OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 711: The Meat Slipped Away, Baby’s Heart Is Broken
The demon bird attempted to flap its wings and fly away.
However, Zhi’er clung tightly to its talons with her little hands.
When Feng Fuce arrived, he saw the poor little thing pinned beneath the massive bird.
"Zhi’er!" The boy’s usually calm eyes filled with shock.
He rushed forward and kicked the demon bird away.
The cries from Yuan Ruxin, who was pretending to call for help with Zhi’er, suddenly stopped.
Her mouth hung open, unable to close.
Because she saw, with her own eyes, the demon bird, weighing as much as two steed, being kicked far away by this Marquis Wan.
Truly innate divine strength!
Zhi’er’s big black eyes welled up with tears.
"Brother Fuce, boohoo, it was so scary, such a big bird, I almost got taken away by it!"
The little one buried her head in Feng Fuce’s arms, crying like her baby heart was breaking.
Feng Fuce gently patted her back and glanced sideways at the demon bird, murderous intent rising.
The demon bird, freed from restraint, tried to take flight by flapping its wings.
However, Lu Wang arrived and shot it with dozens of fire oil-coated arrows.
Feng Fuce picked up Zhi’er, pressing her small head to his chest, shielding her from view.
The boy coldly ordered, "Set it on fire and burn off its feathers."
"Yes!" The Xiu Luo Envoys charged forward, working together to tackle the struggling and howling demon bird.
They were all terrified of this Six-eyed bird, except Lu Wang remained calm as always.
But Lu Wang occasionally cast sidelong glances at A Ruo lying nearby.
Wondering if this stone little fairy was injured by the demon.
Even while clinging to Feng Fuce, unable to see the burning bird’s feathers, Zhi’er could smell the charred aroma.
Boohoo, what a pity, such plump wings surely had a lot of meat!
Turning them into jerky, with spicy pepper flavoring, who knows how delicious that would be.
Thinking of the delicacy slipping away, the little one wept a few real foodie tears.
Once the feathers burned clean, the demon bird was basically immobile and unable to fly.
Feng Fuce directed everyone to tie it up with ropes, place it on a wooden cart, and transport it back to the Capital for accountability.
At this moment, A Ruo ’woke up’.
She held her forehead, seeming clueless about what had happened.
"The demon bird, is the demon bird subdued?" A Ruo asked with dazed eyes.
Lu Wang walked to her, extending his hand.
His gaze was deep, voice lowered: "You at least have some skills, still got scared unconscious, truly a disgrace to the Heavenly Dao."
A Ruo smiled embarrassedly and grabbed his hand to stand up.
"This demon bird... I’ve never seen one before, had to let the Immortal Lord laugh."
Lu Wang pursed his lips, scrutinizing her, then frowned suddenly: "You’re injured."
A Ruo looked down at herself, glanced around.
She finally noticed a deep wound on the backside of her left arm, visible to the flesh.
Her left sleeve had long been stained with blood.
She felt no pain, naturally unaware of her injury.
A Ruo reached out, trying to touch it: "Probably when I dragged the Princely Heir, got knocked over, scratched on the ground, it’s no big deal."
"Don’t touch it!" Lu Wang said in a deep voice.
He tore off a strip of cloth from his garment and tightly wrapped it around A Ruo’s arm.
A Ruo blinked: "Immortal Lord?"
Lu Wang nimbly finished binding the cloth strip.
He explained plainly: "I know you have mana, but don’t easily reveal it. So many eyes here, you can’t return with blood dripping, you’ll scare the Princess."
A Ruo suddenly understood, smiled, and said: "The Immortal Lord is considerate as always!"
At this time, the two looked back and saw Feng Fuce patiently comforting Zhi’er.
"Stop crying, hasn’t it already been captured?"
Zhi’er looked at the demon bird being taken away.
Boohoo~ Baby meat!
