"Gu Gu." When Yun Qingyan teased her with her fingers, several small firebirds narrowed their eyes in contentment and rubbed her hand intimately.
Dark Fire Birds are originally fire-based monsters, and Yun Qingyan has red fire in his body, making these birds naturally close to each other.
Yun Qingyan noticed that among the five birds, one was very special and conspicuous.
Its feathers are not orange-red like other young firebirds, but a purer fiery red, more similar to its mature mother. It also has faint golden lines on its body, and the feathers on its forehead are very beautiful. Slender, with golden round spots at the end, as beautiful as red velvet with gold spots embedded in it.
At the same time, its personality is also very different from that of its brothers and sisters. While other little firebirds were rubbing their fingers in the clouds in a lively manner, it closed its eyes tightly and seemed to be sleeping in its mother's arms.
This made Yun Qingyan couldn't help but feel a little playful. With a playful smile on his face, he raised a finger and touched its furry head.
"唳!" Just when Yun Qingyan's hand touched the top of its head, a childish but majestic long whistle sounded. Hot flames surged out of the bird's body, and the bird's beak fiercely pointed at Yun Qingyan's finger. Peck away.
The pair of eyes that suddenly opened were as sharp as an eagle, unruly and domineering.
It doesn't look like a newborn bird at all.
And its strength exceeded Yun Qingyan's imagination.
The Dark Fire Bird should have a strength equivalent to that of a human sect when it was born, and it was not a big threat to Yun Qingyan who had already reached the god level.
But a drop of blood was pecked out from Yun Qingyan's fingertips.
The Dark Firebird was startled and roared at the little bird, "Hey!"
The little bird glanced at his mother with his unruly red eyes, and then closed his eyes lazily, as if he had never had enough sleep.
"Little Master." Minghuo Niao glanced at Yun Qingyan apologetically, "Are you okay
Ming Yi's bloodline has mutated, and his temper is much more irritable than other cubs. "
"It's okay." Yun Qingyan shook her head indifferently, but her eyes fell on the mutated bird with interest. Its unruly temperament was quite interesting, "His name is Ming Yi?"
"Yes." Ming Huo Niao nodded and introduced to Yun Qingyan, "These are Ming 2, Ming 3, Ming 4, Ming 5, Ming 6 and Ming 7."
There are seven baby birds in total, and their names range directly from one to seven...
The corner of Yun Qingyan's mouth twitched. She also admired her ability to name the Firebird!
"Ahem, Ming Huo, may I ask, what is your name?" Yun Qingyan interrupted Ming Huo Niao.
She always thought that the Nether Fire Bird was called Nether Fire, but looking at the current situation, she most likely had other names.
High-level monsters can name themselves, but there are very few monsters who have the leisure to do so. After all, they are not human beings.
Only those big Warcraft families with noble inheritance will get their own names for every Warcraft cub born.
"Me, my parents didn't give me a name. Later, when I opened Lingzhi, I named myself Mingda."
Ming...Ming Da
Yun Qingyan said: "..." It's not as good as Hell Fire!
"What's wrong? Little master? Isn't this a bad name?" Nether Firebird looked at Yun Qingyan with a puzzled look.
"I'd better call you Hellfire." Yun Qingyan struggled twice and said.
The Hellfire Bird doesn't care much about this.
"You can call me whatever you like, little master."
(End of chapter)