In my past life I was a bird

The battle between fire and fire, the red light is interlaced, extremely gorgeous, illuminating the city bathed in fire, forming a blood-colored waterfall.

Yanda is the youngest child of Fire King, and currently her illusion skills are inferior to her elder brother's. Under such a strong attack by the opponent, no matter how high her spiritual power is, she will gradually decline as time goes by, unable to resist Shuo Gang's attack.No, Shuo Gang, as an older brother, did not show mercy to his younger sister either. With the sharpness of the blade, he drew bloodstains on her body, and one even ran across her cheek, which was terrifyingly ferocious.

A woman, a princess, apart from life, there is probably nothing more important than a beautiful face.Moreover, Shuo Gang's saber is a divine tool, after cutting the skin, even the best phantom healer of the Fire Clan can find it difficult to remove the scars on his face.However, even though she was disfigured, Yanda still didn't care about it. She danced with flowers on the other side and insisted on fighting until the end, so that even Shuo Gang began to mutter, why is this sister so stubborn?

"Princess, forget it..." the overthrown attendant lied on the ground and tried to persuade him weakly.

Yanda turned a deaf ear to it, her heart was full of hatred for Shuo Gang, she went forward without fear.

The flowers fall, wither and wither.Flowers bloom, fiery blooms.

Either the flowers bloom or the flowers fall, the dignity of the fire princess is only in the princess's mind.Yes, dignity, in Yanda's heart, far exceeds appearance and life.

At the highest point of the banquet hall, Yanda's insistence made the snowbird's inexperienced eyes full of shock and puzzlement.It looked at Yanda, and suddenly remembered the wizard who had been chained to the swimming stone for many years. Since it knew him, it had never seen him persist like this.Yes, so persistently looking for freedom.So this fire princess, desperately waving her whip, what is she insisting on?

do not understand……

"Yanda, you give up." Below the snow bird, as the winner, Shuo Gang no longer bothered to fight against the embarrassed Yanda. He put away his knife, stared at Yanda, and said with a contemptuous smile: "My good sister , you can’t, don’t talk about the number one female warrior of the Fire Clan in the future.”

Hearing this, Yanda was suddenly filled with anger, bit her lip and swung a few times, but because her body couldn't support herself, she swayed a few times and fell helplessly to the ground.

"Hahahaha!" Shuo Gang laughed arrogantly, "Look, you really can't do it. If I continue to seriously injure you, my father may not know how to punish me. You are a woman, you have to look like a woman, like a man Fight and kill, no one will dare to want you in the future."

"Shuo Gang!" Yan Da raised her head, supported the ground with one hand, and clenched the long whip with the other hand, her nails dug into her palm.

Seeing this scene, the hailbird spread its wings and glides past, feeling a sudden feeling in its heart.

"I see other people's sisters are gentle and demure, but you are the only one who is fierce and tough, not at all like a woman." Shuo Gang handed the knife to the attendant beside him, stood in the distance, and looked down at Yan Da.

"Shut up!" Yanda's eyes turned red.

Seeing this red color, the snowbird suddenly remembered that the person once said to it: "Gods, like people, can cry."

Snowbirds don't have lacrimal glands, so they can't cry. Gods can cry, and the fire princess...can cry.The red in Yanda's eyes is not the color of the pupils, but the tears rolling in the eye sockets, but they are strong enough not to fall.The snowbird fell silent... The snowbird suddenly flapped its wings, flew from the air to Yanda's shoulder, and stopped quietly.

Yan Da turned her face sideways, and the white and flawless figure of the snowbird was reflected in the misty red pupils. For some reason, the tears that could have been held back accidentally slipped down and penetrated into the smooth feathers of the snowbird.

The snowbird trembled slightly, feeling that its wings were very hot. It did not expect that the temperature of its tears could be so scorching, like a ball of flame wrapped around its icy heart.

"Pengpeng." Yanda looked at the Snowbird, with a glistening tear stain on one side of her cheek that was still intact.

The snowbird looked back at her, and after a while, raised its wings to brush her cheek.It's really hot, the tears of the fire princess, hotter than flames.

"Prince, princess, the king is here." A voice interrupted the snowbird's movements.

Snowbird turned around and saw a person coming from behind the crowd, with a smile that was neither humble nor overbearing, and repeated: "Everyone, the Fire King is about to arrive."

"Father is here?"

"Father is here?"

Yan Da and Shuo Gang spoke at the same time.

After the sound, Shuo Gang didn't see anything wrong, but Yan Da, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly panicked, lowered her head, and whispered, "My father is here, I don't want my father to see me in a mess."

Snowbird tilted his head and stared at Yanda.

Yanda held on tightly to the flowers on the other side, and later, when all the attention of the people present was on the attendants of the Fire King, she suddenly got up, used her last strength to cast the illusion, and disappeared into the banquet hall with the snowbird.

The snowbird only felt that the scenery on both sides was constantly retreating, and after a while, it appeared in a strange place.

"Pengpeng, I'm exhausted. Don't fly out. I'll lie down for a while." Yanda's hand slipped from the snowbird's body and fell softly.