raised by Ye Xiaochuan, so we couldn’t eat this feast. Gesang was still wondering before, how could there be such a fat bird in the mountains of southern Xinjiang that even farts with oil? Now he understands, only Ye Xiaochuan
I don’t know what he thought about raising such a fat bird and why he wanted to
The good divine bird Fire Phoenix was raised into a big fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
People in southern Xinjiang naturally worship the fire totem, and Gesang was very interested in the fire phoenix.
Seeing that Gray was still timid and did not dare to approach Wangcai, she stepped forward and with a few light strokes of her fingers, the wire on Wangcai's body was cut.
She looked up and down while holding Wangcai, and said in the Chinese language: "Huofeng, your master is not good, and there is no future with him. Why not follow me in the future? I guarantee that you will awaken your bloodline in the shortest possible time and become a true immortal phoenix."
, how about it?"
Wangcai is still very loyal. These two guys wanted to eat him just now, and he was already angry in his heart.
It struggled a few times, but when it couldn't break free from Gesang's hand, it suddenly opened its mouth and spit out many fireballs. At the same time, the feathers all over its body were filled with flames.
Gesang didn't expect that the fat bird would do such a trick, and he was immediately happy.
The flames that spewed out of Wangcai's mouth and radiated from his body were not ordinary flames, but heavenly fire, which was extremely powerful.
As a result, Gesang blew a few breaths and defused Wangcai's attack.
In terms of fire control, who can compare with the witchcraft of southern Xinjiang? Among the twelve witch ancestors worshiped by people, there is a fire god Zhurong.
Wangcai relied on this self-defense technique to defeat an invincible group of birds in Cangyun Mountain, and became the top brother in the bird world in Cangyun Mountain.
Seeing that his flames couldn't do anything to this woman, Wangcai immediately withered away, changed his expression, and rubbed his head against Gesang's arm affectionately, completely losing his previous fierce look.
"Keke! What a spiritual bird. It deserves to be a fire phoenix. Let me lead the way to Wushan. You have to get some benefits. I have decided that I want you!"
Twenty miles away to the north is Wumingshan Wowoli.
Ye Xiaochuan did not cook in person tonight. He was discussing with Yang Yishuang, Zuo Qiu and others about going to Wushan to look for Feng Yuyan tomorrow morning.
Even though Wushan is only less than ten thousand miles away, the deeper you go into the mountains, the slower your marching speed becomes. It is estimated that these thousands of miles can only be used in the primitive jungle, and the speed is far inferior to flying in the air.
, it would be good if we could advance five hundred miles every day.
Moreover, after entering the deep mountains and old forests, you have to deal with various possible dangers.
Fortunately, there are many of us, and now we are discussing how to allocate matters after entering the mountain.
The team of 300 people was divided into several groups, some were exploring the front and some were on guard at night.
Yang Shijiu was gnawing on a big bone. He came over and saw that the younger brother and others had not finished discussing. He said, "younger brother, have you seen Wangcai? I cooked a big pot of bone soup. Wangcai is the best."
I like this one, why haven’t I seen it all night? Normally, it would be drooling and waiting next to me before the pot is opened.”
