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Chapter 2 The Talking Bird

Although Sun Fu is a mentor, his strength has reached the peak of the spiritual realm.

Facing a third-level monster, the firebird, whether it can escape is a question.

Everyone gathered together nervously, and took out shields from the storage bags, and then formed a shield wall.

Judging from their reactions, this formation should have been practiced a lot.

A female student suddenly shouted:

"Brother Jun hasn't come in yet..."

Everyone also saw Gao Jun standing alone outside. Just as Sun Fu was about to speak, he saw a fiery red figure pounced on him.

"Little brother, I'm sorry, we..."

Sun Fu wanted to say something, but he stopped halfway through the words, as if he was being choked.

All the students who saw the Flamingo and Gao Jun also opened their mouths wide and looked at him with disbelief.

The flamingo flew directly to Gao Jun. Gao Jun threw down the wind rabbit and caught the flamingo's wings.

The flamingo did not struggle, and watched Gao Jun lift his collar, pull out a broken sword, and then cut off his throat and bleed...

Sun Fu:...

Students:...

Gao Junfang dried the flamingo's blood and then said happily:

"After finally, there is no need to continue eating rabbit meat. The meat of this big red bird is much more delicious than rabbit meat."

After he finished speaking, he wiped the broken sword against the flamingo feathers and then inserted it back into the belt inside the collar.

Seeing Gao Jun actually squatted down and began to pluck his hair, the group of people only felt their eyebrows and eyes twitching.

"Gao...Little brother, this is a third-level monster!"

Sun Fu felt that whoever dared to say that Gao Jun was an ordinary person now would be the first to jump out and give him some big-eared sacks.

Can ordinary people deal with flamingos so easily?

Gao Jun said while plucking his hair:

"No matter how many levels of monster it is, it tastes good. The one I ate last time was not that big... But the bird's hair is really easy to pull, and it doesn't need boiling water to burn..."

Can it be difficult to pull it out?

This is a flamingo!

wrong!

Everyone's thoughts seemed to be led by Gao Jun...

Sun Fu asked carefully:

"Brother Gao, don't you know that the third-level monster can already speak out?"

"A talking bird?"

Gao Jun was stunned.

When Sun Fu saw Gao Jun's reaction, he finally felt a little relieved: This is the normal reaction!

But before he could speak, he saw Gao Jun continue to pluck his hair and said:

"Don't lie to me. No matter the last time or the one today, I didn't hear anything they said when I killed them!"

Cross tendons appeared on everyone's foreheads. Do you know whether Gao Jun is real or fake?

Could it be a hidden master who has lost his memory?

If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes today, no one would have believed that the third-level monster flamingo could be killed so easily and plucked his hair...

As expected, this third-level monster will turn into a delicacy at night.

"Ahem, Brother Gao, then do you still want to watch us catch the wind rabbit?"

Sun Fu was a little unnatural. Faced with an existence that could easily deal with third-level monsters, he took his students to catch the Wind Rabbit and was simply a child playing house.

Gao Jun pulled out the last few hairs, then stood up with the flamingo's feet and said:

"Then let's go, I'll learn from you."
Chapter completed!
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