Chapter 542

"So, the magic bird didn't win as easily as it seemed?"

Looking at the feather falling in the air, Han Kun read it softly.

But not far away, Huyan lieyun laughs wildly, beats Xueyu Yinglong, and says: "see, you still have the ability to fight against it. Before, it was just the ugly bird's trick. How can you succeed every time?"

However, Xueyu Yinglong still made a low sound and shook his head, which aroused Huyan lieyun's scolding.

Ning Yue was also looking up at the bloodstained feather floating in the sky. His eyes suddenly narrowed and he muttered, "it seems that something is not right... Elder martial brother, don't you --"

Before he finished his words, Ying Tianxu jumped up and showed his strength in the wind. He was dexterous and controlled the strong wind. He saw several tall trees coming out of the branches and pedaled with his strength. He soon rose into the air and reached for a feather.

That feather is really big, like a fan. It's just that the common feather fan is made of dozens or hundreds of feathers, and this one needs only one.

"If you read it correctly, it should be an old wound. Is that what Xiaoyue wants to say?"

Back in front of the crowd, Ying Tianxu throws the feather. Without waiting for ningyue's hand, Han Jing steps forward and grabs it with his horizontal hand. Then he gives the other side a white look, and hums: "the hardest thing you hurt is your arms. Don't move at will."

"It's just a feather, isn't it?" Rather more a burst of laughing and crying, had to come forward, let Han Jing grasp the feather to check.

Soon, he reached out to brush the blood on the feather and nodded.

"It's an old wound. As you have seen before, from the beginning to the end, the magic bird has not been hit directly. If it is injured in the aftermath of the collision of tricks that we can't see, there should be a little element of ice or fire left on the bloodstained feathers of the wound. The power of the two sides should fluctuate. But there is nothing on it. Besides -- "

At this time, Lei Jiang suddenly grabbed the feather and gently wiped the blood stains on the surface with his fingers, but the blood stains near the base of the feather had coagulated and could not be wiped off.

"Two kinds of bloodstains, one before the other. Before the battle with Xueyu Yinglong, the magic bird was injured. In the battle just now, it was just tearing old wounds and splashing new blood that resulted in two kinds of blood stains on feathers. But so far, there should be no strong man who has successfully reached the peak of Qingque mountain. Who can hurt it? "

"Well, what are you talking about there? It's the snow feathered dragon of our cold front alliance that has wounded the magic bird. Besides, who else has the ability here? "

Not far away, Huyan lie cloud vaguely heard the discussion here, not happy to drink, then raised his hand.

"Go ahead and get the blood back with the animals! You, and you, if you want to avenge the previous blood feud, just follow. The magic bird has been injured, the victory belongs to us only

Instigated, the other followers of the sect, Hanfeng League, who had gathered here for a long time, began to climb the mountain along the path. After the attack in the bamboo forest in front was completely wiped out by Xueyu Yinglong, there was no obstruction here for the time being.

Looking at the back of those people, Lei Jiang stamped his feet and said, "are these people in such a hurry to die?"

Han Jing sighed: "no, it's just that they are taking chances. To some extent, they agree with Huyan lieyun's point of view. As long as you can get the benefits, there will be more people who take chances. What's more, they do have revenge. I just don't know how many people will come back at the end of the day. "

"It depends on how far the people who have been fabricating and spreading the Qingque mountain rumors intend to go."

All of a sudden, I'd rather heave a sigh. In his mind, all kinds of confused thoughts have begun to connect.

"Dare to guess, there is a secret hidden in Qingque mountain, which can make people crazy. There is an unruly person who knows this, but can't fight against the giant bird and its many Warcraft. So, that person thinks of a way, a way to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf. "

Ying Tianxu said: "Xiaoyue wants to say that the enemy of magic bird spread the rumors of holy spring, which will attract us here, and fight with the guard herd of Qingque mountain, looking for opportunities?"

In response, Han Kun shook his head again and again: "it doesn't make sense. The legend of the holy spring of Qingque mountain has been around for 200 years. Has this bureau been set up since 200 years ago? Life span can be more than 200 years. How can it be the strength of the whole earth? Just now, the strength of the magic bird should still be in the category of respecting the world. How can that person not win? "

"No, it's not that the rumor was created by the man 200 years ago, but that he secretly tampered with the content of some rumor and spread it. For example, the light of illusions suddenly appears in the sky. It is said that it is the light of the holy spring of Qingque mountain. However, all the people who come here have never experienced the previous holy spring, how can they know the truth of the illusory light. Or is it that the colorful light of the holy spring is nothing

Ningyue's eyes are more dignified, staring at the bloodstained feather, subconsciously clenching his fists.

"In this game, we are all the pieces used by that man. Before I saw this feather, I didn't think of it for a while. In fact, there was a third party's intervention. To be exact, we are the third-party forces. Under the conspiracy of competing sides, we become pawns to deal with his former enemies. "

"Isn't that a fantastic speculation? If true, it will overturn many previous understandings. No, it's not cognition at all, it's just hearsay. It's been around for a long time, so it's accepted by the world. "

At the end, Han Kun's eyes stare. In a trance, he realizes a mistake, a fatal one.

"Ningyue, what should we do next?"

"Go up the mountain and get to know the truth before Huyan Lieyu and others fight with the magic bird."

Rather more a drink, is about to stick out, suddenly feel his sleeve was pulled, looking back, it is Meng ye, a pair of words and stop appearance.

"Why, do you have any different opinions?"

Meng Ye nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the distance. It turned out that it was the snowy dragon of Hanfeng League. I don't know if it's because I was hurt before and I need to rest, or I just stop here and wait to meet Huyan lieyun. In a word, the huge Warcraft left behind and didn't go up the mountain together.

"I wonder if I can ask something from it..."

The voice is very low, have no base spirit, at the same time Meng Ye lowers a head, the left hand is dead to hold own clothes Cape.

"Are you kidding? Do you want to talk to a dragon? " Han Kun's face flicked slightly, then shook his head.

Ning Yue looks a little serious, and doesn't seem to take what Meng ye said as a joke. He solemnly asks, "Meng ye, are you serious?"

Meng ye still lowered his head and said, "yes, I'd like to have a try. Before, when Xueyu Yinglong and the magic bird sang to each other, I felt as if I understood the meaning of their voices. "

"Meng ye, do you still have this ability?" Lei Jiang is surprised. He has been with Meng ye for some time. He only regards him as a valet of ningyue. He is good for nothing except taking care of his daily life.

"Warcraft can only be transformed into human form when it reaches the realm of heaven. However, many Warcraft have the ability to express themselves. Among them, people of different ethnic groups may be able to talk to people at a lower level. However, in each Warcraft group, there must be a way of communication, but for ordinary people, it is impossible to understand. If we are together for a long time, we may be able to understand their meaning, but we can't translate all the animal language. Meng ye, have you ever seen Xueyu Yinglong before? "

Ying Tianxu looks at Meng ye, and there is a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

"No, it's the first time I've heard the name. But just as you said, the gifted in Warcraft can also speak below the earth. As we all saw before, Xueyu Yinglong can understand what Huyan lieyun said, and Huyan lieyun can barely know what Xueyu Yinglong wants to express. I think that communication and communication do not necessarily have to have the same language. For this kind of power is still poor, but the spirit of Warcraft, the heart to experience, it should be able to read the meaning it wants to express

After that, Meng Ye's inquiring eyes fell on Ning Yue again. Here, he only obeys the orders of one person and only asks if one person can do it himself.

"Then try it, but be quick. I'm afraid we won't have much time left."

Finally, Ning Yue nodded.

"I understand. It's better not to come here until I have a good conversation with it. "

With a solemn nod, Meng Ye turns around and rushes to Xueyu Yinglong in the distance. Soon, the Warcraft noticed the stranger's approach, grinned and opened his eyes.

Suddenly, Meng Ye stopped, raised his hands, shook his head, and said softly, "I'm not hostile. I just want to ask you something, OK?"

Roar!

Another roar, the snow feathered dragon didn't use any mysterious force, just the airflow from its mouth and nose would blow and roll Meng Ye's robe below, and the thin figure would almost be overturned.

However, Meng ye did not give up. When the air flow subsided, he stepped forward and said, "I know you are in a bad mood now. After the defeat, it was clearly for the sake of his master, but he could not understand it, and it also attracted a reprimand. Now as you can see, he sticks to his own view and still goes up the mountain. Up there, it's dangerous, isn't it? I just want to ask you something, and then go up the mountain to solve the problem. In that case, I can also help your master, can't I? "

In the distance, Ying Tianxu got close to ningyue and muttered, "can you be a little follower who doesn't know the origin?"

"I don't know. But I believe in him. Since he has decided to do so, he should have some assurance. "

Having said that, ningyue's palms are permeated with sweat.

If Xueyu Yinglong is enraged, he can't resist with Meng Ye's strength. He will probably die here in a moment. Can he really do it?

Roar——

It's still a low roar of refusal. Xueyu Yinglong looks at mengye, and has no intention of giving in.

Meng Ye was not afraid at all, and continued: "mm-hmm, I understand. My power is very small, but at least there is something useful, that is to talk with you. You see, there are ningyue adults and his friends. I have no ability, but they can help your master. As long as you're willing to tell me what I know. "

At this moment, Xueyu Yinglong stopped and roared, as if in meditation. After a long time, he gasped, slowly bent his neck, lowered his head to Meng Ye. At the same moment, Ning Yue subconsciously pressed the handle of the dark Xuan ancient sword. If Xueyu Yinglong hurt Meng ye, he would not hesitate to use his sword. No matter how powerful this Warcraft is to him now“ OK, I'll listen to you. " Looking at Xueyu Yinglong's eyes from a close distance, Meng Ye nods with a smile. In the shocked eyes of people in the distance, he puts his hand out and presses it on the tip of each other's nose, and then closes his eyes. The dragon is singing in a low voice. Its voice is very light and continuous. I don't know its meaning. However, Meng Ye has been listening, sometimes nodding slowly. In this way, a few moments later, Xueyu Yinglong looked up again and looked down at mengye below. At the same time, Meng Ye opened his eyes and said, "I understand that it is not your enemy, but we are its enemy... I will stop this wrong fight. Sure