Chapter 42: The Cloud-winged Bird

"You're so carried away, this kid is very shrewd, not a fuel-efficient lamp. Don't look at it as a success, but it falls short and falls short in the hands of this kid. Suddenly, another young man's voice sounded in Dr. Mo's head.

Doctor Mo's face changed, his face seemed to be covered with frost, and he coldly reprimanded:

"Yu Zitong, you don't have to interfere in my affairs, I don't need you to teach me a lesson, if I can succeed, I will naturally have your benefits, but the exercises you gave me seem to be inappropriate, do you want me to have some accidents then!" The skeptical look in Dr. Mo's words was clear.

The voice seemed to be very frightened of Dr. Mo, and after listening to his intimidation, he hurriedly explained:

As for the death of one of them, it was only because you were not familiar with the exercises, but the one that died should not hinder your plan. ”

"Hmph, it's better to do that, but unfortunately I can't practice more, otherwise I'll be a little more sure. Doctor Mo listened to the words of this voice, and thought about the exercise test he had done last time, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.

After he finished saying this, the voice seemed to have learned the lesson just now, and no longer answered, leaving only Dr. Mo talking to himself in a neurotic manner, and the atmosphere in the whole room was particularly demonic.

At this time, Han Li was in an inconspicuous ravine, which was even more remote and secluded than the place where he met Li Feiyu.

The terrain here is in the shape of a long strip, sandwiched between two steep peaks, and the two ends of the ravine are tightly blocked by bushes, making it impassable. There was no other way out except for a rope that hung secretly from the top of the lower peak.

Moreover, there were dense thorn forests growing here, and they occupied a large area of land here, leaving only a small clearing for Han Li to step into. At the top of the ravine, there were countless unknown vines woven together, forming a natural green canopy, so that Han Li didn't have to worry about someone passing by unintentionally, and he could see him below.

Han Li put the items on his body under a huge mountain rock, returned to the center of the clearing, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes, revealing a resolute expression, and said softly, "Let's start with the most difficult to practice the Cartilage Skill." ”

In this way, Han Li began his solo cultivation path.

He did not know that not far from him, a small yellow bird was squatting on a branch, watching him day and night, but seeing that he did not want to escape, it did not fly back and report to its owner.

Time flies, four months, half of which has passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, in the ravine, at a glance, there was no one empty, Han Li, who was originally here, was gone, only the little yellow bird, still staying in place without hurry, slowly combing its feathers with its beak, ignoring the monitoring target, as if it had thrown its mission out of the clouds.

Suddenly, another little gray bird, through the green vines above, flew into the ditch, and after a few circles above, landed on a yellow stake on the edge of the clearing, apparently intending to rest for a while, and then fly away later.

At this time, the little yellow bird tilted its head, looked at another of its kind that had just flown in with haughty eyes, and then showed a sarcastic look like a human, and seemed to disdain the gray bird.

The little bird, standing on one leg, looked around for a while, and finally spotted its kind, and spread its wings as if to fly over.

Suddenly, an accident suddenly appeared, and a withered yellow palm fell from the sky and grabbed the overwhelmed gray bird.

This change frightened it, and it struggled desperately, but unfortunately it couldn't break free from the control of the owner of this palm.

At this time, the little bird found that the stake under his feet had turned into a young man in a yellow shirt, this young man was dark-skinned, ordinary, thick eyebrows and big eyes, except for some clear eyes, there was no other attraction in the place.

The boy smiled, watched the bird in his hand struggle, and when it was almost completely tired, he let go of his hand and said softly:

"Go ahead, don't be so stupid next time! ”

The little bird was suddenly free, and ignoring its kind, flapped its wings in a panic, and flew out of the bottom of the ditch without looking back.

After watching the bird fly away, the boy stood there without moving, and after a long time, he slowly said to himself:

"It seems that my Breath Gathering Skill and Concealment Technique have gained a certain amount of heat, so it's time to practice the Secret Room Assassination Technique. ”

After saying that, Han Li moved his body and walked towards the newly built wooden house nearby, and when he passed by the little yellow bird tree, he couldn't help but glance up.

This little bird with strange movements, Han Li had discovered it more than half a month ago. It has been staying in a nearby branch, watching itself all the time, and it seems to be extremely spiritual.

When he saw it for the first time, Han Li was fascinated by its spirituality and loved the little yellow bird very much.

He tried to kidnap it, but no matter what method he used, "tricking", "seducing", and "setting a trap" were not effective, this little bird had no intention of being fooled at all, and from time to time he used a fool-like look to look at him with contempt, which made Han Li smile a little bitterly.

Later, when he was angry, he wanted to step forward and use force, but before it could get closer, it immediately spread its wings and flew into the sky, and as soon as Han Li left, it immediately flew back and landed in its place, leaving Han Li to stand where it was, staring dryly.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned his head a little stupidly and stopped paying attention to it, in fact, he had already vaguely realized in his heart that the origin of this little bird probably had a lot to do with that Doctor Mo, and it was probably the eyes and ears he had sent to spy on him.

However, Han Li didn't care, as long as it wasn't for Doctor Mo to monitor him personally, a little bird could tell him what to do, and besides, he really loved this psychic little guy, and he couldn't bear to use other poisonous means to deal with it.

At this time, Doctor Mo was in a stone room, drawing a strange formation with beast bone powder, and while he was paddling, he was discussing something with the other person in his mind, completely unaware that Han Li had already seen through his means of surveillance.