Teardown mode from scratch

Pull out the FLO-13 folding knife from the sleeve. The third form of the knife is a thin blade of nearly 30cm. The thin blade easily shreds the bodies of those birds. Rong Ling can feel the pink blood splashing on his clothes, and his body is getting worse and worse. More wounds trickled with blood, and then were covered with the blood of the chopped bird, and the impact of the silver bird on the back made him vomit blood.

Leaving aside the pain of being whipped from an angle that he couldn't take into account.Pulled the hanging tree stem, swung out the flock of birds, pulled out the revolver, and threw three burning sticks X to the high and far places at the silver birds flying down from the sky, leaned out, and raised the gun Aiming and adjusting the shooting time, red sparks exploded at different stages in the air, and the heat wave caused by the instant high temperature made Ling Ling feel uncomfortable for a while, thanks to those desperate silver birds who acted as meat shields in front, The pungent smell of burnt protein, and the smell of cooked meat of birds spread out. They undoubtedly suffered heavy damage, but did not affect their aggressiveness.

This kind of behavior undoubtedly made the crazy silver bird lock onto Rong Ling, and a silver bird that survived the disaster quickly landed in front of Rong Ling, bloomed gorgeous silver feathers, and attacked those vulnerable parts of the human body, such as the eyes... Looking at the enlarged beak in front of him, Rong Ling wanted to react, but it was too late.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

The severe pain of the eyeball being pecked by the bird made him howl unbearably from his lips, and the hand holding the revolver fell heavily towards the silver bird in front of him.The hand that was holding the tree stem loosened due to loss of strength, and at this moment, Rong Ling became a free fall. The trunk of the tree flashed past his eyes and fell to the ground. Flesh, but the bones didn't seem to break, no numb throbbing or piercing tingling.

The right eye was tightly closed, blood was flowing down the cheek, and the pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow until it became numb.

How could these ferocious birds miss this opportunity, they like the bloody smell of the enemy, like the way the enemy wailed and died.

Wen Jinglan was distracted to notice his cry, and when he saw him fall, he almost went crazy, while the birds were still swooping down on him and bumping into his chest.The endless battle frightened him, and the knife in his hand was already soaked with his own blood and the pink blood of birds.

Rong Ling can't die, what's damned is these violent birds, the knife in his hand swayed faintly as he swung it, as if sensing hatred. 'Suhuang' is the divine blade of the ancient city. Why did these silver birds who feel noble invade and break the cage?

Bird carcasses piled up high like a cemetery, a messy carpet of silver blood-stained feathers, the smell of burnt, rust, full of despair, the person lying under the tree is full of blood, one hand is weak Pressing against the eyes, the blood is still overflowing, and I can’t be distracted to take another look at how reasonable all the massacres will be in the future. The piercing pain, the pain that is about to split, is not unbearable, but just feels His body was twitching out of strength...

With the other eye, Rong Ling could see Wen Jinglan walking towards him with a knife in his hand, dragging blood all over his body. Is it over?It seems not.

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"Wu————" Yinniao roared at Wen Jinglan with its mouth wide open, looked straight at Wen Jinglan's face, looked at Rong Ling who was lying on the ground, then glanced at Wen Jinglan's knife, and continued Hissing, it sounded full of humanized ridicule, which made people feel in a trance.