C14

Yuan Feiyu tried her best to make her expression gentler as a slight smile appeared on her face. She greeted with her eyes half-closed, "Heh, hello, Mr. Bird."

It was clear that the bird didn't understand Chinese. It looked at the flying fish quietly and said sternly, "…" | Gulp … "Crack …

Suddenly, Yuan Feiyu felt that Mr. Bird might have his own language system, the birdman from yesterday was emitting a pleasant gurgling sound, it seemed to mean for her to listen to him, to follow his thoughts, or to express that it was in a good mood.

Later, when she was in pain, it would cry out, "Chirp..." Whoosh … Whoosh … Chirp chirp … It seemed to be a form of comfort.

Today, the bird will call out," | Gulp … "Crack …" This, in turn, seemed to indicate its disapproval.

If there really was a language of birds, rather than letting birds learn the language of humans, this unreliable thought, it would be better to take the initiative to learn the language of birds with the attitude of the spirit of all living things.

Yuan Feiyu thought for a bit, then pinched her throat and called out, "Chirp..." Whoosh … Whoosh … Chirp chirp … She didn't sound like a bird at all, just a voice that came out of her throat, a Chinese dialect!

Apparently, this kind of Chinese dialect bird language that was even more difficult than foreign languages troubled golden birdman. He stopped and tilted his head, and his originally elegant face had an additional look of exploration, as he replied uncomfortably, "Chirp chirp chirp …" Swish Chirp... Chirp Chirp … "Chirp chirp chirp chirp …" His voice was clearly much gentler, with a hint of probing intent!

F * ck, you don't need to teach like that. I haven't even learned the last sentence, and you're making such a complicated sentence?! She followed suit and dryly said, "Chirp, chirp, chirp …" Swish Chirp... Chirp Chirp … "Chirp chirp chirp chirp …"

Although she thought that her memory was good and she was not wrong, she knew in her heart that she could not go against the other party's voice at all.

When the golden birdman heard her scream without any pattern, it stopped bird language teaching, hugged her again, flapped its wings, and flew away. The gluttonous Yuan Feiyu did not even put down the prey in her hands at this moment.

When the birdman threw her into the bird's nest, she seemed to have learnt a famous saying from Baoyu, "I seem to have known this bird's nest before."

Seeing that there were still golden moss soaked in blood in the bird's nest s, it seemed that I left it here in the morning when I left. Furthermore, there was also blood on the broken branches, it was caused when I wanted to escape from the pain and there was a hole on the lotus leaf on the side that I accidentally tore open when I escaped. The leaf was very sturdy, and it took a lot of effort to pull it apart.

In conclusion, this bird's nest is the one I left. But why is this birdman not the one I left?

Although they looked exactly the same, most of the birdman looked about the same.

Yuan Feiyu looked down at the birdman in confusion. That place was indeed empty, with nothing inside. Such a large golden pillar, if converted into modern gold, would also be several thousand grams, and it would also be a large, surging weight.