Chapter 693: Iceland Shock (216)

Cing ate ten pieces of flame crystals in a row before he could suppress his surging hunger. The long hair on the belly of the phantom cat was dug into a small hole by the tender bird claws. The charred bird puffed up its feathers and lazily nestled in the warm cat hair, squeezing the beautiful and noble golden-red phoenix beside it. Bing closed his eyes slightly. The originally charred and rotten feathers were covered with a layer of red light flowing like mercury. It was the power of the sun contained in the purest flame crystal.

It flapped its wings lightly, and saw that at the root of one of the tattered wings, there were already dozens of new fiery red feathers. The power contained in the pure flame crystal was indeed extraordinary. Before, he ate so much lizard meat and ordinary flame crystals in the underground magma river, but only grew a fiery red feather. Now, the new feathers grown on both wings alone are dozens of times more than before.

"Ah."

After admiring the feathers on its wings, the charred bird was very proud and puffed up, looking more like a bird group. Then it carefully selected and plucked the most beautiful fiery red feather from its wings without any regret, and confidently held it in its beak and handed it to its side.

"Chirp!"

The golden-red little phoenix bird obviously liked this gift very much. Giving feathers has a special meaning between birds. The little phoenix bird happily issued a series of pleasant and intimate chirps, and skillfully curled up to avoid the fluffy cat tail that swept over - the phantom cat did not wake up, perhaps it was sensing something in its dream, the huge cat tail that could cover the sky and the sun for the two little birds swept over from time to time, but it was a pity that the charred bird and the little phoenix bird were like two cunning fleas, always making the cat tail return in vain, and still curled up on the phantom cat.

The charred bird turned its head to see the little phoenix bird carefully hiding the fiery red feather on its wings, and couldn't help but show it off by inserting it between its tail feathers behind it, just like a female parrot inserting grass stalks and leaves into its feathers from outside to bring back for nesting. It tossed a feather back and forth, and finally hid it under its wings. Then it intimately picked up the flame crystal, carefully checked and combed it, and fed it to the mouth of the charred bird.

But this time the charred bird was not in a hurry to eat. It plucked another bird feather and was busy inserting the feather into the thick fur of the illusion cat.

The illusion cat really has the power of the sun.

Bingyi carefully sensed the energy feedback from the feather and pondered in his heart. Most of his feathers were still charred and rotten, representing the power of the dying sun. The new sun power was not enough to match it, and Bingyi could not control it for the time being. But after plucking the feather and letting it separate from himself, Bingyi could control some of the sun power on it, and there was a more subtle connection between the sun and the sun.

On a whim, he gave the feather to the little phoenix bird. When the little phoenix bird inserted it into its feathers, Bingyi vaguely felt the sun power on the little phoenix bird that was different from his own. It was also hot and warm, but it did not seem to belong to the Nordic sun. Because of this new discovery, he plucked another feather and inserted it into the phantom cat, carefully sensing it.

The phantom cat walked through the flame passage of the little lizard, and Bingyi had always suspected that it might have some power of the Fire Country. Now he used his feather to sense it, and he really sensed it.

However, the sun power coming from the phantom cat seemed to be not only the sun of the Nordic countries, but there seemed to be more... It's just that this power feedback is more vague than that of the little phoenix bird, perhaps because it is in a mental state, but Bingyi will not miss any clues.

Could it be that his brother's power is related to the sun?

Thinking of this, Bingyi is even more determined to get the power of the Nordic sun. When you stand high enough, many secrets that were once unknown will naturally reveal themselves. When the little phoenix bird secretly squeezed over and fiddled with its wings to get the feather on the cat's hair for itself, the charred bird stopped it, but swallowed the flame crystal it handed over again affectionately.

The feather is useful to stay on the phantom cat. It is not an ordinary feather, but more like the crystal of Bingyi's solar power. To some extent, it is similar to the flame crystal, but it can be controlled by Bingyi. Although the phantom cat is his mental state, Bingyi does not have much control over it except for forcibly summoning it back to his side.

He secretly asked B1, and B1's mental state is also like this. It seems that this is a common feature of the tour guide's mental state, but Bingyi is not at ease. With the bird feather on the phantom cat, he can at least

sense more about the phantom cat's situation, as long as it does not pull the feather off - it's okay to pull it off, anyway, it sleeps more and wakes up less, so just plug it in while it sleeps.

After stopping the little phoenix from leaving the feather on the phantom cat, the charred bird allowed it to feed several more flame crystals. The crystals tasted very good. They were hard and warm on the outside, but melted in the mouth, like a pool of sticky syrup, sliding into the stomach with the hot and pure power of the sun. The taste was different from what Bingyi had imagined. It was like a mellow and warm wine, with pure energy that could make people intoxicated.

The charred bird's stomach was like a bottomless pit. It ate one after another, while pushing open the wings of the little phoenix and admiring the feather it had given. The male bird gave away its most beautiful feather as a courtship behavior. Bingyi was very satisfied that the little phoenix cherished this feather so much. He looked at it like his wife, and An Xuefeng fed it more and more vigorously. When the female bird was nesting, the male bird flew out to hunt and returned to the nest to feed his wife. What made An Xuefeng even more upset was that Bingyi was suspicious and refused to eat the crystals even when he was starving. It was obvious that he was worried.

But when he processed the flame crystals and fed it to it, it ate it directly. It was already trusting him. This kind of trust especially made An Xuefeng feel very close to his heart. Even though he could vaguely detect the familiar flame breath from the flame crystal, which was suspiciously like David's, he did not break the warm atmosphere.

The two birds were fed and ate with their own satisfactions. Only the phantom cat didn't look very happy. Even in its sleep, it flicked its tail from time to time, trying to drive the pair of birds away from its body. This has never happened before. Bingyi looked thoughtful when he saw this. He originally thought that he and his brother might have different perceptions of the smell of the abyss than ordinary people, but now it seemed that was not the case.

In order to verify this, he even deliberately released some abyssal breath to see the reaction of the phantom cat. He even tried to pounce on its face, but was stopped by the little phoenix bird.

"Be careful, it has no consciousness now and only instinct. You will be hurt."

An Xuefeng warned, using his wings to circle the blackened bird in his arms. He didn't mind that his golden-red feathers were stained black, and he shook the feathers at will to burn off the black powder: "In the old dream, the situation was a bit dangerous. It won't wake up"

"What happened in the old dream?"

Seeing that the feathers of the little phoenix were not stained by him and were kept clean at all times, the picky black bird was satisfied with nesting between its wings and pecked the feathers of the little phoenix with its beak and asked.

"I found no trace of Di Feiyu after I entered the old dream..."

An Xuefeng then talked about all the things he had seen in his old dreams. After he fell into the dream, he naturally appeared next to his mother. According to Di Feiyu's description last night, the two tour guides Di Feiyu and Hong Huang were already very deep in the crack where the power of the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Mist meet. They could even vaguely glimpse the Gate of the Abyss from the rising mist.

But after An Xuefeng fell into his dream this time, he found that the situation had changed drastically. Director Huang was actually running away with Director Hong. Behind them were large tracts of black-green parasitic bacteria that were spreading out of control. They were full of cracks and claws, and they were releasing Due to the highly contaminating deadly spores, even the red and yellow conductors suffered some distortions in their bodies. Mushrooms grew on their fingers and other places, their SAN values ​​dropped a lot, and they began to appear in an alienated state.

This is not the first time An Xuefeng has experienced an old dream, nor is it the first time he has seen his mother's alienated state in a dream. Several diamond-shaped golden bone plates sprouted from her smooth forehead, like a noble crown. The sharp and forked golden bones at the top grew out of her head like a crown of thorns. Huge and ferocious bone wings spread outward from her back. They were golden bones. The demon dragon is as powerful as the king of demons!

"Bone dragon? Cool~"

The charred little bird sighed, and then curiously asked about his mother's alienated state: "Is it a demon?"

"Not a devil"

However, Xiaofengniao shook his head: "It's the alienated state of the undead, a medium of the undead."

Director Hong's alienated state is that of an undead medium, and it is a terrifying medium that can affect the seven emotions. When she cries, all living things cry, and when she smiles, all living beings laugh. Even parasitic bacteria will be affected by her, which makes An Xuefeng... Breathtaking. It is said that the strength of the crying psychic medium of Grade B is comparable to that of Grade A, but the strength gap between each of the three guides of Grade A is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

Red guide spirit

Her extremely powerful body makes her body relatively fragile. This is complemented by Huang Dao's alienated state, which also allows them to survive the tracking of massive parasites, pollution by insect chrysalises, the anger of the Nordic gods, the roar of the Ymir giant ancestor, the collapse of glaciers and snow mountains, and underground volcanoes. Explosions, the cold wind of Finbul's winter, and the invisible silver spiritual light knife cutting from nowhere - despite all the dangers, he still had the energy to escape.

"The brigade was completely dispersed. In the old dream, the red and yellow guides were running away. There were no new changes for the time being, so I woke up."

Seeing that the charred little bird felt guilty and remained silent, it shrank into his arms. It looked so cute that the little phoenix couldn't help but want to step on its back. But it finally held back and warned: "I saw a phantom cat in my dream, and it followed the red guide closely. The parasite was chasing so closely. I suspect that when we were not asleep before, the red guide yellow Did the guide take anything from the original abyss intersection?"

The phantom cat can really sleep. When they were traveling outside, the phantom cat was making trouble in their old dreams. The parasitic bacteria that pursued them made An Xuefeng realize that something was wrong. But the phantom cat can be unscrupulous, and An Xuefeng still remembers the important task of resurrecting his teammates: "Your guess is right. The rune character can bring back old dreams, and when I wear it, I can sense the same aura as Di Feiyu." , it should be his grandpa"

Di Feiyu's soul was in Bing Yi Lost Paradise, so he naturally did not enter the old dream of becoming a puffin. But his grandpa was still there in the dream, which meant that the rule of resurrecting through old dreams should still work.

During the conversation, the little phoenix bird fed all the pure flame crystals from an egg shell to the charred black bird, and then fell asleep and entered the old dream. Bingyi was full. He was pondering the message left by A Feng while trying to digest the excess power of the sun. He closed his eyes and rested. It took more than ten minutes for them to finish the meal. After another twenty minutes, Houya Hunter suddenly braked. , the snowmobile swayed and almost rolled over. The charred little bird, which was not wearing a seat belt, almost rolled away with a chirping sound. It flapped its wings to stabilize its body, and it took a while before the car finally came to a stop.

Although there was a violent snowstorm outside, the Tooth Hunter was driving so fast that there was no delay. At 12:37, they arrived at their destination, a parking lot near the Jökulsárlón glacier lagoon. From the parking lot Just a five-minute walk away is the cafe where you can exchange your ferry tickets.

However, at this moment, an unexpected thing happened. The destination had been arrived, but none of the passengers who were immersed in their old dreams woke up!