Vows from Twilight Chapter 4

"Hey, hey! Wake up, your ancestor has something to do with you!" Thatcher Feng said these words naturally not in human language, but in a melodious bird song.

The kingfisher is easily awakened. When he heard that other birds were coming to his territory to run wild, he immediately woke up and said, "The wild boar climbed up the tree or my wife ran away with someone!"

It woke up and immediately looked around. It saw only one human being, but did not see the bird that had just screamed. It had to get angry at Thatcher Feng, who was closest to him: "Where are you from? Why do you still watch people sleeping? Shameless ! "

Thatcher Feng rolled his eyes and continued: "I want to ask you something, and I will give you a phoenix feather when the matter is completed."

In the past, it was difficult for people to reach the sky with just one feather, but who said that he is now a down-and-out phoenix? I had no choice but to use this method.

"Ouch, there are ugly human beings who can speak bird language?" This kind of rare thing is rare, and the kingfisher became interested: "No, you should be a demon in disguise? But why don't I feel the demon clan in you? breath?"

"Don't worry so much about whether you can help me or not. If you don't help me find other birds."

"You must be from the Fengqi Sect. You brought some chicken feathers with some breath on them and tried to trick me. I've seen this kind of thing too many times." The kingfisher looked at him with disdain: "Go, go, it's just that. Just a liar who can talk like a bird."

Thatcher Feng was so anxious that he wanted to peck it with his beak, but as soon as his face touched the kingfisher, he was pecked in the face. He was so angry that his face turned red, and he immediately took out the feather he had fallen off last night from his sleeve, " Brave and unruly!"

"Bah! You have the nerve to use such an ugly feather to be a phoenix! Do you think I can beat you to death today?"

This made Thatcher Feng angry. He was afraid that someone outside would be watching what was going on in the trial, so he resisted the urge to turn into his original form and fight, and reached out to pull the wings of the kingfisher.

It was surprising enough to speak the language of birds. In today's world, the tolerance for monsters is low, so it would be better for him to act like a bird with his tail feathers between his legs.

The blue-eared kingfisher was not easy to mess with. It immediately separated and flapped its wings to create wind. Thatcher Feng's hand almost slipped and fell. He roared: "Wait until I get out! I will pluck all your feathers! You What an ugly thing!"

And the feather that Thatcher Feng took as a bribe fell from the sky. The kingfisher didn't even look at it, and was about to fly over and peck Thatcher Feng's hand that hadn't grasped the branch, "I asked you to trick me with a chicken feather..." ..Huh?"

The blue-eared kingfisher didn't seem to believe it. He put the gray feather that fell at the bottom of the tree on the branch to feel the breath, and stepped on it with his paws.

"Wait a minute? Why did you get a real one!" The kingfisher's expression changed from disdain to fright in an instant. It was so frightened that it bowed down to the feather, "Phoenix above! It's the little one with clumsy eyes." Offended...sin sin."

"Which powerful Feng Yu is this? This disease almost conceals the Phoenix bloodline. The younger one didn't recognize it..."

The kingfisher worshiped the feathers for a long time, its wings lovingly brushed off the debris on the feathers little by little, and the bird held the feathers in its beak and inserted them into its tail.

Thatcher Feng, who had finally managed to hold himself steady on the tree, saw this scene and quickly stopped him, "Dead bird! You scolded me just now, why are you holding on to my feathers now?"

"You take care of me!" The blue-eared kingfisher looked at the out-of-place feather on the tip of his tail and smiled. Hearing Thatcher Feng scold him, he looked at him and looked at him. "I can do what you said before. I can even do it." I can help you find more, but this feather must be mine."

Thatcher Feng was angry, but he really wanted to take a shortcut to get the news from Kingfisher. After all, he had lost quite a lot of feathers in the past few days, and he had collected them all carefully. Even so, Thatcher Feng still felt a little unhappy.

He looked unhappy: "Lead the way. If you say the wrong thing again, I will pluck all your feathers, and I will spread the word that you are a bald bird everywhere in the surrounding area to see if there is another bird who can be your wife."

After saying that, he slowly climbed down from the tree.

Thatcher Feng has been naughty and mischievous since she was a child. She likes to play in trees the most. But he could only move up but not down, which gave him a headache for a long time.

This behavior has not changed to this day.

As soon as he came down, the blue-eared kingfisher flew diligently to Thatcher Feng's shoulder and chirped, "Whose powerful feather is this? Although it is inconspicuous, the blood in it is extremely powerful, but the body is not in good shape and the color is not good." "

After a few words of flattery, Thatcher Feng raised his head again, "This is the feather of the son of Feng Jinghong, a descendant of the seventeenth generation of the Feng clan."

"Ancestor Jinghong actually has a child? I've never seen it in the family tree... But the Feng clan has been dead for so long, and there is no trace left..."

From time to time, the blue-eared kingfisher looked at the out-of-place feather on its tail feathers. Seeing that Thatcher Feng had strayed off the road, he quickly reminded him: "Wrong, wrong, go this way faster."

*

The eyes of the elders observing in the water mirror outside grew wider.

People who usually couldn't get together for sect meetings were crowded in front of the water mirror today, vying to see their future disciples. They originally thought they would see good disciples killing everyone, but who would have thought that as soon as the scene turned around, it was Thatcher Feng. Play with this blue-eared kingfisher.

I don’t know how one person and one bird created such a noisy scene, but Preston Zhong, a talkative person, covered his ears after hearing this.

"This is the first time I've seen someone who can communicate with birds."

"This disciple is interesting. If you take it back, you don't have to worry about the sect being too deserted, haha."

"But the direction they are heading in seems a bit like heading towards the Wind Spirit Wolf. Could it be that Little Friend Feng is looking for a question about this bird?"

"It's not a question of being thorough, that's what he is good at." Preston Zhong rubbed his damaged ears, "If you ask me, senior brother should accept him as his apprentice, he is so noisy and full of energy."

After saying that, Preston Zhong glanced at Beckett Yan specifically, waiting for his next speech.

Beckett Yan looked at Thatcher Feng in the water mirror who almost got into a fight with the kingfisher on her shoulder. She somehow thought of the fluffy chick she met at the bottom of the mountain a few nights ago, and she unconsciously raised her eyebrows slightly. At the corner of his lips, he said, "It's indeed interesting."

"Who lives here, ah Qiu," Thatcher Feng rubbed his nose, sneezed several times and felt a little confused, "Is it spring now?"

"It's always spring here," said the blue-eared kingfisher, straightening its back. "The weather here is perfect for sleeping!"

"No wonder no birds like you," Thatcher Feng still had some difficulty walking barefoot in the woods. He almost tripped over a bone hidden in the grass.

"It must be the Wind Spirit Wolf. Even if it loses its hair, it will be blown thousands of miles away." Thatcher Feng walked to the bottom of the slope in less than a cup of tea. When he raised his head, he saw the black and red flag. It was inserted under the tree and covered by the grass.

The wind spirit wolf, which was three times his size, was lying next to the tree trunk, with its back hair standing on end and its pale green eyes staring at Thatcher Feng.

"It's okay, at least it's not hidden from me." Thatcher Feng raised his hand, and a cluster of flames appeared in the palm of his hand.

He made a hand gesture, and the flames in his palm instantly spread out and attacked the Wind Spirit Wolf.

Wind Spirit Wolf's reaction was naturally very fast, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live so well in the secret realm of Fengqi Sect. It rode the wind away from those sparks and blew them away. The Fengling Wolf pounced directly on Thatcher Feng and bit him.

Thatcher Feng became a well-known little bully when he was a minor. He had fought with many races, so he naturally understood the weaknesses of the Wind Spirit Wolf.

The flames extinguished by the phoenix suddenly burst into life and ignited the dead leaves on the ground. While the Wind Spirit Wolf opened its mouth and bit at him, he jumped easily, breaking through the restriction brought by the Wind Spirit Wolf's strong wind, and his fist mixed with the fire spirit power fell into its eyes.

The moment the dead leaves were ignited, the flames had already wrapped around the wolf's fur, swallowing the giant thing in front of them inch by inch.

The Wind Spirit Wolf failed to attack, and the fire in its limbs had spread to its body. It was rolling on the ground in pain.

I don’t know why the human flame in front of me not only was not extinguished by the wind, but intensified, directly breaking through the protection of its physical body and burning its flesh.

Thatcher Feng looked at it with a smile, while still wary of the Wind Spirit Wolf's counterattack, "I want that flag, you can't beat me."

He saw the wolf lying down peacefully, looking like he had given up, so Thatcher Feng pretended to reach out to get the flag, and sure enough, he saw the wolf behind him restlessly rushing towards him again.

The claws rushed towards him with the sound of wind. Thatcher Feng nimbly dodged it with the flag, then turned around, gathered the fire power on his feet, and kicked the hairiest claw with one kick.

The flames spread along the hair and reached the top of the head. This time, the wind spirit wolf could not extinguish the fire with its own spiritual power, so it could only roll on the ground.

"Okay, lose some hair and gain a memory. I'll punish you by losing your hair and you can't find a partner."

Thatcher Feng led the kingfisher and left the place humming a song. After they left, the fire on the Wind Spirit Wolf slowly extinguished.

Fortunately, it only caused damage to it, and its nest was still fine and was not set on fire. Otherwise, it would not even have a place to sleep today.

Thatcher Feng has been full of energy these days after eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating. After coming to the secret realm, he became the little bully he once was, setting fire to the mountains everywhere in the forest.

The key is that he always stares at these hairy monsters and maliciously burns all their hair clean.

However, Thatcher Feng still stood in front of them, with his hands on his H!ps, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Hahahahahahaha, I can't beat you, hahahahaha... I am the most invincible hahahahaha..."

His narcissism is so great that even a blue-eared kingfisher would feel embarrassed.

*

Preston Zhong laughed countless times at Shuijing, and even Beckett Yan also had a smile in her eyes.

Preston Zhong fanned the fan in his hand a few times out of habit, "This little friend Feng has little experience in human affairs, but his temper is innocent. The sect will seem to be a lot more lively in the future."

The old man standing next to him nodded and praised: "He is very skilled in the use of spiritual power. He is a good young man."

"Oh, seeing you guys acting like this, I know I can't get it, but I think Yan Qiushui, who has two three-star chess pieces, is not bad at all. Although his use of spiritual power is not as good as that of Feng Xiaoyou, his qualifications are superior. As long as he has a little Just add guidance."

Preston Zhong poked Beckett Yan with a fan, who looked at Thatcher Feng and laughed attentively. "How about it, you really don't want to accept a disciple? How suitable for you."

Yan Hui practiced Tai Chi with him, "I can't make a conclusion alone, it still depends on the disciple's wishes."

Preston Zhong knew that he looked like this. His junior brother didn't show it on his face how much he liked anything he met, and even let others choose first.

This habit has been developed since childhood. The master gave them two Tianwu weapons back then, one is the fan he is holding now, and the other is the Liuyun Sword in Beckett Yan's hand.

He didn't know until many years after his master passed away that the first thing Beckett Yan fell in love with was the fan in his hand.

Although it was just a trivial matter, Preston Zhong began to care about Beckett Yan's preferences after that. It's not compensation, but out of the senior brother's concern for his junior brother.

He didn't know when something would appear that made his junior brother choose without hesitation.

...

Two Samsung flags were taken away by other disciples early, but Thatcher Feng didn't care. His current results are enough to enter the inner gate, and he is just relaxing in the secret realm.

When the time was up, he came out. The monsters in the forest noticed that the aura of this demon king finally disappeared, and the whole forest became lively again.

As soon as Thatcher Feng was teleported out, he was already standing at the front of the hall. Duan Qingshuang was responsible for counting the number of flags in each disciple's Qiankun bag. He passed by Thatcher Feng and said hello to him: "It looks like Junior Brother Feng is playing inside." "Have you been very happy?"

Duan Qingshuang watched the whole process in the water mirror outside, and naturally knew how moist he was living inside.

"Yes, yes, how did you know that the roast rabbit inside is so delicious? Can there be such a dish in the sect?" As soon as Thatcher Feng's chat box was opened, he talked a lot.