Chapter 117: Mandarin Duck Sacred Bird
"What the hell is going on here? How did the terrain come to be like this? Wu Hao's words changed, and he didn't dwell on this matter more, and asked about the situation here.
Hearing this, Ji Yan's eyes swept over the surrounding four fields, a deep horror flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the sky again, and quickly pulled Wu Hao behind a rock, and shouted: "There was a tragic battle just now, but I didn't come at the right time, and I didn't see what was fighting." ”
swept the messy land around him, and his eyes could not hide the deep amazement and shock, and he palpitated: "Looking at the extent of destruction here, I am afraid that at least it is a big battle between the three realms of transformation." ”
"Although I don't know what terrifying existence exists here, one thing is certain..."Ji Yan pointed to the sky on the side and said, "See, it's the Mandarin Duck Holy Beast, I don't know what they were fighting with before." ”
Wu Hao's heart was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of strange birds hovering there in that high position.
This strange bird is quite bizarre, like a penguin, but it is more round than a penguin, the feathers around it are colorful, and the light above the head is dazzling, it is indescribably sacred and auspicious...
Wu Hao's heart was shocked, and he lost his voice: "This is... Mandarin duck holy bird! ”
"How is this possible, doesn't the Mandarin Duck Holy Bird only appear in legends? How did it end up here? ”
Ji Yan also moved his gaze to the sky and exclaimed: "Yes, I didn't expect to meet the legendary holy bird here, when I saw it before, my demeanor was the same as yours." ”
High in the sky, the sun is like fire, sprinkling dazzling brilliance, but the colorful glow around the mandarin duck holy bird is more dazzling, bathed in the holy light of the mandarin duck holy bird holy and peaceful, from time to time a little bit of brilliance falls, brilliant and bright.
Wu Hao stared at the dazzling divine bird in the air, shocked, unconsciously attracted by the strange and colorful appearance of the mandarin duck holy bird, and muttered: "According to ancient records, the mandarin duck holy bird is a mascot symbol of love, which is rare to see in a thousand years, but if someone can have Xin De, then he (she) will be able to find true love, and the beloved Sauvignon Blanc, white head to old age, never separated." ”
He said this, above the sky, suddenly a clear sound came out, the sound was indescribably clear and beautiful, like water hitting a magnet, very pleasant, but it seemed to contain a faint trace of sorrow.
Hearing this sound, Wu Hao no longer doubted, and concluded that there was no doubt that there was a mandarin duck in the dazzling light of the sky, and said: "According to legend, the sound of the mandarin duck is crisp and pleasant, like a heavenly sound, extremely beautiful, I didn't expect it to be true." ”
"Hehe, you're right, but there's one thing you don't know, that is, if you see a mandarin duck crying, it's doomed to be a bad omen, but whoever you see will have a wife, have no partner, and die alone." With a miserable wry smile, Ji Yan let out an inexplicable sigh that he didn't know whether it was miserable or sad, and said: "If you want to break this great curse, the only way I told you is to get the seeds of infatuation flowers." ”
Wu Hao was stunned for a moment and said, "Mandarin ducks crying? ”
Ji Yan's face was gloomy, and his regret and sorrow were overflowing, he paused, and said: "Yes, the mandarin duck is crying, the voice just now is just the sad cry of the mandarin duck." The real Mandarin Duck Qingming should be more pleasant to the ear. ”
Wu Hao was slightly stunned, looked at him with some surprise, and asked, "How do you know?" ”
"In the previous battle, although I didn't see it, I guess that one of the parties should be this Mandarin Duck Holy Bird, but I don't know what is fighting with them, but this pair of Mandarin Ducks seems to have been hit hard, and I'm afraid it will fall."
The mandarin duck symbolizes undying love, is recognized as an auspicious holy bird, almost a thousand years have not been encountered, can be seen, can be described as a blessing, but at this moment this auspicious bird, is about to fall, for Ji Yan's amorous character, encounter this kind of thing, sad and sad, since a thousand words can not express.
Wu Hao was distracted for a while, his eyes penetrated the air, looking at the dazzling light cluster, the pair of colorful mandarin ducks were flying and hovering in it, lingering, faintly able to see, on the colorful feathers, there were a little red dots, although they were too far apart to see clearly, but they could be vaguely identified as bright red bloodstains.
Seeing the miserable appearance of this pair of mandarin ducks, for some reason, Wu Hao was unspeakably uncomfortable, and suddenly remembered Xiao Qing'er's voice and smile, graceful posture, and beautiful face, and felt a pain in his heart, as if he was suddenly stabbed by the sharp vertebrae.
Wu Hao's expression was gloomy and sad, and he said: "The mandarin duck holy bird generally never sheds tears, but when it falls and turns into a feather, it will shed the tears of the mandarin duck, if the prophecy is true, we ......"
Speaking of this, no matter how difficult it was to continue, his face turned slightly pale, and his sadness and sadness for the mandarin duck weakened a lot, and his worries and fears about himself slowly rose.
Yes, if the legend is true, then everyone present will inevitably end up in a cursed and miserable end.
Although Wu Hao has never believed in the sky, the earth, and even more evil, when he thought of Xiao Qing'er's beautiful face and smiled, suddenly, an inexplicable uneasiness and fear surged in his heart.
Another clear sound came out, this time Wu Hao heard it really, and clearly felt that under that pleasant appearance, there was a hint of sadness and pain, and he was reluctant to give up.
Hearing this clear sound, Ji Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly turned his head to Wu Hao and said: "The Mandarin Duck Holy Bird is about to cry, let's go and grab the Mandarin Duck Tears, the Mandarin Duck Tears contain the lifelong vitality of the Mandarin Duck, and it has extremely powerful energy." ”
Ji Yan waved his big hand, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards the position directly below the mandarin duck in the sky, just took two steps, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and smiled: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the mandarin duck tears are also known as the seeds of infatuation flowers, and if you want to break the curse, this is the only way." ”
Wu Hao was stunned, he couldn't imagine that the infatuation flower that Ji Yan had been looking for, its seed was actually the tears of the mandarin duck, was all this a coincidence, or an accident, or a causal cycle in the dark?
Although Wu Hao didn't believe in the legendary curse in his heart, at this time, hearing the mandarin duck tears was the only way to break the curse, it was also the ghost who rushed forward...
On the ground, a fierce wind swept up one after another, stringing out from all directions, extremely fast, all swept towards the central position, looking at that appearance, it was actually to rob the mandarin duck tears.
Wu Hao frowned, his eyes flowed, and he found that there were no less than five figures, looking at the costumes, three of them were disciples of the Yuan Qi Sect, and the other few people, burly, holding a big sword, with a fierce and fierce face, it seemed that they should be adventurous cultivators...
"Haha, if you want to grab the mandarin duck tears, you have to pass my level first!" A big man with a scar, with a long laugh, clenched the big sword, directly slashed at the nearest disciple of the Yuan Qi Sect beside him, ruthlessly, wanting to put people to death, such a decisive and ruthless means, obviously this person often lives a life of licking blood on the knife edge, and the murderous spirit is revealed, without dragging the mud and water at all.
At the same time that Wu Hao and the two found someone, those characters obviously also discovered them, but at this moment, as competitors, no one had a too kind face.
After a cursory glance at a few people, Wu Hao was suddenly stunned, his eyes stopped on a man in white, and his eyes narrowed unexpectedly.
This man is dressed in white, and his gestures show a calm and free temperament, which is convincing, his appearance is quite handsome, and his eyes are transparent, but the thin lips give Wu Hao a sense of gloom.
This person was the man who was called Senior Brother Wu by Xiao Qing'er who had been in the Sect's Chaotic Stone Valley and accidentally bumped into him talking to Xiao Qing'er at night.
"Senior Brother Wu! Surname Wu? Wu Hao's heart moved slightly, and in an instant, his mind suddenly brightened, and he whispered: "Could it be that this person is Wu Chen?" ”
Above the sky, the pair of mandarin ducks are entangled with each other, look carefully, you can see the dazzling feathers, blood continues to overflow, at the corner of the mouth, there are also dazzling red blood stains flowing, the beautiful pupils are slightly flashing with colorful light, extremely humanized contains inexplicable tenderness, unwillingness, grief, pain, sadness, intermingling, and finally can't help but ooze a crystal teardrop, across the feathers, with a tragic and desolate arc, rolling down...
Teardrops are crystal clear, like ice crystals, quickly turning into solids in the air, condensing into transparent water droplets, streaking through the air, dripping and falling...
Looking at the mandarin duck tears that were about to fall, several people present stopped fighting, and one after another figures surged with mighty spiritual power, unfolded their bodies and rose into the air, and grabbed the mandarin duck tears together.
Wu Hao's eyes swept over, and among the spiritual power of various body shapes, two of them were cultivators in the middle stage of the Spirit Consciousness Realm, and the other three were all in the early stage of the Spirit Consciousness Realm, and Ji Yan was also above the Spirit Sense Realm, and only the people present had their own cultivation to the lowest...
A cold man dressed in black and Wu Chen were the fastest and most agile, and the spiritual power swept through, directly forcing several figures around him to retreat, and grabbing the mandarin duck tears with both palms at the same time, Wu Hao did not rush to the front, at this time, with Wu Hao's strength, it is wisest to temporarily sit on the mountain and watch the tiger and fight the mountain.
When the cold man saw that someone could keep up with his speed, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said with a sneer: "The hairy boy dares to grab things from Lao Tzu, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead." ”