Hearing the intimate sounds in the room, Linghe and Lingguan immediately retreated to another room. There was no guard outside the door. The furry little red bird successfully climbed over the threshold and looked up at the outside world, full of curiosity.
The sycamore forest outside the palace was quiet and peaceful. As no noise was allowed near the palace, there was not a single bird in the entire forest.
Practicing on dead leaves, one can see the direction of the true qi from the leaves flying all over the sky, so the fallen leaves in this sycamore forest have never been cleaned up. The ground was full of dead leaves, and the layers of them were very interesting. Feng Er ran up happily, rolled over, and dived under the leaves.
The sunlight shone on the dead leaves, casting a warm yellow glow. Under the leaves was light green grass that had just begun to emerge. A small insect popped up on the ground, but was immediately frightened and shrank back when it saw the chick.
"Chijiji!" Feng Er pushed aside the fallen leaves and dug the ground with his claws. The little phoenix's claws were very powerful, and the dust flew up, catching the insects that had no time to escape underground.
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