The chicken feathers all over the ground and some lighter branches and leaves gradually formed a small whirlpool like a tornado where the wind blew.

However, no one will care about those unimportant things at this time.

Everyone's attention was focused on the hairless pheasant.

"Move, move!"

Like Ning Sheng, Song Qingwei, who was very close to the pheasant, suddenly exclaimed:
"Its wings seemed to be trembling just now!"

"Where is where?"

Mr. Qiu had no idea that he would see such a wonderful scene as soon as he arrived.

After hearing Song Qingwei's voice, he even forgot to say hello and ran straight towards Ning Sheng and the others, wanting to see with his own eyes whether the pheasant was really resurrected:

"Are you sure it's not the wind that makes you tremble? It's really alive..."

I don’t know whether it’s good luck or bad luck.
As soon as Mr. Qiu came over, the white pheasant came to life completely!

They watched it suddenly stand up, flap its wings and rush towards them menacingly.
Needless to say, Ning Sheng and Song Qingwei,
One of the two has a lot of practical experience, and the other is a speed evolver.
The first reaction to dodge to the side was like a flash!

But Mr. Qiu was not so lucky.

Qiu Lao, who had never fought with anyone even in the most frivolous years of his childhood, and whose evolutionary ability had nothing to do with fighting, watched helplessly as the bald chicken spread its wings and pressed its fleshy claws on it. The solid mud ground was rushing toward him with thump thump thump.

It was as if there were roots under his feet, and he couldn't even think of running away!
"Giggle cluck..."

In the pupils that were slightly dilated due to fear, the reflection of the angry pheasant became larger and larger.

Seeing it leap up, its pointed beak had already opened, and it was about to bite Mr. Qiu's nose!

But it suddenly stopped at a place less than ten centimeters away from Qiu Lao.

"I... my God!"

The breath that he had subconsciously held at that moment was finally able to flow in and out smoothly again. Qiu Lao's legs softened and he took several steps back, almost unable to stand.

"This……"

His fingers trembled slightly as he pointed at the pheasant that was frozen in mid-air with a still fierce expression. He stammered and turned to look for Ning Sheng:
"This is……"

"Space confinement."

Ning Sheng explained thoughtfully:
"Fortunately, Qiao Si took action in time."

Old Qiu: "..."

"...Can you make another prophecy?"

It seemed that Mr. Qiu didn't really know that this was a spatial restriction. He simply hadn't recovered yet and didn't know what to say.

Qiao Si reminded helplessly:

"How about canceling the resurrection? This thing is really scary when it looks like this."

"How can the prophecy be cancelled?"

Ning Sheng muttered, then felt his remaining mental power, and tentatively mobilized the power of prophecy again and said three words:
"Pheasant, die."

It was different from the noise caused during the previous resurrection.
This time she didn't even move a hair. The pheasant imprisoned in mid-air closed its eyes in full view of everyone.

"Wow!"

Song Qingwei was shocked and sighed from the bottom of his heart:
"This is too awesome!"

"This is more than awesome!"

The pheasant that frightened him no longer posed a threat, and Mr. Qiu finally came to his senses at this time.


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