Domineering Pirate King

There is a blue sea under the blue sky, there is no wind and no waves, several huge black shadows appear on the clear sea from time to time, the salty sea water rises and falls, showing a huge body, splashing in all directions, that is the giant sea king that inhabits here, like such a huge sea king, there are countless under this sea.

In this dangerous sea, a huge island sits in it, and from the sky, the entire periphery of the island is full of green and life.

In the dense forest, there is a black shadow the size of a small mountain, as if sensing some sound, the black shadow gets up, shakes the soil on his body, and looks at the sea with scarlet eyes, and then, with the vibration sound of "dong dong dong", the black shadow walks to the depths of the forest, leaving huge footprints visible to the naked eye on the hard/hard ground.

The cloudless blue sky suddenly crossed a white shadow, and the white shadow was so fast, like an arrow off the string, flying towards the island in front of him.

Across the forest, you will be greeted by a huge rock wall, hundreds of meters high, in a wrapping shape, as if enveloping something, and it is impossible to see with the eyes of the white shadow.

In this way, the white shadow became more interested in the things in the rock wall, and a sharp chirp came out of his mouth, and his speed suddenly increased several times, and his body became more unpredictable, and he narrowed his field of vision, and it turned out to be a big bird with a snow-white body.

The wings of the cold feathers shook vigorously in the air, and with a dull sound, the snow-white bird shot out.

Flying over the forest and rushing up the rock wall, the scene surrounding the rock wall was about to be seen at a glance, and the blue eyes of the snow-white bird could not help but show a hint of joy.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, with the sound of a breaking sound, a cold light appeared, followed by a sharp arrow, and the tail of the arrow was hung with snow-white fluff.

The snow wool arrow pierced through the void, enveloping the cold and ruthless killing intent, and the terrified cyan eyes of the big bird quickly enlarged.

"Chirp!"

A mournful cry sounded in the air, and before the snow-white bird could enjoy the sight of the rock wall surrounding it, the thin snow-white body fell from the sky and fell into the forest, and fell heavily on the grass, blood splattering everywhere, staining its snow-white body red.

After a while, a strange sound came from the bushes not far away, and then, a graceful figure jumped out of it, with its feet on the grass, looking at the snow-white bird pierced by sharp arrows, and the girl showed a shallow smile.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, a green snake several feet long sprang out from the girl's waist, and the green snake swam to the side of the snow-white bird, curled the snow-white bird with its tail, and then quickly returned to the girl.

Grabbing the snow-white bird with one hand, touching the chin with the other, a pair of black eyes stared at the snow-white bird, as if recognizing something, and finally, the girl's face showed joy: "Great, it's really a snowbird!" Why did my mother-in-law say that every ten years, the snowbird will fly past us, just now when I was aiming I thought I was wrong, it turned out to be a snowbird!"

The girl couldn't help but dance with her hands, without him, just because the snowbird is a very rare and rare material on her island, both edible and medicinal, of course, compared to eating, the snowbird as a medicinal can play a greater value.

Then the girl took out a cloth bag from the quiver around her waist, carefully put the snowbird into the cloth bag, tightened the rope, and the girl tied the cloth bag around her waist as well, and then jumped away happily.

"Margaret!"

The girl had barely taken two steps when she heard someone calling out to her behind her, and listening to the voice, it was also a woman, but there were two kinds of footsteps.

(It's an irresponsible act to write casually, but if you write seriously, you don't know what to write, ah, Kaven is so sad!)_

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