Chapter 50: Birds with flowers (3)

Although it was said to the cicadas that they had paid to help them find the white cicada flowers, it was not easy to find a bird in the Six Realms.
Xifeng thought he could follow its trail with the feathers on his hand. Whoever wanted Xifeng to just cast a spell on it would turn to ashes and burn his hands.
"Cunning! There is even a retro chase." The west wind blew his fingers and asked the young man who was cutting peach, "Can you find it?"
Qingyuan replied: "I did." He looked at the white ash on the table. "It's gone now."
"..."
"Eat peach."
Xifeng took it indignantly, finished with three times, five times, and two. She had n’t eaten breakfast and was hungry. She was not hungry anymore. As soon as she ate this peach, her stomach awakened and hungry and hungry. Westwind couldn't, and went to pick up peaches in his hands again: "I want more."
"No."
She stared: "Why?"
"You said, eat one a day, today's finished."
"..." Can this dragon be more flexible! West wind is about to grab, Qingyuan's eyes are swift, and one hand sweeps, and all the peaches disappear into his palm. Xifeng glanced around, but didn't find it. She sniffed her nose in grievance and cried, "I want to eat peaches."
Qingyuan flatly refused: "No."
"Oh."
His face changed in a blink of an eye, as if a rainstorm swept through the world, and then he saw bright sunshine again. Qingyuan was amazed by the ability of Westwind: "Westwind, you are so powerful."
The unsatisfied Westwind was angry: "What a good way to praise me, and want to scold others in disguise, right? I, no, accept, accept!"
"..."
Qingyuan also said that Xiao Huo hurriedly shushed at him, and then said he would be beaten.
Xifeng supported his cheek for a moment and didn't understand what the bird would do to steal the white cicada flower. There are so many flowers in the world, but they just stole that flower. It is inexplicable. It is really inexplicable.
And she took her pearl flower along.
Is it a flower thief?
Xifeng suddenly knew where to start looking for it.
She took out the money bag with pain, and pulled Qingyuan to run outside. She went straight to the street stall, picked out dozens of pearl hairpins with flowers, and hairpin flowers, wrapped things in Qingyuan's arms, and dragged him to the garden, which will bloom in In the summer, all the flowers were picked back, more than ten were picked, and they were all filled in the hands of Qingyuan.
Seeing the following month, the child looked incredulous: "Does your master treat Master Dragon God as a coolie, are you afraid of being killed?"
Xiaohuo asked, "Do you think she is alive now?"
"Alive and kicking."
"That's not right."
Yue'er is strange and clear. Only the west wind girl can think of the dignified dragon in the world. She thought that Westwind's attitude towards Qinglong towards the fire rat was a bit dazed. Is the correct usage of the big monster this?
Although she always wanted to collect a big monster, she had never thought about how to get along with the big monster.
Xifeng, who collected a bunch of flowers and plants, changed to another inn and piled everything on the table. It's just that these flowers look too ordinary and have no potential to attract magic birds.
She thought about it and cast a psychedelic spell on the pile of things. In this way, the ordinary flowers and plants on the table became strange flowers that were not in the Six Realms, and they would attract magic birds. The fragrance of the flower was overflowing, and even the people downstairs smelled it and looked around, but did not know where it came from.
Seeing the people downstairs, Xifeng saw all around, and then assuredly closed the window, only opened a small slit, and then laid a net in this room, waiting for the bird to come.
"Okay." Westwind clapped hands for a long time, and then pulled Qingyuan out, so a big dragon was here, and even the mosquitoes did not dare to come in, and she turned to the two little children who were still drinking tea on the table. The guy tickled his finger, "You two, also come out."
She had planned, went to have a cup of tea across the street, and slowly waited for the bird to catch the net.
It was almost noon, and Xifeng, who had been drinking tea for half a day, thought that Jin Chan would start soon, and finally showed great compassion. He ordered two dishes and ate lunch.
There is not much difference between the devil and the demon, and they like to go out in the night. Xifeng had eaten dinner, and had not seen any traces of birds. The house opposite was quietly silent. There was no struggling sound of birds caught in the formation.
"Huh?" Qingyuan looked out. "Friends are here."
"Feng Qingshen?"
"Ok."
Xifeng immediately called to Xiao Er: "Add one more piece of fried pork."
Qingyuan looked at her and asked, "Why add food?"
"Because it's the wind and the gods, big man, I want to hold my thighs."
Qingyuan frowned: "Why are you holding his legs?"
Westwind impatiently said: "Eat your peanuts, don't always ask."
"Oh."
Qingyuan ate a piece of peanut rice in silence, and it turned out that the breeze would soon appear. He sat down and said, "Friend, come back to Jiuxiao. The emperors want you to drink. It looks like this time, really It ’s fine wine, your warning, useful. "
"Don't go back." Qingyuan stared at him. "You go, don't come to me in the future."
Baili Qingfeng looked inexplicable: "... why?"
It happened that the fried meat piece came up, and the fragrance was tangy, but it was not ordered for him. Qingyuan was even more annoyed: "If you leave, you won't see you in 100,000 years."
"..."
"Why are you rushing to clear Qingshen?" Westwind stopped him, and pushed the dish to Baili Qingfeng, smiling, "Shangshen eating vegetables."
Baili Qingfeng had to pick up chopsticks, but before they caught it, he noticed that there was a powerful mysterious force that contained the chopsticks. It seemed that as long as he touched this piece of meat, even the chopsticks and his hands would become fried pieces of fried meat. Suddenly he understood what, his friend is jealous!
In his lifetime, he saw that Dragon God was jealous, and it was because of him.
Baili Qingfeng got great satisfaction in his heart. He put down his chopsticks in case he was thrown out by his friend. He smiled and said, "If I bring it, the troubled Xifeng girl will persuade him to go back, public and private, and still see the elders. our."
Xifeng doesn't know what the situation of God Realm is, but she believes that Baili Qingfeng will not harm Qingyuan. When the generals of the DPRK general returned to the dynasty, they had to see the Lord. You ca n’t justify your reasoning because he ’s against the sky, so it ’s easy to be hated by others:
The human world has rules of the human world, and the world also has the rules of the realm. come back."
Qingyuan nodded: "Okay."
Baili Breeze: "..." This is too different! Which thing did he persuade to solve twice before?
unhappy!
Don't see each other for 100,000 years!
Baili Qingfeng saw that he was still not leaving, and he said with an air: "Leave, good friend."
"No, wait for me to finish eating." Qingyuan went to pick up the dishes again and said, "You can't leave Xifeng to eat alone."
The other tables are more than two people. When he leaves, the west wind will be alone, which is not good.
Baili Qingfeng was surprised to see him, it was terrible, and friends would still say love. He thought with full interest that the west wind would be moved. At first glance, the girl hummed and did not move.
Hum, she wants to lie to her girl ’s heart, she does n’t believe it, he just does n’t want her to be a big fat man, you ’re so naive! Xifeng hummed, without any waves in his heart, and continued to eat.
Baili Qingfeng look at the left and right, God, can these two guys still let him drink wine?
After two minutes, the rice was finally finished. Qingyuan, who doesn't like meat, almost ate up the fried slices. After eating, he drank another tea and picked his teeth with his tweezer. It did n’t work, so he gave up. He went to do other things again, and the breeze breeze stretched his face and said: "Don't drag on, good friend."
"Oh." Qingyuan said to Westwind, "I'm gone."
"let's go."
"You have to take care of yourself."
"Good."
"If you can't beat the magic bird, just wait for me to come back."
Westwind stared back and asked, "Why can't I beat a bird?"
"Oh." Qingyuan finally stood up, and finally he was not assured, "Don't go to the Devil Realm."
The west wind nodded madly, when did he become a bluster. Isn't it just back to Jiuxiao for a drink, as for life and death? She sent the two to the alley, and Qingyuan nagged a dozen more sentences, one at a time, like a nagging old man.
In the end, Qingyuan had nothing to say. Baili Qingfeng asked helplessly: "Can we go now?"
"Ok."
He was about to leave, and was suddenly pulled by the west wind, and said: "Look at him, don't let him get drunk, drunk and make mistakes."
Baili Qingfeng embraced his chest with both hands, looked at them and asked, "Do you still have something to say?"
There are people you can care about, you have a little fairy, the little green dragon! Baili Qingfeng hummed and flew back to Jiuxiao, and he would never talk to anyone again.
Qingyuan saw that he had left, and then patted Westwind's head: "You have to wait for me to come back, and don't add food to others."
Xifeng nodded: "Well."
As the words fell, Qingyuan had turned into a shadow, and disappeared above the sky full of sunset clouds.
The setting sun ignited the heavens and the earth, and the eyes of the west wind stained a red cloud. She slowly withdrew her gaze, and she was unhappy every time the dragon walked away, and he always wanted to beat him when he was there.
Should she be sick?
The west wind fell into great sorrow.
Suddenly Yue'er jumped on her head and looked alertly towards the inn: "The bird is coming."
Xifeng Shensheng: "Wait, the Devil Bird has just entered the battlefield and hasn't caught it yet."
"That bird is not weak." Yueer whispered and disappointed again, "Unfortunately not very powerful."
"Bangbang Bangbang--"
The room opposite the inn facing the street suddenly hit a loud noise.
Before Yue'er had reacted, the west wind had already rushed towards it. Unprepared, he fell backwards, and his head fell directly on the ground. She was about to cast a spell, and suddenly a claw grabbed her robe and led her in the direction of the west wind.
"It's stupid." Xiaohuo said disgusted, and continued to grab her robe and flew there.
Yueer pouted in protest, she was just not ready.
The west wind had reached the window of the room. She looked in the gap, and there was a blue flying bird in it, which was trapped by the formation.
It hissed and tried to break away the gold thread wrapped around it. But the more struggling, the tighter the thread became, and finally the thread was almost pulled into its flesh, completely locked its wings, and finally fell to the ground.
Xifeng just pushed the door in. The room was already messed up, the porcelain was broken, and the tables and chairs were messed up. At a glance, you would lose a lot of money.
But for Xifeng, who will soon have fifty golden cicadas, it's nothing.
She pinched the gold thread and looked at it. The bird looked like a mountain blue flycatcher, seven or eight inches long. From head to tail, the entire back is blue, the abdomen is yellow, and against the blue feathers, a pair of eyes also show a light blue light.
It is a very beautiful magic bird.
I don't know if it tastes good or not.
The west wind shook the gold thread, and the birds flicked. She squinted and asked, "What about my bead flower?"
The bird did not make a sound, but hurriedly flapped its wings, trying to break the gold thread. Xifeng patiently asked again: "What about Baichanhua? Didn't you eat it?"
The bird is still struggling, but Xifeng did not continue to ask, because she saw that the paw of the bird was slowly disappearing, and her two paws disappeared in an instant. As soon as she had a meal, she suddenly realized that after saying "damn", she threw the bird away and ran to the window. She lay on the window and looked out. On the opposite roof, there was a blue bird, standing majesticly on the cornice. Seeing her, she lifted her neck like a demonstration, opened her beak, and screamed very clearly and mockingly Suddenly, this fluttered away and flew away.
"You cunning demon bird, don't let me catch it !!!"
The west wind shouted to it, but the bird's figure had disappeared under the sunset.
Yue'er kicked the slowly disappearing bird bound by the golden thread, and looked up: "Fake, you are such a fool, Westwind. You were even tricked by a bird."
Xiao Huo immediately covered her mouth and dragged it outside the house. Stupid! Mocking Westwind, this is the rhythm of death!
The west wind turned sharply, and at the sight of the small fire, screaming and dragging Yueer, who was still planning to resist, escaped.
"Humph, I'll beat you up without leaving."
"Who is the girl beating?" The man smiled coldly. "Let's count the broken things first."
The sound was loud and suddenly sounded, and the west wind instantly shook with no momentum, wilting like eggplant.
She swallowed hard and looked outside. The innkeeper looked at her coldly, her eyes rounded rounder.
"The shopkeeper, listen to my explanation, I am exterminating the people ..."
"Bangbang Bangbang."
The abacus dialed quickly, the shopkeeper's hands were as fast as lightning, and the west wind flashed like a knife, crying and crying.
Damn birds, I want to make you eighteen dishes! ! !
small theater:
Westwind: Every day clinking poorly, mystery.