Shadiao Little Sun's smart attack VS violent female emperor's beauty
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Fang Xuan, a golden bird bathed in fire. One day, while playing with his brothers on Mount Sun, he was shot down by a hero with an arrow.
Later generations have the legend of Hou Yi shooting the sun.
Fang Xuan: Chirp, chirp, chirp!
Can you please speak nicely, brother?
Hou Yi: What's the news? I'll give you an arrow.
Fang Xuan: 6
The golden bird bathed in fire died and fell from a high altitude, braving sparks and flying like lightning all the way.
It transformed from a form that covered the sky and sun into a round little dumpling, and fell into the dark hole.
"Chirp!"
Fang Xuan's chest was bleeding, he struggled to flap his wings and burrowed around in the bag.
Soft! Hard! There's a bump here!
Fang Xuan opened his sharp mouth and was about to peck, when a big hand broke through the darkness and grabbed the back of his neck.
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
Help! There's a Shark Bird!
Fang Xuan, who was fluttering desperately, was held up in the air by a mysterious force. A scary white bone mask came into view, and he looked directly into the bottomless green eyes of the man under the mask.
Fang Xuan was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue. He was about to pretend to be dead when he heard the masked man's voice.
"What an ugly bird, kill him."
In his dying dream, he sat up in shock. Fang Xuan fluttered his little wings and flattered the masked man.
Fang Xuan: I've posted them all, don't slap me anymore!
The next day, the news that the Insect King was raising natural enemies spread wildly among the stars.
Emperor Star Forum: Bet that a bird will not survive for three days! Already refined
A few years later, this post was discovered, and the blogger had died in the sea of love.
The sun bird, reborn from the ashes, brings light to Vittorio.
The two recalled their first meeting
Fang Xuan: He is so fierce!
Vittorio: a rogue bird trying to eat the lonely tofu
What now?
Fang Xuan looked shy: My female monarch, the female father of little Jiujiu.
Vittorio: The lonely hero, the lonely faith.
A sweet little essay about doting on each other
Intention: A young man's heart will be moved for a moment, and his heart will be moved forever
