Chapter 1593

"Qiuqiu!" the little blackbird made a bird cry excitedly, and flickered its wings to take off.

But he immediately realized something and closed his mouth.

Then it soared into the sky in full view of the public!

Ah, no, it's an upside down onion, stuck on the ground.

The little blackbird was knocked unconscious.

It lay on the ground and raised its wings sadly. It looked at the two bloody holes on its wings in a daze, looking like it was born without love.

The ghost of the Dragon God and the dark spirit mirage Jiao stared at the scene.

Li Ling didn't pay attention to the little blackbird. The little blackbird has been trapped for thousands of years. As soon as it gets free, let it toss about vigorously.

Li Ling is interested in the mirage Dragon Skull placed on the table.

Now he is carefully picking up the mirage Dragon Skull and checking it carefully.

The little blackbird put down his wings and lay flat on the ground in a daze.

The ghost of the Dragon God and the dark spirit mirage Jiao flew over and looked around the little blackbird.

"Look at this little blackbird. Is there something wrong with its spirit?"

"I think it may have hallucinated."

"While it hasn't shed blood to recognize the Lord, it can't be regarded as one of its own people. Eat it quickly and make the best use of everything." the remnant soul of the Dragon God is a complete eater.

Looking at the little blackbird on the ground, its saliva is about to flow down.

Dark spirit mirage Jiao said with a little regret, "it's just a little small, not much meat."

"No matter how small, it is also a bird. The meat is delicious."

"Half a dragon?"

"Bah! You're just a Jiao. I'll divide more than half!"

"Good!"

The dark spirit mirage Jiao didn't even think about it, and immediately nodded and agreed.

I'm kidding. The dragon clan has a strict hierarchy. That's why they've been together for a long time and get along with each other.

Otherwise, the ghost of the Dragon God wants to destroy it, but it's just a matter of waving.

Just eat a bird. Where do I need to discuss with it?

The little blackbird was still lying motionless on the ground.

The ghost of the Dragon God frowned: "why is it dirty?"

The dark spirit mirage Jiao looked carefully and said, "after all, I haven't taken a bath for thousands of years. I'll pull out its hair later. Maybe it can be cleaner."

The ghost of the Dragon God nodded and urged, "then go and pull out its hair."

Dark spirit mirage Jiao is the younger brother of the ghost of the Dragon God. Hearing his elder brother's instructions, he quickly grabbed the little blackbird in his hand and prepared to pluck it.

"Ah! What are you doing? What are you doing?" the little blackbird suddenly found that he was caught by the dark spirit mirage Jiao and was ready to pluck his hair. He was so scared that he almost peed.

"I'm going to pluck and eat you. It's not delicious with hair."

"Silly Boyi, you are a dark Spirit creature. You need to pluck your hair when you eat?"

"Ah? That's right. Then we'll devour it directly."

"Dragon God, you come first." dark spirit mirage Jiao followed suit and turned around to give the little blackbird to the ghost of the Dragon God.

"Ah! Wait, wait, why did you eat me?"

"We see you're dying, waste utilization."

"Wait, don't worry. You put me down first. Yes, that's it, that's it."

The little blackbird walked back and forth on the ground with vigorous movements.

Sometimes they run fast, sometimes they stand alone, sometimes they fly high.

"Do you see? I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine!"

The ghost of the Dragon God turned and asked the dark spirit mirage Jiao, "what do you think?"

The saliva of the ghost of the Dragon God is about to flow down. How can the dark spirit mirage Jiao not know the meaning of the ghost of the Dragon God?

"This is a reflection. Now you can eat in time. When it really burps farts, it won't be delicious!" said the dark spirit mirage Jiao firmly.

The ghost of the Dragon God grabbed the little blackbird with a smile and said to the dark spirit mirage Jiao with approval:

"Well, I have eyes, and I think so!"

"Ah! Wait, I really have nothing to do. Put me down, put me down!" the little blackbird was frightened.

"No, you've been badly hurt. You're dead. You're looking back!"

The ghost of the Dragon God pointed to the wound on the little blackbird's wing and said.

Li Linggang just forcibly pulled out the bone spurs. Now the little blackbird's wings have left two big bloody holes, and the wound has not healed yet.

"It's all skin trauma. I can save it again. I'm actually fine!" the little blackbird explained very hard.

"Skin trauma? But your bones are broken!"

The ghost of the Dragon God smacked his mouth and stretched out his long tongue. It seemed that he wanted to lick the blood on the little blackbird's wings.

The little blackbird immediately felt a cold and terrible breath enveloping him.

The little blackbird was so frightened that he trembled all over his body that he hurriedly asked Li Ling for help:

"Ah! Master, help! A dragon is going to eat your bird!"

"Hmm? Are you going to eat this little blackbird?" Li Ling asked suspiciously, turning to look at the ghost of the Dragon God with the skull of the mirage dragon in her hand.

The expression of the ghost of the Dragon God was stagnant. As soon as he released his big hand, the little blackbird fell to the ground. This time, the little blackbird fell even worse.

"No, no, no, it's the little blackbird who misunderstood."

"Dark spirit mirage Jiao and I just came out to say hello to our new friends. How could we eat it?"

The ghost of the Dragon God tried to make himself smile more sincerely, but his smile was somewhat obscene.

The little blackbird flapped its wings a few times. It wanted to fly to the table to avoid the evil spirit of the Dragon God.

But its wings were badly damaged and couldn't fly at all.

Li Ling turned to study the mirage dragon head bone again.

The ghost of the Dragon God looked down at it insidiously. The little blackbird felt that his bird's life would not be guaranteed if he delayed any longer.

The little blackbird didn't want to die. He could only hold Li Ling's calf with his wings and cry.

"Master, master, please accept me. I want to follow your footsteps."

Li Ling frowned, picked up the little blackbird and put it on the wooden table.

The little blackbird escaped from the claw of the ghost of the Dragon God and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Li Ling dropped a drop of blood on the forehead of the little blackbird, and a light flashed through it, completing the blood recognition.

Little blackbird, this is the real escape from death.

"Your wings are badly hurt. Come on, try two millennium green Luoshen."

Li Ling said, taking out two millennium green roses from the heaven and earth belt and putting them in front of the little blackbird.

As soon as the little blackbird's eyes brighten, the Millennium Green Luoshen can refine the intermittent ointment that can regenerate the broken limb. It is a holy thing to treat this injury.

Two thousand year old green pineapples are in the belly, and the little blackbird excitedly raises his wings to look at it.

Sure enough, the wound on the wing healed with the naked eye.

The little black bird tried. It's OK to fly a few laps.

However, it will take some time for the wound on the wing to heal completely.

Even so, it made the little blackbird very excited.

It has been trapped here for thousands of years. How can it be unhappy to see the sun again?

Li Ling cleaned up the bones of mirage dragon on the table and said, "let's go."

The little black bird flew up and landed steadily on Li Ling's shoulder.