Linghou often reminds Su Mo that the purple wing eagle egg is a big supplement and delicious, but there is a demon purple wing eagle here, and they dare not get close to it on weekdays.
The proudest thing of the monkey’s life is that he ate a purple wing eagle egg and escaped safely.
Purple wing eagle is one of the few birds that will go through hibernation.
One person, one monkey had planned to come here and steal once when the purple wing eagle went into hibernation when winter came, and its induction to the outside world would be reduced.
It’s a pity that Sumo left in early winter.
The monkey’s lips were closed, and the purple-gold juice flowed down its mouth and fell on the straw mat, but there was no response.
Seeing this, Su Mo’s eyes darkened.
The mellow juice in the mouth is temporarily tasteless.
The screams outside gradually faded away.
Elder Qian hysterically shouted, "Su Mo, you can’t escape if I die! You animals will let you go? Ah … "
Elder Qian cried out in pain and lost his voice.
Sue ink smiled.
Since I came here, Su Mo didn’t intend to get out alive.
The plan is to rush to crash and burn, but Su Mo didn’t expect to implicate the monkey in the end.
Su Mo struggled to get up and walk out of the cave and looked at more than 50 bodies in the valley that were being eaten by purple wing eagles. The unrecognizable bodies shook their heads and a mockery crossed their eyes.
What about Brother Tsukiji?
What about fixing the true clan door?
In the end, it is not known that people died in this corner of the Cang Lang Mountains.
In fact, it is said that the people who are happy died in the purple wing eagle’s food sharing, but they died in the Sumo calculation.
From the moment when Joy Zong entered the Cang Lang Mountains, they had already fallen into a net and were dragged by Su Mo to the abyss of death step by step.
In the middle of the purple wing eagle leader, he suddenly looked up and his cold eyes fell on Su Mo’s body like a knife.
Sumo saw it on the first night in the Cang Lang Mountains.
Many purple wing eagles gradually stopped sharing food, flashing their wings in the middle and staring at Su Mo and other leaders, and rushed to tear Su Mo to pieces!
"Hey!"
Lingyao Purple Wing Eagle looked up and screamed.
Whoo!
Many purple wing eagles flock like a rough purple sea, which will drown Sumo in a moment.
In the face of impending death, Su Mo looked calm, didn’t flinch, didn’t panic.
Butterfly Moon told him from the moment he stepped into practice that you will experience unimaginable dangers and you may lose your life at any time. Don’t count on me to save you.
At that time, Su Mo responded that life and death are rich in the sky.
This moment has finally come.
It was Su Mo who didn’t expect to come so early.
Suddenly!
Su Mo’s line of sight suddenly flashed a stunning horse in that purple ocean, which made people ignore it as if to dye the blood in heaven and earth.
A figure appeared in front of Su Mo.
Sue ink slightly open my mouth eyes first passed a bit surprised and then filled with surprises.
The bearer wore a blood-red robe with his back to Su Mo’s graceful figure, and his long black hair hung freely and floated in the wind.
"If you touch me, then die."
The flat and light tone is beautiful and lazy, but it is suffocating and overbearing!
Su Mo suddenly wanted to cry.
He has fantasized several times that the butterfly moon will appear in his most dangerous situation, but he is disappointed again and again.
"She came after all."
Chapter 51 Heart has a tiger
Su Mo opened her eyes wide to see every movement of Butterfly Moon, but a burst of fatigue flooded her heart and she couldn’t stay up any longer.
From the fierce battle in the city to the slaying of Luo Tianwu in Jian ‘an City, from the ambush in the Cang Lang Mountains to the escape for more than half a month, Su Mo has exhausted his last strength.
Su Mo closed her eyes at the moment when she saw Butterfly Moon stretching out her white palm and easily blocked the surging purple ocean.
Moment butterfly moon clenched fist.
The purple sea instantly burst into generate, leaving a beautiful blood fog.
Su Mo fainted.
……
I don’t know how long it’s been since Su Mo woke up and opened his eyes to feel a familiar smell.
This is the practice field.
Soaking Sumo in a wooden bucket seems to have returned to a year ago.
Butterfly Moon sat not far away, bluestone looked cold and didn’t know what was going on.
"What about the monkey? What about it?" The first thing Su Mo did when he woke up was to find out about the monkey.