Love Rival Transforming Husband [Holographic]

The Thorn Bird is a specialty of the Thorn Jungle.

There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth.From the moment it left the nest, it searched for the thorn tree, and did not rest until it found what it wanted.Then, thrusting itself into the longest and sharpest thorn, it sang among the savage branches.Dying, it rises above its own pain, and its song silences both the lark and the nightingale.This is an extremely beautiful song, and the song ends and dies.

Looking at the bird whose feathers were burning like fire in front of him, Ye Shiwei's expression was ugly.

The thorny bird in "Xiu Xian" is different from nature in reality. The thorny bird in reality pursues the sharpest and sharpest thorns on the thorns, but the thorny bird in "Xiu Xian" pursues death...

And the most wicked thing about this kind of spirit beast is that as long as the thorn bird is about to die, it will trigger the special effect of invincibility, and then start singing, that is sound attack!It is still a group killing sound attack with great lethality!What the hell is a group killing sound attack that can attract monsters!

He didn't know where he was until he saw the Thorn Bird.

Eight lifetimes of bad luck!

Ye Shiwei held his breath cautiously, hoping that the thorn bird in front of him could leave with mercy after playing for a while, but obviously God didn't favor him too much, but in just two quarters of an hour, he saw that there was Two disciples in black came towards him.

Demon Cult!

Ye Shiwei frowned.

Each sect has its own robe color, and the Momen’s is black. Of course, there are so many sects, there will naturally be contrasting colors. At this time, you need to look at it according to the cloud patterns embroidered on the clothes of each sect. Yes, he had seen the cloud patterns on the Demon Sect's robe for so long in his previous life, it was absolutely impossible for him to admit his mistake.

Carefully covering up his figure, he took a picture of the concealment talisman on his body, and the place where Ye Shiwei was just now was empty, even if his divine sense swept over it, there was no one there.

After a while, the two demon disciples arrived next to Ye Shiwei.

"No one?" One of the disciples frowned and scanned the jungle in front of him.

"The fluctuation of spiritual power is cut off here." Another disciple added.

Seeing the two disciples getting closer, Ye Shiwei frowned.

The magic gate has a kind of probing technique, but this kind of probing technique needs to collect the spiritual power fluctuations of the parties involved.

Spiritual power fluctuations are easy to say, because no matter what a monk is doing, as long as it is related to spiritual power, there will be spiritual power fluctuations even in cultivation, but in fact it is very difficult to master this kind of fluctuation. It is only possible under certain circumstances, and once this kind of fluctuation is covered up, it will be difficult for the caster to find the person he is looking for.

So, at most, this thing is just a trick when others are not paying attention, and it is of little use most of the time.

What made Ye Shiwei feel strange was that these two people, who were just ordinary disciples, collected his spiritual power fluctuations and found them.

But Ye Shiwei hadn't had time to find the answer, and the two carefree demon disciples had been discovered by the Thorn Bird.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

In addition to the astonishing power of the last blow, the Thorn Bird's attack power in the early stage was not strong. The two demon disciples didn't take it seriously, and there were thousands of them densely in the Beili Secret Realm. For a person like Shi Wei whose consciousness is far superior to ordinary people, most people only need to remember a few places that are most dangerous and beneficial, and they really don't pay too much attention to the others.

Especially creatures with obvious defects like thorn birds, as long as they are not discovered by them or killed to the point of death and fly out of the dense forest, they will naturally not follow.

But these two demon disciples obviously didn't know.

╮(╯_╰)╭Since they don't know, Ye Shiwei has no obligation to tell others, especially when they follow him for no reason.

It's a pity that I will be implicated this time, Ye Shiwei thought to himself.

The Thorn Bird is worthy of being called a burning flame, and has a very violent temper. When it sees humans other than itself, it flies over with arrogance.

But after all, it was two against one, and Thorn Bird's intelligence was not very high, so soon, a sword of a demon disciple pierced Thorn Bird's chest.

"Chirp~~~~~~~"

The Thorn Bird's voice suddenly turned higher, Ye Shiwei's expression turned serious, and he didn't care to expose it, so he directly drew a soundproof formation in midair. Unfortunately, the formation of spiritual power was too fragile after all, but after a while, it was washed away by the fluctuation of the sound attack Lose.

And Ye Shiwei could only bear the pain and draw the soundproof array over and over again.

Ye Shiwei was okay, but the other two demon disciples were miserable. Under the attack of Yingong, they kept rolling with their heads in their arms, screaming on the ground, and occasionally turning over, they could still see the blood flowing from the seven orifices.

From time to time, insects would fall stiffly from the tree. If Ye Shiwei's consciousness was open, he could still see that some tiny creatures had died deep in the ground.

It's a song of death.

The two disciples of the demon sect stopped moving, and after a while, they turned into white light and disappeared, but the thorn bird was still singing, and its body was burning like a ball of flame, as if it was burning with life.

And so it is.

Ye Shiwei didn't try to attack the thorn bird. Numerous seniors confirmed that all the attacks at this time were useless. This kind of singing was beyond spiritual power, and it was more like a rule, a way.

He just drew the patterns over and over again, as long as he survived this one singing, he would be fine. As for the thorn birds that he attracted later, he just needed to fight and retreat, and not to be seriously injured or dying.

All Ye Shiwei's attention was focused on the sound-proof array, and a little blood was already flowing from his ears, so he naturally didn't notice that the fairy animal bag around his waist was bulging and moving.

It wasn't until the bag loosened Ye Shiwei's waist and fell to the ground that Ye Shiwei turned his attention from the circle to the bag.

"Peacock……"

Ye Shiwei looked at the bulging little bag, and suddenly thought of the peacock's bloodline level, pursed his lips, and let the little peacock out of the bag.

"Zhi~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

As soon as the little peacock came out of the bag, it sang to the sky, and then looked in the direction of the thorn bird.

The Thorn Bird was also at the end of its strength at this time, only the skeleton remained of its burning body, and only the singing sound continued to emerge from its throat.

And this song, after hearing that cry, also seemed to be frightened out of tune, and this out of tune, the sound attack effect in the voice suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the burning speed of the thorn bird seemed to increase tenfold, and within a short while, the skeleton disappeared in the burning of the fire, leaving only a handful of ashes on the spot.

Ye Shiwei stared blankly at his little pet. Although it was very handsome, it couldn't hide the fact that its petite body was underage. It never occurred to me that such a little thing could make the thorn bird look like this with just one cry.

I never thought that my pet would be so daft!

And when Ye Shiwei hadn't gotten out of his pet's sudden change of mood, the sound of wings flapping suddenly appeared in the forest.

Ye Shiwei smiled wryly, "The Thorn Bird."

Sure enough, the leading three big thorn birds came with more than ten thorn birds, and the crown of the leading thorn bird turned out to be the king of thorn birds.

Picking up the little peacock from the ground, just as he was about to take the opportunity to move the talisman and run away, he heard the little peacock scream again.

"Zhi~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

I saw a dozen or so thorn birds coming to a standstill as if they had been hit by acupuncture points, and the leading thorn bird king tilted his head.

"Chirp?"

"Zhi~~~~~!"

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

"Zhi~~Zhi!"

"Chirp Chirp Chirp~~~!"

"Being jittery~~!"

Seeing the little peacock and the thorn bird communicating with each other in a bird language that he didn't understand, Ye Shiwei felt cold sweat on his forehead, and when he saw the thorn bird king pull a feather from his body and give it to the little peacock, Ye Shiwei I can't control my mood anymore.

Little peacock, you are so cute!Do you know? !

#The sad reminder master who was compared by his own little pet#