Don’t Provoke the Turtle

Chapter 130: eagle

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There is no doubt that this is also the nest of an exotic bird. Even with such strong wind and rain, the nest is not wet at all. This is not something an ordinary bird can do.

Feng Yaya was full, so she wiped her mouth, crawled into the bird's nest, and fell asleep holding the bird's eggs.

It was time for her to fall asleep again. The last time she fell asleep properly was when Su He became Su He's apprentice. Then she was stunned by the cry of a peacock in the Prison Ghost Space and slept for a day. She was stunned by a peacock in front of the Sansheng Gate again and slept for half a day.

I haven't slept for six or seven days now.

This time, Feng Yaya was in extra good spirits.

Su He ate the remaining half of the python, took out a turtle shell from the external space, covered the mountain with it, and began to absorb it.

This is the tortoise shell of the tortoise demon who only wanted to seduce him. Su He now has three pairs of them, filling up the external space. All other things in the external space are stored in the tortoise shells.

There are too many things in the outer space. If you use the negative mountain directly in the outer space, the pressure will be very high and other things will be absorbed if you are not careful.

Especially when falling into a deep sleep and using the Dream Path to absorb.

Su He hasn't slept for several days. Since he condensed his true blood, his need for sleep has not been as great, or rather, his sleep has been more focused.

Su He can now sleep for several days like Feng Yaya.

It will probably be longer in the future, and if you don't sleep for a long time, the sleep period will be a long time.

I heard that divine beasts and even powerful exotic beasts are like this, even monks are like this. When you have reached a high level of Taoism, sleep is no longer necessary. Maybe it is just a habit and preference of the creature.

The wild boar lay outside the cave for a long time, and after making sure that the man and the turtle were fast asleep inside, it quietly got up and walked back into the forest, twisting its butt.

Those two guys were heartless. They let it dig a cave for a long time but refused to give it even food.

The wild boar poked its mouth and looked for food. It ate the insects, nuts and mice underground but it didn't feel full. It reached the seashore humming and blinking, it looked at the fire in the cave in the distance and the sea. It made up its mind and dived down.

We can’t live like this anymore, let’s move!

After swimming three or four miles, a sense of danger struck him, and he turned his head and saw a huge creature staring at him in the water. It was the killer whale.

The wild boar was frightened and turned around and fled to the island.

The killer whale slapped its tail and chased, then stopped. It was because it tried to catch this pig that it was beaten. Would it be beaten again if it tried to catch it again

It turned and swam towards the sea, but it felt unhappy. After thinking about it, it suddenly turned back, took a mouthful of sea water, and spit it all over the wild boar. Then it swung its whale tail and slapped the wild boar away.

Then, he turned and ran. He ran quite far before he happily jumped on the sea. He whistled happily as he jumped. The depression of the day was all gone with this slap.

The wild boar was thrown high into the air and fell into the sea with a splash. His head was dizzy and his stomach was churning.

He struggled to wake up, not daring to stop for a moment, and paddled quickly with his four hooves, swimming back to the island with a grunt. He ran all the way back to the cave, then collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

After looking at the man and the turtle sleeping in the cave for a long time, the sense of security gradually returned. It carefully rubbed its body into the cave, avoiding the wind and rain, and hummed with satisfaction.

Su He was dreaming.

It was the first time I had a dream since I became a turtle. It was a very vague dream. There was a small fenced courtyard, a thatched house, and a statue outside the house.

It's blurry and not very clear. The more I try to see clearly, the clearer it becomes.

At the same time, in an unknown distance, on a river of light deep in the universe, flying boats were shuttling back and forth. In the guest room of an ordinary flying boat, Su Huanian slowly opened his eyes.

Shaked his head.

Even if you guide the dragon turtle to dream, the thought cannot come down.

All the tools left on Yaya are ineffective, otherwise there would be no need for all this trouble.

The bluebird standing by finally stopped holding back and started chirping, "How's it going? How's my daughter?"

Soul beasts and monks are connected in spirit and mind. It is not wrong for it to take advantage of Yaya and say that she is its daughter.

Su Huanian shook his head: "I can only sense it vaguely, but it should be safe." He could sense that Yaya was sleeping nearby and the dragon turtle was practicing. This would not have happened if it was not a stable environment.

"Where's the dragon turtle? Where's the dragon turtle?" The bluebird turned around and around on the bird stand anxiously. Su Huanian is good in every way except for his cold personality. He never tells unless asked. He's so annoying. He also refuses to share his memories.

Su Huanian was silent for a moment and said, "That's good."

The blue bird was relieved. It was now very interested in the dragon turtle. It wanted to turn Su Huanian into a turtle as well. It had a lot of ideas and it was very optimistic about him.

Next time the Hechuan wasteland opens, I will introduce a soul beast to him!

"Cry!"

Su He was awakened by an eagle's cry. When he opened his eyes, he saw the wild boar retreating into the cave while whimpering as if it had encountered a natural enemy. Outside, two giant eagles were circling and screeching in the sky, searching.

I turned my head to look at Feng Yaya, wondering how long she had slept. The two bird eggs had broken open, and two small red balls with sparse fur were nestling in Feng Yaya's arms, chirping, with big heads and small bodies, and their eyes were not yet open.

Su He collected Fushan and the turtle shell, and pulled the wild boar out of the cave with one claw. A stream of water rose up as he passed by the cave entrance, sealing the entrance to prevent the smell from escaping and being discovered by the giant eagle above his head.

Su He didn't want to fight with Ying at all.

These are all archers who can fly in the sky and shoot feathers downwards. The feathers can split mountains and rocks. Su He can only passively take the beating.

The power of the divine power was much smaller when it was transmitted. The thunderbird was useful, but the eagle was very flexible and difficult to hit.

Two goshawks circled overhead for a long time. When I looked up, I could see the bald hair on their bellies. It must have been scratched by Feng Yaya. Two stupid birds, why don’t you mess with anyone else but Feng Yaya? You must have lost your baby!

The two little eagles hatched in Feng Yaya's arms and were covered in Feng Yaya's scent. Even if they were returned, they would be pecked to death by their biological parents.

The alien beast is completely different from ordinary eagles. Its habits are deeply influenced by its abilities. A strong sense of smell is not always a good thing.

Two eagles landed on the treetops, cried, and suddenly looked towards the cave. The water curtain was too late to block them, and they smelled the scent of the bird's nest.

Two eagles swooped down, chirping like crazy. Su He squinted his eyes and shrank into his tortoise shell until the two eagles swooped down and grabbed his tortoise shell at the same time, then he suddenly exploded.

Crack!

A series of lightning struck down, burying Su He in the thunder and lightning.

Crack!

The smell of burning bird wafted out. The two eagles fell straight to the ground.

The attack of the thunderbird is quite magical. When it hits your body, it freezes you to pieces, but the marks left are as if they were burnt by lightning.

Su He, who was bearing the thunderbird with them, only felt a hint of coolness. During this nap, Fushan had been running all the time, and the tortoise shell had already shown some signs of melting.

Foreign Minister Kameyama has become more defensive.

The dragon turtle's defense can be several levels ahead of the realm.

(End of this chapter)