Chapter 478 (1/2)

Qiu Ya cut dozens of thorns like chicken blood.

All of a sudden, a Golden King bird flew into the sky and landed on a branch near them. After standing still, the bird tried to make a few voices and sang loudly.

Qiu Ya and ye Xi, one forgetting to chop the thorn vine, the other forgetting the thorn core in his mouth. They all looked at it without blinking and were attracted all their attention.

This golden bird is so dazzling.

Its every feather is very dazzling, like carved with gold foil, but also add a lot of flash powder. It's beak is jade, there is no crack and mottled color on it, and it is more perfect than the best Hotan jade.

Its eyes are almond shaped, long golden eyelashes curled up, more beautiful than the eyes of the spotted deer.

At the moment, the whole bird is bathed in the blazing sun. It is so golden that it is almost blinding. It looks very expensive and exquisite.

When ye Xi looked at it, he couldn't stop sighing at the wonder of the creator.

”Canaries are said to be canaries, but their feathers are actually yellow. To be more precise, they should be yellow. And this one can be called a real canary. If people in the past generation saw it, they would be crazy about it! ”

Not only does it look blinding, but its singing sound is also very pleasant, just like the spring water Ding Dong, which makes people happy. I'm afraid only the voice of the shark can match it.

And it is so standing on the branches, singing as if no one else, completely intoxicated in their own songs.

”Li -- Li --”

the melodious and penetrating song penetrates under the thorns.

Dong muying, who had been sleeping on the vine, opened her eyes and quickly took her long bow and arrow from the hole in the ground. Like a strong cheetah, she jumped to the top of the thorn bush.

Chieftain Ji rushed out of the cave with an excited look and jumped to attract all the people nearby,

”quick, take out all the thorns you have, and the bird is coming

Soon, the soldiers of the thorn tribe gathered near the Canary with thorny fruits in their hands, or with bows and arrows. They were short and covered with thorny vines to avoid its sight.

The golden Canary glanced at them quietly and continued to sing as if she had not noticed it.

Gradually, the milk gray thorn finch was attracted by the canary, fluttering around, chirping loudly to echo its song.

The solo became a chorus.

After a while, Chien Ji took the lead to come out from behind the thorn vine. He held a large bunch of red thorn fruit in his hand, and narrowed his eyes to lure the canary,

”Dear bird, do you want to eat this fruit? Come here, these are all yours!”

At the moment, his breath converges to the extreme, completely like an ordinary person, not to mention the king bird, even ordinary birds will not be on guard against him.

But the Canary seemed not to be seduced by the thorns at all. She turned around and sang softly.

Ye Xi asked Qiu ya: ”what is your chief doing?”

Qiu Ya's eyes were fixed on the Canary for a moment: ”he wants this king bird to mate with our tribe's bramble Finch and give birth to stronger offspring.”

Ye Xi: ”they are not the same species, can produce offspring?”

Qiu ya: I have to try. And do you think that this king bird is very similar to us? It's just that the colors of the feathers are different. ”

Ye Xi compared the canary and the thorn Finch, and found that the two were indeed similar in body shape, both of which were round.

However, it is also possible that this canary is a young bird. After all, Gaga was similar to the thorn finch when she was a child.

Ye Xi: ”does it come often?”

Qiu ya: ”no, this is the second time it came to our tribe, but I have seen it three or four times by that river. This bird is very narcissistic and always goes to the river to see its shadow.”

Ye Xi: