Chapter 1292 The texture of dragon and phoenix eggs
"Run! Run! The gluttonous old monster is here! Run, run, run!"
The crow and the little fox, who had nothing to do, watched the two old men fighting. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw Pohe coming over angrily. They didn't dare to stay any longer, so they ran away. The two of them ran and laughed at the story they heard about "Old Liang" before.
, but one of them didn't pay attention and hit a tree with "Bang!"
"Oops!" Swing covered his head and became furious, pointing at the tree and shouting, "Ouch! The thief... no, it's a thief tree. He dares to hit me and pay for it!" This is a hooligan trick, not even letting the tree go.
However, she insisted on teasing it. The little fox squeaked a few times and slowly realized, "Oh? Isn't this my cute massage tree?" After walking around it for a few times, she found two branches hanging on the tree.
"Fruit", one of the fruits is as warm as jade, shining with a soft luster, and the pattern is mysterious and beautiful without losing its majestic shape. It is very special. "Isn't this tree unable to bear fruit?" The guy with the missing hand raised his hand and said
He was about to pick it, but at this moment, there were suddenly several strong winds flying from the side, as if there was a sneak attack from a hidden weapon. The corner of Swing's mouth wrinkled, and he sneered, "Whoa~" The Water Moon Sword was unsheathed. The little girl danced lightly with the sword flowers and counted them.
Dao Zhenqi spread along the sword body and met the hidden weapon. I could only hear, "Puff puff puff..." Unfortunately, the little fox's sword did not block any hidden weapons, and several feathers accurately pierced her body.
The pain made her roll all over the floor, "Oh! It hurts me to death! Luanying, you are so cruel! It hurts me to death!"
The person who threw the feathers was Luan Ying. She, Feng Yi, and Huang Ji were sitting at a table next to the autumn bird tree, "Swing, why can't you get rid of your gluttony?"
The crow, which hit the tree together with the swing but was slower to get up, stood up now and came to the table. "Hey, fourth sister, third sister, and who else, how are you doing?" He also said.
You're welcome, and sat directly between Luanying and Fengyi, "Hey, there's no room, so squeeze in."
Luanying and Fengyi shook their heads helplessly, and each moved to the side to make room for Birdman and the swing rolling on the floor, "Little fox, stop pretending, come and sit down quickly."
The squeaking swing stopped screaming immediately, stood up and sat on the seat, "Oh, I hate it, Luan Ying, why are you stabbing me?"
"What do you think?" Luanying asked, "How many times have I told you that dragon and phoenix eggs are not for eating? Why can't you remember?"
"Eggs~ Why aren't they for food~ Hum~ They are for food~" The swing did not dare to speak loudly, so he could only argue in a low voice, "Why aren't they placed in the center? Why are they hanging on the tree? The other one is Zu Feng Neidan.
?Have you really completely transferred the formation on the eggshell to there?"
Huang Ji said: "Didn't I tell you before? I thought it would take many years to unravel the formation on the dragon and phoenix eggs. But with the arrival of the parrot, the compact formation has become much looser. It is estimated that it will be faster than predicted. No.
Too urgent. In addition, the dinosaur phoenix egg we laid was damaged when we unraveled the formation, so we used the Autumn Bird Tree to inject a lot of life into it. Recently, I found that it seems... seems..."
"Overnutrition, right?" Birdman said, "You guys, it's true! You treat our Ashu as a human being, but you are trying to bring life to that egg. Tsk, tsk, tsk, my Ashu has lost weight!"
Fengyi glanced at the crow, "Anyway, let it slow down first and just hang it on the tree. There is no need to put it in the middle."
"That's good." Swing said happily, "This way I can let the tree continue to do its job - massage."
"No~" While the little fox was talking, Lang Jing came from nearby, "I have to put it there to reshape the body." He was holding a soul in his hand, which was the parrot. "You two, I told you
You guys, don't go too far with the massage."
"No, no, no, no! We still need a massage!" Birdman pulled Lang Jing and refused to allow him to put the parrot in the autumn bird tree. "This thing can be eaten by the swing. There is no need to waste your life on it."
Lang Jing didn't care about the crow and the little fox's mischief, and insisted on placing the parrot in the autumn bird tree, "Reshaping the Dharmakaya is not an easy task. The parrot's soul is in a coma. I need to control the whole process of body reshaping. Please don't
Noisy."
Seeing Lang Jing walking to the edge of the tree, the crow and the little fox were reluctant and pouted angrily. Feng Yi looked at the interesting looks of the bird man and his daughter and said with a smile: "You guys, don't be like children. Look at yourselves."
Her appearance is worse than that of Hemiao." There are many children in Qiutiao Mountain, but the most well-behaved is Kusaba and Matsudaira's daughter, Hemiao. She is very quiet and very popular with everyone.
"Why can't I be like a child? I will always be a little girl on this swing!" The little fox patted his chest and said proudly, "I will always be a child! What will I do when I grow up? What are the benefits? Is it possible that I can really become a sunflower?
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"Shua~" Luan Ying conjured up several more feathers, "Swing, if you tell me again, believe it or not, I will prick you?"
"Hehehehe, just a little joke~" the little fox quickly begged for mercy, "Don't be so sensitive~ Just tell a joke. Hey~ Speaking of jokes, we just heard a story from Old Chitou about the origin of the nickname of Uncle Liang.
Story. Old Chitou said..." This guy who not long ago said that he had the "sternest mouth" added some embarrassment to the past of the sky-stealing rat, "...at that time, Old Fishtou, Old Chitou and Old Uncle Liang all had sex with each other."
In the icy water, they were competing for the favor of the gluttonous old monster. In the end, old fish head and old red head couldn't hold on and jumped out, leaving only old uncle Liang to hold on. As a result, the gluttonous old monster went to win over old uncle Liang.
At that time, I found that he was freezing to death and his body was 'cold', so Uncle Liang got the nickname 'Old Liang'."
"Oh~ that's the reason?" Luanying and Fengyi were surprised, "But Heng Ye clearly said it was because Chi Ye and Old Uncle Liang were competing for favor, and they were more enthusiastic about their mother-in-law. Chi Ye swallowed a ball of fire on the spot and laughed.
Old Uncle Liang's heart is as cold as a stone compared to his, and that's why Old Uncle Liang got the nickname 'Old Liang'."
"Really? Is this what Old Man Yu told you?" Swing nodded, "Okay, I will add your plot next time. I just said..."
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At the place where the Sky Stealing Rat, Red Flame Beast and Taotie Granny.
"Haqiu! Haqiu! Haqiu! Haqiu..." Lao Liang and Chiyan Beast, who were pulled away by Grandma Taotie, kept sneezing while sitting on the ground for some reason. "Weird? Could it be that they are really old? After a while, they actually started to sneeze
You catch a cold and keep sneezing? Haqiu! Haqiu! Haqiu..."
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Autumn birds near the tree.
The crow and the little fox were chatting with the three masters of Phoenix and Phoenix. For some reason, the two of them glanced at the ancestral phoenix inner elixir and dragon and phoenix eggs hanging on the tree from time to time, with a lot of doubts in their eyes. The trio of Huangji and the birdman father and daughter were friends many years ago.
How could their relatives not see the abnormality in them and asked: "What's wrong? You usually pay the least attention to this egg, why do you like it so much today? Swing, are you greedy?" The latter sentence was a joke,
The Three Heroes of Zuhuang could clearly sense that there was something on the minds of Crow and his daughter.
Birdman said: "Brother Yi, let me ask you a question. Write a pattern on a piece of paper. What might it be?"
"What 'what could it be'? What kind of question is this?" Huang Ji didn't understand. "The lines written on the paper are probably formations, right?"
Swing asked: "What else?"
"It may also be letters." Feng Yi replied, "Some lines are the exclusive characters of various races and sects, or the characters of heaven."
"There's more."
"What's more?" Luanying thought for a while, "Then there's painting, which depicts something or a scene."
"continue."
"Continue?" The three heroes of Zuhuang didn't know how to answer, "What else can it be?"
The birdman and the swing looked at each other and said in unison: "Map."