anything. Just when he frowned and felt the pressure of the sharp objects on his eyes getting heavier and heavier, he only heard a gust of wind passing by his ear, followed by a "puchi" sound from the front, as if a sharp weapon had not entered. The sound of the flesh was dull and solid, and then something fell to the ground.
Since he could only see Nie Renyan's shoulder, Ye Zhao walked over quickly and asked, "Are you injured?" He put his hand on Nie Renyan's shoulder, wanting to turn him over to take a look.
"It's okay, my eyes were pecked." Nie Renyan replied in a deep voice, retracting the black smoke, and reaching out to cover his right eye. Soon, a body slipped between his fingers, and his palm was wet, he wiped it with the back of his hand, opened and closed his eyes, and turned halfway along Ye Zhao's strength, "Tsk, this thing has a really powerful mouth. "
Ye Zhao looked at his right eye that was still bleeding even though he closed it, his fingers on his shoulder tightened, and he said in a low voice, "Hurry back and deal with it!" With so much blood, how serious is the wound? !
Nie Renyan waved his hand: "Hey, this kind of injury will heal in a while. You forgot my daughter-in-law? My self-healing ability is more normal. People are different." Take two steps.
I saw a red bird lying on the ground, with Ye Zhao's extremely cold dagger on its chest. The blood on the ground continued to spread, and the bird's wings were half-curled and fluttered twice. Even if it looked huge, if it was fully opened, it was estimated to be nearly three meters long, and it would be exhausted after two strokes. He lay down in a pool of blood as if he had exerted his strength, and stopped moving.
But what Nie Renyan cared about wasn't the unusually large wings, but the bird's head. When it came out of the smoke, if it wasn't for the bird's head being too weird, he wouldn't have been stunned. Too late to avoid.
He half-squatted down and looked carefully. This strange bird actually had nine heads. The one in the middle was the one that pecked at Nie Renyan just now. It has a thin neck, scattered on both sides, and on the far right, there is a broken neck, as if the original connected head had been cut off by something, and the other eight heads are also very strange, they all seem to have been cut off. Half, flat on one side, with one eye on the other. The head in the middle is the only one that looks like an owl, but its mouth is long and pointed, more like a crane. Even with his eyes closed and no sound, the strange bird continued to exude an aura of yindu, which made people feel that yin was cold.
"Pulengling—" Just as he was looking at the strange bird, he heard a messy flapping sound one after another. It seemed that a lot of birds were attacking through the long and narrow tunnel in front of him. Nie Renyan wanted to catch them. The bird got up and brought Ye Zhao back to the base, but his fingers passed through the bird's body without any touch, as if the bird was just a shadow and no entity.
He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care to continue consuming it. He took the dagger and got up and grabbed Ye Zhao, shaking out a black mist to wrap the group of long right people in the other cave who were still staring and bound to death. , disappeared together