The thousands of fire blades that were heading towards Chu Yue were actually frozen in the air as the girl's voice sounded like a picture freezing.

The Vermilion Bird, who was shackled by iron chains, had red eyes as big as copper bells, and was now filled with a look of confusion.

Chu Yue raised the chicken legs in her hand and asked, "Can you eat it?"

Zhuque was stunned for a long time and made an angry voice, "Are you humiliating me? I will not eat food given to you, nor will I eat the garbage of your human race!"

Chu Yue bit the chicken leg, chewed it a few times, and narrowed her eyes very much.

"Since that's the case, then forget it."

Chu Yue turned around neatly, "Not to mention, the taste of this chicken leg is OK."

Zhuque looked at Chu Yue's back suspiciously and snorted a few times.

Chu Yue slowly gnawed a chicken leg, threw the remaining bones into the magma, then took out the rag from Shennong Space to wipe his hands before sending it back to Shennong Space.

The ragbook was taking a nap, but when Chu Yue wiped it like this, the smell of oil was stunned.

"Human, don't be too greedy." Zhuque shouted.

Chu Yue took out all the chicken legs and wrapped them in a package and placed them on the open space.

"If you are hungry, just eat something, it's not a humiliating thing."

Chu Yue stared into Zhuque's eyes and said clearly.

Zhuque did not say a word, his eyes were filled with horror.

Chu Yue didn't feel any fear, and then took out a few pills from Shennong Space and put them on the chicken legs. "Although I'm not a veterinarian and cannot refine pills to treat you, this was taken from Mu Sheng Medicine Pavilion, which is probably helpful to your wounds."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Zhuque asked gritted his teeth.

"Maybe, you have been hurt by human race, fell into the abyss, and cried blood. However, you are the Vermilion Bird, one of the Four Saints. You should fly thousands of miles a day and fly in the nine heavens. You should look down on the heroes and be the king of thousands of birds. You should be dominating among the sky to make the mountains and rivers change their color."

"It is said that good and evil will be rewarded in the cycle of reincarnation in heaven, but if the person who hurts you has not received retribution and has not been brought to justice, you should judge him with your own hands."

"In the near future, I may leave Shenxuan."

"But I hope to see the charm of the Suzaku Holy Beast again and see the heroic figure of the King of Ten Thousand Birds."

"Instead of complaining about the unfairness of the heavens, everyone is evil. Why not... try it out and break out of this shackles and let the heavens take you as their master?"

In the evil space of magma and chicken legs, the holy beast and the girl, her words resounded here.

Suzaku was stunned.

Since it cut off its wings and was imprisoned here, it has been self-pitying and living in the past many years ago.

No one has ever told it that it is the king of all birds, and it should soar in the sky!

"There are many things in the college, so I will say goodbye to you."

Chu Yue clasped her fists with her hands full of admiration.

"Why tell me this? What is your purpose?" Zhuque asked vigilantly.

"It was probably just when I saw this chicken leg, I thought of you who were still hungry here."

Chu Yueying smiled: "Try it, try it if you don't give it a try, how can you know who will settle down?"

This is to Zhuque and telling himself.

Leaving the chicken legs, after saying that, Chu Yue took advantage of the Zhuque's contemplation and his spiritual sense left the Taoist stele space.

Zhuque thought about Chu Yue's words, and his ruby-like eyes looked at the chicken legs on the ground.

It took fire as its palm and took the chicken leg and suddenly took a bite.

But in a moment, a bunch of chicken legs were eaten by Zhuque.

After gnawing the last one, Zhuque was still feeling unsatisfied.

It looked at the direction where Chu Yue left, and its eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and a sad look spread.

It's been many years.

In this day when no one cares about it, it has long forgotten what it means to fill the stomach.

No one has ever asked whether it is hungry or not.

The Vermilion Bird was covered in desolate body, and his eyes were as red as blood, and two lines of vermilion tears flowed out.

With its broken wings, its body is filled with holes running through iron chains.

Cold chains, like ruthless executioners, slaughtered its hopes for the world.

"Silly stuff!"

Zhuque was full of bitterness and scolded himself: "It's just some chicken legs, but it makes you want to trust the human race again. If you don't die, who will die? You deserve it, you deserve it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Chapter completed!