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As soon as the golden-winged bird came out, dazzling golden light burst out, hanging high in the sky like a golden sun.

Jialou Luo is a divine bird in ancient Indian myths and legends, and it is called Garuda after Sinicization.And the Garuda in front of him is naturally not a real divine bird, it is a wooden vehicle made of hibiscus wood.

Fusang Mu is the habitat of the legendary three-legged Golden Crow, which can withstand the real fire of the sun.Therefore, Garuda, forged with hibiscus wood, has a golden streamer all over its body, which is as hot as fire.

Its whole body is made of nine hundred and ninety-nine hibiscus branches, without any nails or rivets.This is one of the outstanding works of the ancestors of the Mohists. It has already produced a spirit, and its agility is no worse than that of a real Garuda. Even because the material is hibiscus wood, its attributes are more powerful than a real bird.

With one huge golden wing, it slid from a thousand li altitude to Mo Zifei's eyes in the blink of an eye. After Mo Zifei lightly jumped on the back of the bird, the big bird raised its head and suddenly rose into the air.

The body is comparable to a cruise ship, with a hollow interior, equipped with various exquisite magic circles for driving, ability conversion and storage, etc.The golden wings, which were three times wider than the body, shook and fell to the ground.Groups of pure golden flames ignited, and the power of the real fire of the sun contained in them made everything burn.

"Roar—" The devouring silkworm roared deafeningly, bent down and lowered its head, and the barbs on its back flew out.

Jialouluo dodged left and right, and driven by Mo Zifei's mana, he opened his bird's beak and spit out circles of golden energy waves.

This is the more pure power of the real fire of the sun after being refined and purified by the magic circle in Garuda's body. After the golden energy wave hit the devouring silkworm, it branded a deep black scorched mark on its skin.The devouring silkworm screamed and twisted its fat body, trying hard to calcify the epidermis into a harder bone shell.

At the same time, it uses its natural ability to hide its body in another dimension, thereby avoiding the opponent's attack.This requires continuous use of abilities, changing different spatial dimensions at all times, and consumes a lot of its own power, which shows how deeply it is afraid of this golden energy wave.

However, fear should also be.After all, the power of the sun's real fire is the power closest to the world's source power in this world.Theoretically, by compressing, purifying, recompressing, and purifying the real fire of the sun...thousands of times, it is possible to extract the source of the world.Of course, in practice, it simply cannot be done.

After all, even if all the true fire of the sun in a Golden Crow's life is drained, it is still not enough to extract a small wisp of the world's source power.What's more, the Golden Crow is a well-known powerful and rare rare species in the Three Realms, and all the big worlds combined can't make up twenty of them.

In fact, the world source power contained in a small world is only as big as the flame of a candle on a birthday cake.

Those who can communicate with the world and attract the power of the world are all saint-level powerhouses.

"Pokong Sword - the point of the sword, all illusory, broken!"

The long sword carried the momentum of thunder, and the sword broke through layers of space, pointing directly at the place where the devouring silkworm was.The sword energy was like a knife, cutting off a pair of tentacles on the top.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" the devouring silkworm howled miserably, and the source power of the world absorbed by it began to run wild. outside world.

Outside the world, there is a dark chaos, and there is a stern wind all year round.

The physical body under the golden fairy can't bear this kind of strong wind at all. Once it enters, it will scrape the bones and flesh, and tear the soul to pieces.

However, for the devouring silkworm, this is the environment it is most familiar with. Every silkworm that has not yet entered the world lives in the endless night outside.So they desperately want to take root in the world, and desperately absorb the world's source power, even if the final outcome is to dissipate with the world.

In the dark night where you can't see your fingers, the streamer on Garuda's body can only illuminate a range of [-] meters around him.Fragments of the earth floated disorderly around, and the wind shattered a piece of rock from time to time.

The little parrot was wrapped in silver light and lying on a small piece of land. She stared blankly, almost dumbfounded.If she had the energy now, she would definitely call Mo Zifei, shouting "Fei Fei Niubi", but she didn't even have the strength to speak.

It was pitch black, and no sound could be heard, even the raging wind was invisible, only from the suddenly split stones, it could be known that the wind had come.

The devouring silkworm does not emit light, and hides in the night, where it cannot be found at all.

After the initial curiosity and excitement passed, Xiao Wu began to feel that this dark place was very creepy, and goosebumps were about to pop out.And behind her unknown, a huge creature approached quietly, gasping for breath, and the silver ball of light was suddenly swallowed by the darkness.

"Ah—" Xiao Wu yelled out in fright, the parrot's feathers stood up, and the feathers of its tail were almost not scared off.

"This way!" Mo Zi looked towards Xiao Wu with a serious expression, and slapped his palm on the wishful bead behind the bird's head of Garuda, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm was channeled into it, driving Garuda's internal magic circle.

With one beak, golden energy waves are launched towards the target.

The approaching light made the devouring silkworm show its figure, and it had already swallowed the silver-white light ball.

The devouring silkworm squirmed its body and wanted to escape, but Garuda approached quickly.

In terms of speed alone, Garuda is far faster than the Devouring Heavenly Silkworm, flying to the top of the Devouring Heavenly Silkworm in one breath.

Mo Zifei stepped on Jialouluo's back, jumped onto the bird's head in two or three steps, jumped up when it bowed its head, and stabbed down fiercely with the long sword in his hand.

When it fell, the long sword split and devoured the head of the silkworm, cutting it all the way, splitting it in half.

At the same time, two beams of light flew out from the abdomen of the devouring silkworm, one from the left and the other from the right.Mo Zifei immediately stopped the silver-white light group, and the other scarlet light group disappeared into the night.

In the silver-white light group, the white cockatoo curled up and shivered.

"Little Five." Mo Zifei called out in a soft voice.

The red feathers on the top trembled, and the little parrot opened its eyes quietly, and when it was Mo Zifei, it stopped trembling immediately. The joy and gratitude of the rest of the life after the catastrophe burst into its eyes, and it was very exciting to see. He shouted loudly but angrily: "Feifei——"

The big eyeballs of Jialouluo Woodcarving looked at Xiao Wu curiously, with a trace of aura in his eyes, he poked his head out and gently rubbed against the silver-white light ball.The parrot in front of him was about the size of its fingernail, but somehow it gave it a sense of intimacy.

Patting Jialou Luo's hibiscus wood head, Mo Zifei's mouth was stained with a three-point smile.

"We should go home too."

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The magical small world of the Middle Ages disappeared, the devouring silkworms perished, and new silkworm eggs flew to unknown distances...

Everything is as planned, and it seems that nothing has changed, but the people involved have quietly changed.

A tear fell from the corner of Ze Xi's eyes when he woke up from the dream, "I can get drunk with a cup of milk tea, I'm really convinced."

He joked to himself, he felt that he was too tired from insomnia and dreaming recently, and the environment in this milk tea shop was very peaceful and serene, so he fell asleep while drinking milk tea and listening to the sound of the piano.

It was as if he had had a sad dream, and the grief still remained in his heart, but his memory was blocked, and he couldn't recall any scenes from the dream.

However, he had a premonition that he would no longer have medieval dreams.

"The milk tea is delicious," Ze Xi relieved, and smiled heartily at Xiao Wu, "My new movie will premiere on the 7th of next month, my fans remember to support it, show your respect."

There were too many emotions in Xiaowu's eyes, and the complex look finally calmed down, "Okay."

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the signboard of "Sweetness Seven" flashed neon lights, and the shouts dragged all beings into the hustle and bustle of the world.

The author has something to say: the story of this small world is over, and the next story will be tomorrow.