Chapter 1822: Eat bitter

Sure enough, the red golden bee, which was originally flying on the edge of the cliff, entered the battle state instantly.
The little red birds and the cockroaches in the air attacked fiercely.
"Ah, ah!! Don't yell at me, help me!!"
The little red bird couldn't catch it, and even the spiritual shield couldn't be opened. The flame couldn't be sprayed. It was instantly thrown on by a fierce group of red gold bees. It suddenly fell into disappointment and suddenly fell down on the cliff.
"Xiaohong-!!" 奚玥 Anxious in the heart, no longer can not hide the body shape, the whole person accelerated sharply, flying toward the falling red bird.
At the same time, the distress signal was sent to the unknown above the cliff.
Stinging, stinging... The burning tingling of the fire came from the unprotected place such as the neck and arms.
However, I can't take it anymore. The screams of the little red bird are getting weaker and weaker, and the flames released from the body are getting smaller and smaller, and they will be seriously injured.
The red golden bee is purely yang, and it contains the power of nature. Ordinary fire is useless to them. The little red bird is a beast, and the flame can of course burn the red golden bee, but there are too many golden bees.
Many ants can bite the elephant, let alone the golden bee that has the strength of Yuan Ying!
When the heart was in a hurry, suddenly, a multicolored light at the bottom of the cliff lit up.
Then, those red gold bees, which were so fierce, were like something terrible, and they screamed and fled.
The little red, which has become dying, becomes a waste bird, is held up by a soft light, and slowly floats to the front.
"Hey, hey... it hurts..." The little red bird shed tears and looked at him with a look of innocence. "I am so easy to advance. I wanted to be gorgeous, so I can see you." Seeing my heroic attitude, why is this the result?"
Hey, it’s good-natured and funny, this guy’s look is simply too embarrassing to see.
The feathers on the body were bald and piece by piece, and even the original radiant feathers were smashed by the Red Golden Bee.
奚玥 Gently use the spirit to caress its body, let some wounds heal temporarily to stop bleeding, and there is no good air in the mouth: "I will dare not rush out without seeing the situation, and now I have to suffer?"
The little red bird took back the space, and then he turned his eyes to the bottom of the cliff.
There is still some distance from the bottom of the cliff. From the far side, you can see the misty clouds below. There is a unique courtyard, surrounded by green bamboo, which is elegant and quiet.
However, in the forest of these beasts, it seems unspeakable.
I feel that if I have just read it wrong, it seems that I have saved a small red.
And this array only looks at the illuminated rune lines, it seems to be very simple, if it is painted on paper, maybe she will regard this as a boring graffiti.
Just relying on graffiti-like runes, but it can dispel the red golden bee, who is underneath.
I was thinking about whether I would like to thank you. Suddenly the clouds scattered slightly, revealing a young man in white.
The white youth sat in a wheelchair-like chair and looked up at her.
Because it is far away, you can only see that it is a pair of clear and quiet eyes, like a clear spring, but there is no wave.
"Young master, we should go." There seems to be another man's voice coming from the faint.