The stench covered Zhang Xi's whole body.

He frowned when he smelled the stinking. He tried to clean it up and raised his feet. It was really disgusting, and his whole body was limp, not that he couldn't use his strength.

Compared to his efforts and his efforts to clean up the dirty things on his body, deal with the dirty things that are stained with feathers under his body and his feet, he would rather continue to lie down.

Leaning on your feet, the stench became less obvious than before.

The smell gradually changed from bad smell to achievable. After thinking about it, the dirty things that are contaminated with you are still coming out of your body. If you are dirty, where can it go?

Thinking of this, I feel that it is not that dirty again.

With such a mentality, Zhang Xi gradually began to accept the smell of her body. The cold foreign objects were gradually warmed by her body temperature, as if they had become part of her body, as if she was like this smell.

Well, he still can't accept the smell of his body.

It smelled so bad, but he had no strength or mood. In his consciousness, things like cleaning were not what he should have done at all.

As usual, according to its noble identity, someone should help it clean up these dirty things so that it can lie comfortably, so that it can still lie down without worries.

It threw it to the "raised slave" in front of it with a commanding look.

His eyes suddenly opened.

Zhang Xi smelled an unpleasant stench, which came from the black cranes lying on the windowsills in front.

There is no crane on them, and the bright red on their foreheads has turned into gray vermilion under their listlessness.

On their necks, the noble patterns of rainbow were greasy and greasy, with some forks, even revealing the skin of the thin torso under the fur.

There is no longer much beautiful feathers, the skin wounds still have large and ugly birthmarks.

Seeing this, Zhang Xi couldn't help feeling a deep sense of disgust.

He didn't want to touch them with his hands anymore. He grabbed the two windows with both hands and closed them hard, as if he was using a hard broom, and swept them out with heavy, forceful, disgusting.

He encountered some obstacles.

But he was able to get up to the point of being cruel enough.

Being tall can support yourself, live proudly, live wonderfully, and gain a bright and fairy-like existence. It is destroyed by the comfortable environment. This is Zhang Xi’s more angry and pity.

He can tolerate survival in harsh environments.

He can also soak in a foul-stealed pond for days and nights.

Tolerable does not mean that he likes it.

If he has the ability to change, even if he lives in a small house without light, he will use the limited conditions he can use to clean the house and make it tidy, clean and neat.

It has nothing to do with poverty, wealth and honor, and economic conditions.

It is related to your attitude towards life and whether you want to live a quality life attitude under limited conditions.

He closed the window and closed it hard.

Not only do you lose sight of your eyes and feel upset, but you also want to let them fall out.

If they cannot fall down, if they cannot spread their wings, they have been wasted for a long time, and have been so greasy that their feathers are no longer tidy and stained with foul wings, they will no longer be able to spread their wings and soar in the sky.

As a despised mass of feces, it fell on the ground, covered with a few leaves, and then moved along the feng shui and rain to water and soil and buried it in a few ounces.

"Puff"

He heard the sound of spreading his wings, the sound of falling down, and the sound of falling to the ground after spreading his wings desperately.

The painful screams almost made his hands unable to help but open the window again.

He didn't want to open the window to save them.

He was able to make up his mind, just want to open the window, open a gap, and look at them.

But he knew that if he opened the window and was regarded as a "raised slave", he would be seen by his rich blood and very smart. Once he was seen by them and saw hope, they would once again place hope on his pity, his pity, and his must do it.

They may not try to fly again.

They will no longer have the ability to fly, and their wings will degenerate.

He made up his mind, and he bit his teeth and said that the matter outside the window had nothing to do with him.

He walked to the other side a few steps, not listening to him or feeling upset.

In the room, he closed the window, unable to see the passage of time, nor could he feel the warmth of his stomach.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes again.

He turned slowly and walked towards the window. He tried to open the window and opened a gap.

Be careful, afraid of seeing something and not willing to see it, and do not want to see it, and be careful not to touch some dirty things on the windowsill.

"Ming——"

Like an eagle struck the sky, the victor's tweet came to him arrogantly.

There was no stain on the windowsill, clean. I don’t know if they had already become bright and beautiful and handled by themselves, or if they became excellent, dazzling enough, and radiant enough, those stains disappeared.

Admiring their beautiful feathers, admiring the mightyness of spreading their wings covering the sun, soaring in the sky, and being dominated by me, I am the sky, I am everything, no land, nothing, and any wind and rain can block the momentum of the soaring direction. Zhang Xi's blood boiled and she had goose bumps.

"Huhuhu" "Huhuhu"

There was a rapid sound of wind whistling in my ears.

The scenery within sight is rapidly regressing.

He soared above the sky.

The rapid flight speed did not make him feel uncomfortable at all, and the air at high places was not as thin as imagined.

He can quickly reach anywhere he wants to go, he can control all the worlds under his wings, and the air at high places eliminates all the unpleasant smells, and only the fragrance can spread forever.

The taste is not that rich, very light, and it is a faint fragrance that is enough to spread your wings and to come to this high altitude for all the hardships, bitterness, filth, and a strong response.

A faint fragrance, just a mouthful, can be worth tens of thousands of strong fragrances.
Chapter completed!