The chicken on the ground is very ordinary, and from the appearance it looks like a big male rooster.
Perhaps because it was dead, the originally colorful and soft feathers had turned gray and messy, and the huge comb was even more tattered.
Its eyes were open, but they were grayish white without any luster.
Death, this is what it feels like.
Ma Lie couldn't help but think about it, and then he noticed that there was a special feather on the chicken's tail.
The other feathers have no color, but the most prominent feather on the chicken's tail is unusually bright, and it doesn't even look like the feather that this chicken should have.
This feather should be on the tail of a phoenix, not on the tail of a dead chicken!
Ma Lie stared at the feathers on the cock's tail, and suddenly his spine shuddered. He felt cold all over, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.
On the contrary, his dying body began to show some incredible changes.
He gritted his teeth and subconsciously exerted force, and his flesh and blood easily broke free from the stick like plasticine. He fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood on his back healed quickly. At the same time, two thin lines, one red and one black, quickly wrapped around his spine, forming a wonderful line.
"I am alive?"
"Chicken feathers?"
What Ma Lie just did was actually done automatically while he was in a daze. When he came to his senses, he realized how incredible all this was.
He walked forward, bent down, picked up the dead chicken, and examined it carefully.
This was just an ordinary chicken, its body was stiff. He squeezed the chicken's body hard and suddenly felt a foreign object in its abdomen.
Never mind.
He immediately walked up to his companion with the chicken in his arms and said, "Xiao Yun, open your eyes and look at this chicken!"
"Brother Ma... Lie?" Cheng Xiaoyun opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw Ma Lie standing in front of her unharmed, and spoke with difficulty.
Ma Lie said nervously, "Look at this chicken, the feathers on its tail can heal you!"
Then he raised his hand so that Cheng Xiaoyun could better see the dead chicken in his hand.
Cheng Xiaoyun subconsciously looked at the feathers on the dead chicken's tail, but there was no change for a long time. As he looked, his eyes began to blur, and finally his head drooped weakly.
Finally, he said weakly: "Brother Ma Lie, I don't understand..."
Before he could finish his words, he died.
"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun!"
Ma Lie looked at Cheng Xiaoyun nervously. After a moment he realized something and put his hand on Cheng Xiaoyun's neck, then let it drop weakly after a moment.
He suppressed his sadness and immediately went to find another companion, but after several tests, he found that the dead chicken was of no use to others.
"… "
Ma Lie stood in front of his companion's body, tears gradually falling from his cheeks, and the dead chicken in his hand also fell to the ground.
He also didn't understand why he was the only one who survived, and why the chicken's feathers had no effect on others
But soon he buried all the pain and sorrow deep in his heart. He had more important things to do and could not die here.