Chapter 203: Desperate old bird man!

Inside the Black Feather City, there are traces of fighting everywhere, and the air is filled with a touch of blood. Bayi Chinese W≈W≥W≥. ≈81ZW. COM
Tang Zhen walked far away in the passage and went all the way to the main hall of the Black Feather City. In addition to the sputtered blood, he did not touch a black feather bird, as if all the black feather birds had disappeared. in this world.
But if you follow the blood, you will find a big room filled with residents of the Black Feather City, they will sleep here!
It is the best destination for them to die with the city.
A burst of fighting voice came, Tang Zhen followed the sound, now from a cave not far away.
More than a dozen holy dragon warriors were aiming at an old black feather bird, curling up a small bird around it, sobbing and shaking.
The old bird man has a magic soldier in his hand, which is now on the neck of a holy dragon warrior.
The old bird seems to know that the firearms are so powerful. Now the birdman is tightly behind him. It holds the holy dragon warrior in his arms and slowly retreats to the outside hole.
Tang Zhen came over and the soldiers quickly opened a passage to let him go to the front.
Looking at the soldier, Tang Zhen said coldly to the old bird: "Let my soldiers go, or you will die!"
The old birdman screamed and smirked. After looking at Tang Zhen’s eyes, he asked in a hoarse voice: "This is the city owner of the Holy Dragon City? It is really different from the mortal, and even speaks the language of the black feather family!"
Seeing that Tang Zhen did not answer its question, the old bird continued: "Now I am a black-slaughter who has been slaughtered by you. The centuries-old inheritance of the Black Feather City has also been cut off. Isn’t the owner of the city still planning to close the hand? Let me leave a little blood in the black feathers?"
"You black feathers can have today, purely self-sufficiency, resentment to others!"
Tang Zhen screamed coldly and glanced at the old bird who was full of sadness. He said: "You and I belong to different races, and you and other aliens have always been deceiving too much. The hatred of both sides is endless. To what extent do you think I will leave the enemy with a chance to make a comeback?"
"Oh, this is a big joke!"
Tang Zhen’s answer changed the face of the old bird, and when it was gray, it squirmed a few times, but did not make any sound, just looked at the little bird who hugged its legs. Look up and look at Tang Zhen.
"The fact is indeed as you said, the black feathers of the city was devastated by this, completely self-defeating, I have nothing to say, now I just want to make a deal with you.
The treasure room of Black City is extremely secretive. If there is no clue, you will take this mountain down, I am afraid I can't find anything.
I used the position of the black feather city treasure room to exchange my life with my grandson. What do you mean?

Tang Zhen glanced at the tearful birdie and said to the old bird: "Let your grandson pass, but you must stay!"
The old bird angered the crown, and the hand holding the knife was also shaking. He yelled at Tang Zhen: "You are so happy, I think my grandson is young, how can I survive alone in the endless wilderness, you and this kill What is the difference?
Don't force me, or I will kill your warrior and take him to my grandson to bury!

Looking at the old bird who was obviously in a state of collapse, Tang Zhen shook his head and said again, "I am still saying that I can only let your grandson leave, whether it is dead or alive, it is always for you." I have left a trace of blood, I have done my best, don’t take any more, or you both don’t want to leave!

The old birdman stunned, then sneered a few times, turned his head and looked at his little grandson with a sly look, softly said: "Xiaobao, you go, the farther you go, the better, after the grandfather is not By the side, you have to be stronger yourself.
Remember to live well in the future, live honestly, don't think about calculating others, remember?

The little bird cried, and refused to walk. The old bird persuaded a few words. After angrily, the birdman slaps and knocks the birdie down to the ground. He twists his head and says: "Roll, don't let me go again." see you!"
The birdie sobbed and stood up, squatting down against the old bird, then stood up, looked at Tang Zhen deeply, and opened his wings and flew out.
Because of Tang Zhen’s order, the soldiers of Shenglongcheng did not shoot and intercept the birdies, but let them fly farther and farther.
After seeing his grandson fly away, the old birdman turned his head. It let go of the holy dragon warrior in his arms. After throwing a roll of paper from his arms and throwing it to Tang Zhen, he walked slowly. To the edge of the cliff at the entrance.
"I was born here, but I yearn for the outside world. When I grew up, I went to a place thousands of miles away. After a few decades of wandering, I suddenly became the best in my hometown. So I went through a lot of hardships. Not far away, I rushed back."
After the old birdman said this, he slowly glanced at the surrounding scenery, the sorrowful voice: "From today, the black feather city will become history, it is my soul, my life, since the soul and life are No, what is the use of a stinky skin?
Lord of the Holy Dragon, waiting for you to know the world beyond thousands of miles, you will know how small and humble your family is, how powerful and terrible the hundreds of buildings that have been passed down for thousands of years!

When the old bird’s voice just fell, he fell to the cliff, and the pair of wings that helped him to fly thousands of miles never opened!
"The countless souls of me and Black City will be in hell, waiting for the day when the holy city is destroyed, hahaha..."
The sound of the old bird was faintly passed into the ear from the cliff. Soon it was a muffled sound. The old bird ran into a raised stone cliff, and the brain was split and died!
After watching the old bird’s body fall to the ground, Qianlong turned to look at Tang Zhendao:
The big man, the little bird, should you catch up...?

While talking, Qianlong crossed his hand on his neck and gently pulled it, showing a hint of killing in his eyes.
Tang Zhen shook his head and looked at the sky in the distance: "No need, do you think that a little bird who is less and less will pose a threat to us?"
Qianlong’s words are a smile:
The little bird is a spoiled generation, and there is no experience of survival in the wild. In the endless wilderness, even an experienced monk can’t say that he can Live the wound, let alone a birdie with no hands on the chicken!"
After saying that Qian Qianlong looked at the direction of the bird’s flight, he whispered:
If I am not mistaken, the direction of the bird’s departure is the direction of the white bone cliff, where the four-legged dragon’s site is. .
Dare to fly over the white bone cliff in the daytime, it is simply a dead end!

Tang Zhen nodded and opened the paper left by the old birdman. He looked carefully for a while and looked up at the soldiers around him. "Go with me, let's see what is good in the treasure house of the black feather bird." !"
The soldiers cheered in unison, followed behind Tang Zhen and walked toward a very secret cave.
Among the white bone cliffs dozens of miles away, several four-legged flying dragons slowly descended from the sky. One of the four-footed dragons loosened their claws and threw a small black feather bird who was about to suffocate on the ground.
The two young dragons rushed up and tore the little black feather bird into two halves, swallowed one bit... (to be continued).