C1254 It was stolen! (1/2)
Propagation song!
Hearing this, the beautiful face of Meng Die suddenly turned red.
Qian Yingyue and Hong Chenxian also had strange complexions, they were only a member of a race. Towards the extremely thin Angel of realm of light, Fei Yan's expression was very natural.
”Sister Feng, I, I don't seem to be very good at this kind of music.”
Ye Qingfeng laughed: ”Dreamy Butterfly, you are mistaken, Thunderwing are a type of despondent demon, thus their power of lightning contains more negative emotions and damage, moreover their reproduction rate is very low. When they are happy, they dance, looking for a partner, so all you need to do is a cheerful and happy song.”
Hong Chenxian immediately said, ”That is indeed the case. wind goddess has a very deep understanding towards Thunderwing.
The red blush on Meng Die's beautiful face returned to normal. She nodded slightly and the jade flute appeared in her hand. She smiled and said, ”Then let us play the phoenix cry that Master told me about.”
When the melody sounded, Ye Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat.
Indeed! Meng Die's master, the God of Sound, was definitely related to China!
The sound was invisible and gentle. Under the control of the dream butterfly, it spread to the area ten thousand meters in front of them.
In this large gathering point for Thunderwing, there were three hundred of them. Thunderwing were born with a cultivation at the seventh stage, and could reach the ninth stage at maturity.
The phoenix cry for phoenix's song made the grieving Thunderwing's mood become high and cheerful, and they howled loudly with joy from the bottom of their hearts.
Like the cry of a white crane, the incomparably huge Thunderwing s were suffused with a green color and black lightning, searching for a mate.
The Thunderwing began to confess, they loved him!
A few minutes later, all sorts of howls came from the forest, making Hong Chenxian and Qian Yingyue feel a little uneasy.
The dream butterfly was immersed in the melody and was not affected by the sound.
”It's about time.” Ye Qingfeng laughed, ”Yueyue will create a fog to cover our presence. I'll go get a young egg.”