bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 728 Qing'er's words are really biased
Hong Jiuqing looked aggrieved: "But I'm not going to die, Xiao Qing'er's words are really biased."

Feng Qingqing: "..."

Forgetting his undead physique for a moment, there is no life-threatening moment at all.

"You will experience the pain of death, won't you? I can also reduce the occurrence of this kind of situation," Feng Qing quickly changed the topic, "I heard the sound of water flowing ahead, and we don't have much time left, let's go Come on, go ahead and check."

She turned around in a hurry, and behind her, Hong Jiuqing pursed her lips, feeling a bit chilly and forbearing.

Walking through the dense forest, there is a vast grassland, and the water roaring down from the top of the mountain forms a huge waterfall, which spreads out along the river. Feng Qingqing looks along the river, and there are various animals swimming by the river. Qingqing and Hong Jiuqing were not in a hurry to escape, they looked at them carelessly, their clear and clean eyes were full of curiosity.

"It seems that my guess is right. Most of the creatures that appear now are herbivorous and docile." Feng Qing looked back at the little creature, and couldn't help but curled his lips into a chuckle. "Only living happily without natural enemies can we cultivate With such a bold temperament, he is ignorant and naive because he doesn't know the dangers in the world."

Who doesn't like something clean and pure, and she is no exception.

I long for the simplest beauty, so I cherish the simple creatures.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Hong Jiuqing felt a little uncomfortable in the silence: "Things that are too beautiful and clean will become the test of Yulong Pagoda?"

"The peach forest in Peach Blossom Village is also very beautiful, but it always has a coquettish feeling," Feng Qing said, "The trees and creatures here are so pure and extraordinarily clean that you can't notice any abnormalities at all. It's weird.

One, I didn't notice the abnormality, and was blinded by the feeling in front of me. This shows that the trial of the Dragon Tower has improved again. I could vaguely detect the abnormality before, but now I hardly feel it at all. Qian donkey poor?
Second, what you see and feel in front of you is real, there is no falsehood, and it changes the previous roughness, starting from the side, starting from here, it will be different from the previous trials. "

Hong Jiuqing lightly tapped the palm of the other hand: "I am more inclined to the second type. Remember what I told you, the Yulong Pagoda was not called the Yulong Pagoda, and its existence did not appear suddenly. According to the information obtained , was produced by the cooperation of several Sanxians and small gods. Its function and purpose are unknown, but what can be guaranteed is that it can be compared to an artifact.

The things that the artifact can do are far beyond imagination, and it is easy to create trials that do not repeat. "

Suddenly, Hong Jiuqing frowned and looked at the puddle not far away: "That is..."

Feng Qingqing followed his gaze and found a small goose yellow body lying upright in the puddle, buried head down in the water. She identified it carefully and found that it was the little bird that had just come in to get close to her.

Feng Qing hurriedly stepped forward to check, picked it up lightly, touched it with her fingers for a moment and came to a conclusion: "There is no breath, the cause of death is..."

"Drowning?"

She, who is skilled in medicine, doubted her own judgment for the first time. The puddle was only half the height of a bird. If she fell into it, she could get up immediately. It was as terrifying as someone drowning in the washbasin while washing their face.

Creatures have self-protection mechanisms, and they will struggle in the face of danger and death, but the side of the puddle is clean, and there is no trace of struggle.

This shows that the bird buried its head in the water to the point where it couldn't breathe and drowned, and it didn't move at all to save itself.

The part where she was in contact with the bird seemed to start to emit chills. Hong Jiuqing pinched the bird and put it aside, took out a handkerchief to wipe her palms, Feng Qingqing took the handkerchief to indicate that he was here, and he returned to the original place.

"Look, this puddle is much lower than its height, but from the time it fell into it until it died, it didn't struggle at all." Feng Qingqing felt unwell, and wiped her handkerchief harder, "Didn't you say that their IQs are higher than ordinary people?" Are birds and beasts taller? If so, it is even more impossible to be trapped in a small puddle and not get up."

Hong Jiuqing leaned against the tree trunk: "Could it be that it has a sudden illness, a sudden onset, and it doesn't even have the strength to get up from the puddle?"

"It's impossible," Feng Qing refuted his opinion, "No matter what kind of disease, it will not make a creature that was alive and kicking one moment not struggle when faced with the threat of death in the next second. instinct and desire to survive.”

Before she could finish speaking, two little birds flapped their wings and landed in front of them, looking at them curiously.

Feng Qingqing recognized that this was the friend of the little bird just now, Wei Leng wanted to hide the dead bird, the two reacted quickly, and jumped in front of the corpse of their companion, one of them was still calling in confusion, as if calling It's up and playing.

After calling for a while, the two little birds seemed to know what happened to their companions, and stopped calling. Feng Qingqing watched them flapping their wings, thinking that they were about to fly away, but they didn't expect them to flap their wings and dance around the dead bird's body a few times. He walked to the puddle and buried his head in it!

Feng Qingqing:! ! !

She hurriedly fished out the two little birds, and the docile birds bit her hand fiercely just now, Hong Jiuqing narrowed her eyes, swung her sleeves and swept them onto the grass, making her dizzy.

Hong Jiuqing grabbed her hand, checked for any wounds, made sure that the bird hadn't pecked the skin, and then relaxed after a little redness: "Don't go straight to it, these little spirit beasts are not easy to provoke when they are fierce."

"I'm in a hurry, it's just them..." When Feng Qingqing looked up again, the two little birds had plunged into the puddle again, and their small bodies began to struggle wildly. They might die in the next second, but they didn't want to lift their heads. When they got up, the strange situation made the two of them fall into silence.

The bright yellow wings gradually stopped fluttering, and the grass was scattered with water droplets, reflecting the warm sunlight.

"...The death of their companions will bring them such great determination," Feng Qing said after a long time before recovering her voice, "but their actions are reasonable, the body's instinctive struggle in the face of death, but how much it takes It takes perseverance to keep your head in the water..."

She has studied medicine and poison since she was a child, and she understands that instinct better than ordinary people, and she is even more shocked by Xiaoniao's behavior.

Darkness covered her eyes, and a cool temperature came from her eyes: "Don't watch this kind of scene, wait for me a moment."

His voice was low and soft.

The sound of the wind and the muffled cracking sound rang from her ears, and when Hong Jiuqing took her hands away from her eyes, the puddle was filled with soil, and three small soil bags appeared under the nearby tree.

"It seems that the trial here has already begun, Xiao Qing'er."

(End of this chapter)