Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"So I said it was not dug up by humans, but by crows."

"Crow?" Bo Yesheng frowned and stared at her with some confusion. Song Yi shrugged, "This cave has made me suspicious from the beginning. Now it seems that it is indeed the case. .”

The deeper they went, the thinner the air became. Song Yi took out a pill for Bo Yesheng to take, and he took it all without hesitation.

"If I'm not wrong, everything inside is a trap." Song Yi didn't care at all what kind of harm Bo Yesheng would get inside. He now has the basic ability to protect himself.

Suddenly he felt a little relieved, and he had the feeling of watching his little brother grow up. It was exactly as he expected. As soon as he got down, he suddenly moved forward and backward, squeezing the entire space.

Both of them could hardly breathe, but Song Yi smashed it open and entered the next level.

"If I'm not wrong, this crow has been bound here." Thinking of the character of that monster, she couldn't help but feel disgusted. She said that he was just doubtful before, but now he can only say that he is sure.

She was extremely certain that the crow was indeed imprisoned.

As another sword rain fell, Bo Yesheng had no time to dodge and was wiped off his hand. Large areas of red dripped down, accompanied by a crow's cry.

The red crow flew over in a hurry. Song Yi's eyes dimmed and she stretched out her hand to pull off its feathers, but how cunning was this crow?
"How dare you pull out my hair?"

"You're still one who can talk?" Song Yi raised her eyebrows, which seemed a little interesting. But after thinking about it carefully, she stood out among millions of crows and wouldn't mutate. When speaking, she was still very interesting. prone to happen.

"If my hair was pulled out, I wouldn't survive."

Its strange red eyes stared at them closely, perhaps because it was afraid of Song Yi, so it took action to terminate the mechanism. In addition, the blood in Bo Yesheng was mixed with evil aura, which was the most dangerous for this species. Attractive.

Song Yi also made a joke, "You might as well seduce it, maybe it will agree."

Bo Yesheng was speechless immediately, "Miss Song, I think it's better to forget it."

It was as if she suddenly lost interest and wanted to get up and leave. Counting down to 321 in her heart, the crow spread its wings angrily.

"Why are you leaving? You can't leave."

"Why can't you go?"

Song Yi became a little curious, and the strangeness in the red crow's eyes disappeared instantly, "You have to stay and help me unlock this seal."

She smiled. It seemed that her guess was correct. It was impossible for this crow to leave the monster. Because it was cursed, it was willingly enslaved. And now, even if the monster dies, the red crow cannot live longer. It Life span is constantly decreasing.

"If you want me to help you, I have only one condition, and that is to pluck one of your feathers and give it to me."

The red crow seemed unable to understand why these two humans were so obsessed with their feathers, but it also hesitated, "But if I don't have feathers, I will really die."

"You won't die. My Taoism can save your life. If my guess is correct, you will die suddenly within three days." Sure enough, the red crow saw that he was truly talented and learned, so The fluffy feathers trembled, but he agreed. Seeing that his goal was achieved, Song Yi plucked the feathers off his body without saying a word, so that the crow was not prepared.

Bo Yesheng saw that the crow was bleeding. He just plucked out a feather. Why did it start bleeding?Something is really wrong, so wrong.

But the blood showed no intention of stopping, just like a faucet, it kept flowing down. The crow howled in pain: "I told you, my feathers cannot be plucked out."

This type of crow has been tempered thousands of times and is made. Feathers have melted into their skin, and they are still connected with the skin, so when a feather is pulled out, it will bleed. Case.

But these were all trivial to Song Yi. She calmly tried to plug the bleeding hole with something, and then silently recited a spell. The feather was miraculously recovered, but it was not red, but black. .

"All right."

Song Yi gave the feather to Bo Yesheng and looked at the crow with interest, "As one of the four weird red crows, do you know where the Snow Mountain Flying Fox is?"

The red crow suddenly felt that it was shameless and wanted to get inside, but was caught by Song Yi. The crow wanted to pretend to be dead, but it couldn't beat Song Yi now.

"Why are you going to Snow Mountain Flying Fox? Then you don't even know about me."

"Are you sure you don't know anything?" Song Yi's eyes widened and his smile became brighter, as if he could crush the crow's head immediately if it disagreed. Thinking of this, the red crow couldn't help but shrink back. neck.

Women are really terrible.

There was still a dull pain in the feathers, and it said: "The snow-capped mountain flying fox generally likes to create an illusion for people. In fact, human dreams are food. If you really go in, you won't be able to touch its true body."

After hearing the words of the red crow, Song Yi fell into deep thought. The next medicinal ingredient was the snow-capped mountain flying fox. However, the snow-capped mountains and flying foxes lived in completely different environments, so she thought at that time that it should be one of the four weird ones, and asked Only when I saw the red crow did I know that it was really the case.

"I've told you everything you want to know. Can you treat me well now?" The red crow scratched his neck and glared angrily. He has the urge to hit the wall and die if you don't treat me. .

Song Yi glanced at it and threw a pill into its mouth, "Childish."

"Mr. Bo, since you have obtained one of the medicinal materials, let's go back to the capital first."

When Bo Yesheng heard this, he hummed. After the red crow chewed the pill, he fell asleep. When he woke up again, his feathers had all turned black.

The red feathers have always existed for profit, and when they returned to black feathers, they naturally became an ordinary crow, and the soul attached to it disappeared.

After hearing this, Bo Ye didn't have any emotional fluctuations. He just asked lightly: "What about the animals in this forest?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Bo to be so kind-hearted?" Song Yi joked.

(End of this chapter)