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Chapter 27 Drinking fake wine?

The dark fist hit a white eagle. Although it reflected it and avoided the deadly place, it was also knocked out, and Wuyue also avoided the attacks of the three white eagles.

Wuyue watched himself finally turn over, and an indescribable excitement emerged. No one knew how much suffering he had suffered this month. Almost all of his body was pecked by this white eagle. Can you imagine the pain of being a man, being pecked by an eagle, can you imagine the moment when an eagle was pecked blindly by an eagle, can you imagine the situation where an eagle was opened from his temple? Wuyue knew all these, and more than once, this was the thing he didn't want to mention the least. The shame made him want to dig a hole and bury himself. Although Yaqi had restored him to its original state, the memory would never disappear.

Just as Wu Yue was stunned, the other two white eagles attacked him again. He immediately reacted and directly dodged to the side, avoiding the white eagle's attack.

However, the white eagle that was knocked away by Wuyue at this time also reacted and tweeted to him.

Wuyue naturally discovered it, her mouth curled up slightly, and she screamed, "I decided to kill you first."

The armed color once again covered his fist and bombarded the white eagle that was rushing towards him.

The fist covering the armed color directly faced the eagle's beak, and the battle between one person and one eagle produced sparks like a collision of sharp weapons.

Not long after, the other two also flew over again. Wuyue gave up the confrontation and flashed to the side.

The white eagle, who was fighting with Wuyue, chased after him again. Wuyue was not willing to fall behind and blew his fists to fight.

"Sizizi", sparks emerged from the battle between the two sides, and the other two white eagles also chased after them.

Wu Yue's eyes flashed to the two white eagles behind him and flashed to the side calmly. Because of inertia, the white eagle that fought with Wu Yue suddenly flew forward. At this moment, a shiny light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed directly to the white eagle's back.

The white eagle seemed to be panicked, constantly flying in the air and spinning, but Wuyue grabbed its hair tightly and refused to let go. Moreover, because the white eagle's speed was almost the same, the other two white eagles could not do anything to him.

"Little girl, you just want to get me down. I don't know how many I have ridden." Wu Yue's eyes were full of disdain. He had already had experience riding this, so it was not so easy to get him down.

On the back of the white eagle, Wuyue did not immediately get rid of it, but lay on his back to rest. After all, there are two more ends next, not to mention that such a good resting place is not so easy to find.

For a long time, the white eagle was still flying and spinning its body, like a machine, but there was no way to deal with Wuyue. He looked at the sky and the sun was about to set, and then he started to act.

Wu Yue grabbed the eagle hair made of white light with one hand, raised his right hand high, and the armed color covered his fist again, and looked at the eagle head. No matter what creature it was, it was its weakness, and the eagle was naturally not included.

He did not take action immediately, but was looking for an opportunity. He was looking for an opportunity to kill this white eagle and pounce on the other white eagle. The method just now was no longer useful. The white eagle is not the rookie he adapted to at that time, so Wuyue's current tricks are all one-time, and it would be useless after using them. If Wuyue had not supported the routine culture behind him that had been passed down for 5,000 years, he would probably be a little unlucky.

Wuyue didn't wait for a long time, and an excellent opportunity was right in front of him. Although he was on the White Eagle, neither of the other two White Eagles let him go. If it weren't for the similar strength of the White Eagle, he would have been seriously injured and unconscious again.

When he found the opportunity, he stopped delaying and punched the eagle head under him. Then he stopped caring about it and rushed directly, successfully grabbed the neck of another white eagle.

After he stabilized, Wuyue dared to turn his head and look at the white eagle just now. Sure enough, his strength was very strong. The white eagle with Wuyue's punch in his head no longer had the shape it should have. It was slowly turning into white light and dissipating.

After confirming his gains, Wuyue gave up watching. However, as soon as he turned his head back, a white wall appeared in front of him.

"Wori", Wuyue was so scared that she quickly let go of the hair on her hands and jumped down.

"Boom", the white eagle's back hit the white curtain heavily, and then it fell down as if it was knocked out.

Wuyue, who was foresighted, was staring at the Baiying who was trying to die, "My God, what's the matter with this thing? Have you drunk fake wine?"

But soon he realized from his daze that the prey that came to his door would be wasted by fools.

The armed fist was punched at the somewhat confused white eagle on the ground, but it did not turn into white light.

"Sure enough, it's still true that it comes from the head." This was Wuyue's conclusion. Thinking of hitting it on the head with another punch, the white eagle finally dissipated this time.

Wuyue, who was about to get up, suddenly changed her face. She was about to hide, but it was too late. She was pecked at the shoulder by the last white eagle and flew out.

"Bang", while Wuyue smashed heavily into the ground, a helplessness flashed in his heart and thought to himself, "I'm still too young."

Wuyue immediately got up and was about to rush over to fight it. A better way appeared in his mind.

Thinking of it, he immediately began to practice and started running on the edge of the white curtain. The white eagle naturally attacked him many times, but he avoided them all, and then continued to run. The white eagle slowly flew behind him, and Wuyue's mouth slowly curled up, slowing down little by little, pretending to be exhausted. Sure enough, Wuyue's speed slowed down, which aroused its fierceness and flew faster.

"Swish", the sound of the flying wind of the white eagle came into Wuyue's ears. Wuyue knew it was time, so she rolled to the side and left the edge of the white curtain.

Seeing Wuyue flash away, the white eagle, who was originally devoted to Wuyue, suddenly realized, but it was useless.

With a "bang", the white eagle hit the white curtain.

Seeing that his plan was successful, Wu Yue was happy and the difficult training for a month was finally broken by him.

Standing next to the already unconscious Bai Ying, Wuyue shook her head, "Remember to not mess with the people of the Celestial Empire in the future, otherwise you will be able to kill you if you don't need to do anything." After that, he punched him.

To be honest, Wuyue was able to think of this solution thanks to the guy who drank fake wine, otherwise it would have been a waste of trouble to solve them.

Yaqi appeared next to Wuyue on time, looking at the slowly disappearing Baiying, with a speechless look on his face. Although this was the weakest one of his own transformations, it was too naughty. He was actually killed by death, especially when he was a three-year-old child who was still playing with it to death. Naturally, Yaqi could not know that the body of the seemingly three-year-old child was still living in the twenties.
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