Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

The reason why hunting owls said that they wanted to search for more powerful and capable monsters and beasts is because the intelligence of this guy is already open and easy to communicate.

Sure enough, as expected, after a few breaths, not far away in the jungle, after the grasshopper, the rapid rushing sound of the "crickets" kept ringing one after another, and then a few demon leopards, demon wolves came out.

These guys came under the guidance of the hunting golden thread. After seeing Guan Heng and Qing Huang, although there was some surprise and vigilance in their eyes, they did not turn around and fled. Obviously, it was because they felt Guan Heng and Qing Huang did not have any murderous reasons.

Guan Heng had let the hunting falcon draw a gold thread into his ear beforehand, so that the golden thread could help him understand any beastly words.

At this moment, he came to the monsters with all his spare time, and then said: "Rest assured, come to you here, just ask for some news, and also the corresponding rewards for gifts. These monster beads are a ceremony, please accept them. Right. "

With that said, he put the demon beads on the rock in front of him and walked away, then took two steps backwards. Several demon leopards and demon wolves glanced at each other, all nodding slightly, and then each stepped forward and swallowed a demon bead.

Seeing this situation, Guan Heng was secretly pleased. He knew the rules of the monsters. As long as the other party accepted the benefits, he would naturally do things according to his proposed conditions.

One of the most mighty leopards took a step forward at this time, and said loudly, "Humans, we know where you are waiting to come from. Although the palace has only recently landed on the crater, there is no embarrassing demon. Beast behavior, therefore, I accept your gift. If there is anything, just ask. "

"Okay." Guan Heng nodded, and said again to find the remains of ancient monsters. Several demon wolves and leopards looked at each other and looked at each other after listening.

The most powerful demon leopard shook his head and said, "Sorry, it's not that we don't want to tell each other, it's just the matter you asked, I'm really not sure about waiting."

"It was so." Although I was a little disappointed in my heart, but Guan Heng's face didn't show it, but at this moment, a strange voice came from a nearby tree: "Gaga, you ask Those stupid monsters are naturally fruitless, quack. "

"Woohoo ?!" After hearing this shout, several monsters looked very angry, and couldn't help whispering.

Guan Heng and Qing Huang turned their heads and looked closely. It turned out that there was a bird with three short claws and white feathers all over the tree. This guy had short beaks and small eyes, and his appearance was not amazing. Jumping between the branches seemed extremely agile.

"Hahaha, this bird looks so ugly, we don't ask the monster, can we still ask you?" When the laughter of the hunting prince sounded, several monsters followed the howl.

"Yes, that is, what can a miscellaneous bird understand?"

"When my old wolf smiled proudly in the mountains, your eggs were probably not broken!" The beasts scolded, and Guan Heng and Qing Huang could not help but listen.

But after a few words, these guys also felt boring and left.

"Hello." Qing Huang whispered in Guan Heng's ear: "You said, does this bird know the details of the remains of ancient monsters?"

"Hey, then we have to see how we interrogate it." Then, Guan Heng winked at the hunting pheasant, who immediately changed a few golden threads. Soar to the tree where the other party is.

"Want to catch me? No way!" The three-footed white feathered bird swayed swiftly and swiftly, and actually escaped the entanglement of the golden thread, and fell on the branch of another tree in a blink of an eye. Frowning his eyes and yelling at Guan Heng and the hunting owl, "Mum, quack, can't catch, can't catch."

"Hunting falcon, you are really a useless waste, a damaged bird can't catch it."

"How can you blame me?" Hearing Guan Heng's complaining voice, Li Xun retorted, "It is clear that the timing of your order is wrong. This is called 'improper command' and it has nothing to do with me."

"Hum, dare to talk back, you're getting more and more extreme."

Qing Huang was listening to them arguing with each other, while the white-feathered three-footed bird was proudly combing its hair on the treetops, so she said, "Did you say enough? Don't let the birds leave and escape."

"This ..." Guan Heng and Li Xun, who almost started fighting each other, realized that something was wrong, and they said in unison: "What can you do?"

"Huh, in the end I still have to let this girl shoot." Qing Huang gave them an unhappy glance, then took off the bamboo flute, before she played, she called to the bird on the tree: "Come down, we haven't It ’s malicious, I just want to ask you a favor. "

"It's light, quack, I won't be fooled." The white feathered three-footed bird murmured in the tree: "That strange monster soul just wanted to catch me, hum, bad guy."

"Uh ... rushed, as if we really didn't make sense." Guan Heng whispered to the hunter at the moment: "It looks like I'm impatient, and you shouldn't let you catch it with gold threads."

"So what?" At this point, the hunting **** was stiff. "This little thing is so irritating. It doesn't matter if you learn it?"

"You two, be quiet!" Qing Huang said, "It's true, it will only add chaos, it won't help, look at me."

After all, she had put the bamboo flute on her lips and whispered: "Little bird, listen to my apologies, will you?"

"You ..." The three-footed white feather bird on the tree just spit out a word, and the sound of bamboo flute suddenly sounded in the ear. This tune is like a natural sound, making the white feather bird feel soothing, like a soft cloud.

Immediately afterwards, the little guy was not stable on the tree, but he was shaking and dizzy and planted on the ground.

"No good, catch it quickly." Seeing that the bird might fall into a broken body, Qing Huang stopped playing the flute and then screamed.

"Hoo--hhhhhhh!" Time flies through the wind, Guan Heng shakes forward, and happens to stretch out his hand to catch the bird. He laughs in his mouth: "Hahaha, little thing, see where you are going ! "

The white feather bird found himself dizzy when he heard the flute sound, causing him to fall into the clutch of the opponent's palm, and he screamed in shock: "Coo, coo ?!"

"Ah Heng, don't try too hard, be careful to hurt it, give it to me soon."

Qing Huangsheng was afraid that Guan Heng's hands were light or heavy, and immediately asked him to pass the white feather bird to himself, and then conveyed an aura into the other person's body, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I knew you would plant a tree when you heard the flute Come, I will stop blowing. "

The bird got aura, and felt a lot easier in an instant, and could not help but say cheerfully: "Cuckoo, it doesn't matter. If you knew that your aura could make me so comfortable, I would just fly over."

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