Chapter 821 (1/2)

The red magma glows and emits intense heat. The rocks and soil layers around the roast are red.

Chu Feng burned the ”rock inscriptions” left to the little Taoist priest, and the red liquid flowed all over the ground like molten iron.

”Son, you study it slowly underground. This is the treasure of our Chu family. It contains a world-shaking secret. You should be jealous of the power of the sun and understand it well.”

After this kind of words are spoken, it seems that some emotion appears in the world. It seems that someone nearby is really listening, and there seems to be endless regret, which is slowly dissipating.

”Boy, take a good look!” Chu Feng said.

However, at this time, his eyes flashed through the clouds in the distance.

The cloud in the sky is very light and goes away.

Whoosh!

At this time, Chu Feng suddenly moved, rose from the ground, rushed up into the air, reached the clouds in an instant, put out a hand, grabbed it forward and shot at the clouds.

”Quack, quack!” There was a strange cry in the clouds, first like a chicken, then like a crow, flapping its wings, fleeing and screaming.

There is a hawk and Falcon in the clouds. It is golden without a stray hair. It is as brilliant as gold carving, with the color of panic.

This is a young bird. It's not very big. It's half a foot long, but it's extraordinary. The blood gas around it is actually very thick, far more than that of similar raptors.

”Uncle, don't kill me. I just passed by and saw that someone could approach the stone grinding plate. I was curious and peeped in the far air. I didn't mean any harm and didn't dare!”

The golden alien bird made a clear and obviously immature sound. It seems that it is really just a juvenile golden alien hawk and falcon, begging for mercy here.

Chu Feng stared and looked, then grabbed it in his hand, swooped down to the earth and stood on the hills outside the stone millstone area.

”Interesting.” Chu Feng held the young bird in his hand. Finally, he commented that his face was calm, his eyes were deep, and a divine light loomed.

”Uncle, I'm afraid. Don't kill me, will you?” The young bird begged. His voice was soft and trembling. His eyes were clear and a little scared. Please Chu Feng raise your hand and don't kill him.

Chu Feng smiled, then quickly converged his smile, flicked a finger on his head, directly made the golden chick scream, and a big bag appeared on his head, swelling up on the spot.

”Good pain, good pain, chirp, uncle, don't kill me or eat me. Huang Er is still young and hasn't grown up. The meat is not delicious. Let me go, woo...”