C38 (1/2)
Three white pigeons flew across the tranquil sky, and the parallel pigeons glided in an orderly manner across the vast sky. After passing through the pure white and transparent clouds, they seemed to have come to an agreement and went their separate ways, heading in three different directions.
A white pigeon hovered over a church building, looking for a foothold. Finally a window opened and the pigeon landed in a well-trained manner.
The man looked curiously at the white pigeon that had suddenly landed on the ground. He observed that the pigeon had a small letter cylinder on its leg.
”This is …” A carrier pigeon? ”
The man hurriedly took out the letter from the pigeon.
It was a white piece of paper. The man quickly opened it, and the man who was originally in a good mood suddenly became flustered, as if he could not believe the contents of the paper. His eyes were wide open in surprise.
”Sima Yan, stop playing deep! Something big has happened! ”
”Heh, it's not that Bai Long died, but everything else is not a big deal!”
Sima Yan sneered, his tone filled with dejection.
The man indicated that he did not want to bicker with him, and immediately passed the slip of paper to Sima Yan.
Sima Yan accepted the slip of paper, and his originally lifeless eyes instantly lit up. He carefully read the contents of the paper in his mind, and was so shocked that he could not believe his own eyes.
”Looks like something big is about to happen!”
Sima Yan slowly said as he cast his gaze towards the white pigeon outside the window.
”Strange, who exactly gave us this news?”
Sima Yan asked curiously.
”I don't know, it flew in as soon as I opened the window. I saw that it was still a carrier pigeon, so I took out the slip of paper.”
The man inexplicably stared at the pigeon, as if he was in the real world. Did he even use the strange method of sending messages like a pigeon?
”Quickly inform them. As long as they are members of the anti-dragon team, prepare for battle!”
Sima Yan ordered.
The man looked at Sima Yan in confusion, then asked weakly.
”Do you really believe it?”
Sima Yan touched his forehead anxiously, looked at the high ceiling and forced a few words out of his mouth.
”Sigh ~ People in the martial arts world, things go against your wishes, you have to do it!”
In the golden desert, the falcon soaring in the sky suddenly released its bestial form, and its large, strong wings retreated back into its body.
”Lion King! Lion King! ”
The falcon that had just landed shouted.
Lion King frowned, he was really impatient with Ying calling him little.
”How many times have I told you to be calm in the face of trouble? Why are you still so restless?”
The panting Ying took a deep breath and quickly adjusted himself.
”Lion King, it's not that I'm anxious, but the situation is!”
The calm Lion King's heart slightly trembled, and then he touched the hair on his own cheeks.
”What is it?”
”There's a message from above. The President wants us to let Bai Long go for now?”
The eagle said seriously.
Lion King thought, his eyes spinning non-stop.