Chapter 464 Don't touch, dangerous!

If the previous sky is still a white world, then now Lingfeng and Lingling can feel the black pressure. The dense birds, such as the rushing of the horses, whistle, and the tides are the same, a wave of waves. Even Wu Ma in the arms of Ling Feng is also staring at the sky with a big eye.

However, the flying height of these black birds far exceeds the height of Ling Feng and others flying in World of Warcraft. This makes Ling Feng’s heart set a little more certain, so these black birds just pass, not to themselves. Waiting for someone to attack.

At the beginning of Ling Feng, it was because of the huge momentum that came from the wind that he came to see the mountain temple. At this time, even Christina, who does not have any martial arts, feels the oppression between heaven and earth. Fortunately, she still keeps watching what Ling Feng said, and she does not come out by clinging curiosity.

It seems that because of the crisis, Ling Feng re-entered the mountain temple, took Christina's little hand, and came out, pointing at the pressure in the sky. Such a scene can be really rare. Christina just looked at the sky quietly, looking at the wind and tightening the hand of the wind.

If she is not afraid at all, it is a fake. Even the birds in the sky are far away, but the overwhelming momentum is still unbearable.

Followed by Christina, Robert Butter, looking at the birds in the sky, is intoxicated. An excellent troubadour will definitely not hold on to his curiosity because of danger, especially when faced with a beautiful scene, Roberts can't wait to sing a song immediately. The excitement looks no less than being boring and forced to suddenly release the Lingling.

just. Ling Feng looked at the direction behind these birds, and his heart moved, and asked: "Little, is there a cursed land?"

With Ling Feng asking, Robertst seemed to think of something, nodded, and then said: "Master, can cause such a large-scale flight of the witch crow. Certainly not the general reason, we are not Leave here as soon as possible?" This witch is not an ordinary bird. The faint and strange energy of their bodies is nothing but the wind, and the wind is just not clear about their names.

Moreover, even if the witches are alone, the attack power is not enough to make people feel scared. However, when thousands of witches fly together, the momentum is not comparable to ordinary warriors, even a saint. Really going to face such an air corps, presumably it will be a very headache.

Unless you have prepared a large area of ​​lethal magic beforehand, otherwise you will only have to escape. but. Can the saint really escape the tracking of the witches?

"Or wait a second, otherwise, as they fly together, it is easy to attract their attention." Ling Feng said, even if the speed of white plus black can open the witch, but if not necessary Ling Feng still feels that it is better not to touch the nerves of these groups of migratory people.

If it is on earth. Seeing so many birds flying through the sky, Ling Feng easily thinks that they are moving in the family.

"Wow, brother, brother, you look at it, the snow there, it has changed color." Ling Ling suddenly patted his little hand. Said to Ling Feng. "So lovely."

And Ling Feng looked into the distance, in the distance. That is, the witches flew in groups, the falling snow, did change some colors, became dark red, some gray, but not so obvious, but fortunately there are white crystal worlds around, let The sharp eye of the eye was discovered.

Immediately, Ling Feng’s look was one side, and suddenly shouted: “Come back to the mountain temple.” As he said, he suddenly jumped up and waved his internal force to sway at the speed of the naked eye. Snow falling in the sky. However, Ling Feng’s hand did not wave a few times, and he felt a little awkward. At this time, he still had Uma and did not put it down. Uma is looking at Ling Feng with curiosity. I don’t know why Ling Feng suddenly got nervous and vented indiscriminately.

Of course, what makes Ling Feng more reassuring is that Christina and Robert Butter have all started to run to the mountain temple. Even Ling Ling, who has always been a ghost elf, is also unwilling to walk toward the mountain temple.

Ling Feng didn't have so much time to sneak at Ling Ling's speed. He just stopped quickly. The originally waving arm passed through the Uma's calf bend, and the hand that originally held her waist and limbs. The hands were firmly fixed to Uma, and she was stabilized in front of her body, and then she ran quickly. Although this posture has some influence on the speed of Lingfeng, it does not hinder the application of Lingfeng's Fengshen legs.

I saw that there was a small storm in the past, and the strong wind made the snow falling down. At this time, with the movement of the wind, it began to scatter at an upward angle. Open. Below the scope of the Lingfeng activity, there is no snow falling at this time.

Ling Ling walked to the door of the mountain temple, only to look at the move of Ling Feng curiously, and shouted weakly: "Brother, what are you playing?" Who makes Ling Feng that rotates out like a small tornado The whirlpool is really beautiful, especially when it falls, and when it touches the surrounding area of ​​Lingfeng, it flies up and flies, and there is a strange beauty.

After hearing the voice of Ling Ling, Ling Feng was relieved. A flashing body went to Ling Ling’s side, pulling her little hand and saying: “Don’t run out, just stand here and see, you can Know what my brother is doing."

Not only Ling Ling, but even Christina and Robert Butter are very curious about why Ling Feng should do this.

Because everything in front of the eyes, and the original difference, just the snow to fall, was re-rolled to the surrounding places by Ling Feng, in front of the entire mountain temple, a few people originally stood in the place, a piece of snow white. In the farther places, there was a slight gray.

"Brother, don't you like those colored snowflakes?" Ling Ling pondered for a while and finally said his own thoughts. In Ling Ling's eyes, the white snowflakes were not strange at all, and they saw much more. This colored snow is so cute.

"Oh, not my brother doesn't like it, it's our Linger, and I can't like it." After Ling Feng said an inexplicable discourse, he turned to Robert Butter. "Little, you take a beast that hasn't grilled." , throw it outside. Oh, yes, throw it a little further."

Although Robertst was very surprised, he did it according to Ling Feng’s instructions.

A beast immediately flew out of the air. Although the beast has no life, but in the space ring, it can maintain its body or the state just after being killed, so the beast's body is still relatively soft, and even with a trace of temperature.

As the beasts landed, they slammed into the snow.

"Oh, it is shameful to waste food." Ling Ling was proud at this time, as if he had seized the handle of Ling Feng, said to Christina, "Beautiful sister, you are going to manage your brother, he wants Linger can't waste food, and he throws the beast again." He said, he also made a face to Ling Feng, as if he was talking to Ling Feng: shame, shame, shame!

Causing Ling Feng’s eyes on her.

Ling Ling did not care. She began to know that when her spoiled Dafa had no effect on Ling Feng, she would look for her pretty sister, Christina, to help. If they were together, they couldn’t get the wind. when. Therefore, Ling Ling seems to be giving himself reinforcements. He said to Christina: "Beautiful sister, Linger, is it good to give the beast back?"

After that, Ling Ling jumped out cheerfully.

However, Ling Feng’s eyes were fast, and he grabbed Ling Ling’s hand and said loudly: “Don’t touch it.” Then, it seems that he saw the change he expected, and said to Lingling, who was full of incomprehensibility. "Look at it, what is the difference between the beast and the beast in peace now?"

Ling Ling looked up and felt that nothing changed. It was Roberts, who seemed to understand what it was, with a faint color on his face, a look of fear, pointing at the beast and saying: "The teacher, the master, the meat of the beast, some are not quite mirrored. Is it, ......"

"The facts are in front of you, these colored snowflakes are poisonous." Ling Feng looked at a few people around him and said, "So, our body, don't touch it."

Ling Ling does not seem to understand the meaning of toxic, but knows that it must not be touched. The little feet that I just wanted to take out, until now, I had a reaction. I suddenly shrank back, and even my little hands shrank to my chest, and my mouth opened and turned into an ‘o’ type. That looks like a person who can't help but laugh.