phoenix maiden

Chapter 327 The Wrathful Monkey-faced Crow 3
Bird droppings rained like rain!

Moreover, they fell very concentratedly towards the place where the Meng brothers and sisters were!

Immediately, a stench spread, and the smell was so unpleasant that it was suffocating...

Lu Tao really wanted to take people to the camp where Feng Jiushang and others were staying, but after hesitating for a while, he secretly thought, let's forget it, it stinks, and it can't kill people, if you can't even guard your own camp It would be a shame to live there!Meng Youliang also noticed that Bird Shiyu has been chasing the two brothers and sisters away, it's really evil...

Since you can't hide, then bear with it!
Meng Youliang was a little pissed off, so he simply stood in one place in a fit of anger, not dodging or evading, even though his face and body were covered with bird feces...

The rain of bird droppings lasted for about a quarter of an hour before it stopped completely. Immediately afterwards, the monkey-faced crows circled in the air and wailed for a while, before sinking one by one into the valley under the pitch-black high hills.

Lu Tao's heart fell to the ground at this moment, and he ordered everyone to clean up the camp, rebuild tents and so on.

Meng Youlan, who had recovered from his shock, looked at her embarrassed appearance covered in bird feces, and then at the spotless Feng Jiushang opposite, she suddenly became angry, and pulled out a mercenary saber, venting her madness Chopping and chopping the dead body of the monkey-faced magic crow that was burnt to look like black charcoal...

Feng Jiushang shook his head, and walked slowly to the bonfire in the center of the camp.

"Miss Feng, why are there a large number of monkey-faced devil crows? Also, why do they only actively attack Lu Tao's side and let us go? Moreover, they are particularly hostile to the Meng brothers and sisters, why is that? ?”

Qingying threw out all the doubts in his heart.

Qingying goes to and from the Warcraft Mountains all year round to do missions, and occasionally encounters a monkey-faced magic crow, but has never seen them actively attack humans.

Thinking about the monkey-faced demon crow's riot just now, I still have lingering fears in my heart. Therefore, Qingying wanted to know more, and he was sure that Feng Jiushang knew all his questions.

Feng Jiushang smiled faintly, lowered his voice, and explained briefly.

Earlier, Meng Youlan thought that the dry pancakes were hard to swallow, so she threw a few of them under Gao Gang in annoyance.

Coincidentally, they hit the monkey-faced magic crows that came out of the valley to look for food one after another...

This naturally angered the monkey-faced crows, so they quickly assembled and flew up to Gaogang to take revenge.

Just as this group of monkey-faced crows flew up, everyone in Feng Jiushang's camp had already finished their meals, and the food residues were also dug and buried.

But Lu Tao's side is not the same, most of them are still eating... The smell of food, and the smell of blood from the injured mercenary's wounds attracted the Monkey-faced Demon Crow.

Therefore, the monkey-faced demon crow attacked Lu Tao alone.

During this period, Meng Youlan hit the monkey-faced magic crow with dry pancakes in a panic, and the clever monkey-faced magic crow recognized it. This kind of attack was no different from the ones encountered in the valley...

After sending messages to each other, the monkey-faced magic crows finally reached a consensus—Meng Youlan was the culprit of the attack, so the monkey-faced magic crows unceremoniously launched an attack.

At the end, Feng Jiushang smiled slyly, and told everyone that the rain of bird droppings was not the end of the show, there will be a sequel tomorrow, and there are still good shows to watch...

After everyone listened, they recalled the details again, and they confirmed what Feng Jiushang said one by one.

Tomorrow there will be a free show to watch, everyone admires Feng Jiushang and has another expectation...

The stars are sparse, the cold light is faint, and the hissing of monsters may be heard in the middle of the valley, and the torches of the camp are burning quietly.The mercenary on guard held the handle of the knife in his hand, but dozed off bit by bit, and a figure swiftly rushed into Feng Jiushang's tent...

(End of this chapter)