GunGun called out twice so loudly that Bifang finally heard it.
Bifang turned around and flew towards the source of the sound.
In a courtyard, he saw his old friend, the little white tiger, shaking his head and waving at him.
When GunGun saw that Bifang had finally returned, he jumped up and down with joy, wooing non-stop, his big round eyes.
"Bifang, why are you here? Didn't you leave the forest a long time ago?"
Bifang stood proudly on the treetop, with red and cold eyes.
"How come you've grown so big in just half a year? But you've grown in vain and you still look as stupid as ever."
GunGun tilted his head and said, "I'm not stupid. My master said I'm the smartest and most handsome tiger in the world."
Bifang said with a hint of disappointment, "You are the king of the forest, the white tiger. How can you recognize humans as your masters? You really, ah, piss me off to death."
After Bifang finished speaking, she thought of her current situation, and a look of loss flashed across her ruby-like eyes.
What qualifications does it have to criticize the little white tiger? It is also imprisoned by humans and recognizes humans as its master.
GunGun has a simple personality but is not stupid. He immediately noticed Bifang's emotions.
He immediately asked: "Bifang, what's wrong with you? Why are you unhappy? How have you been these days?"
Bifang raised his little head and looked at the fat body, "Anyway, I know you must be living a good life."
GunGun chuckled, "Of course, my master is very good to me, I love my master!"
Bifang lowered his head and looked at the iron ring on his ankle. "I have to go. I remember your scent. If I have the chance in the future... I will come to see you again."
Bifang sounded a little sad.
It is said that there is a chance, but there is almost no chance.
How could those people let it go?
GunGun jumped up anxiously, "Don't go! What's wrong with you? What's that thing on your foot? Let me tell you, my master is very powerful, maybe she can help you..."
As they were talking, Xie Ling pushed open the door and came in.
Seeing the birds on the treetops, Xie Ling's almond-shaped eyes slightly opened.
What a beautiful bird, but it has only one leg?
Gu Wei behind him also saw the Bifang bird at a glance.
He whispered, "It looks like a crane, one foot, red markings, white beak... Bifang bird?"
Xie Ling looked at Gun Gun and asked in animal language: "What's going on?"
GunGun quickly recounted the story, his words were confusing, but Xie Ling got the general idea.
This little bird was GunGun’s good friend in childhood, but now it is in trouble.
Xie Ling relayed this to Gu Wei.
Gu Wei looked at Bifang and said, "It is said that Bifang bird grew up in the ancient Zhang'e Mountain. Before the world was divided, it was a sacred bird used by the priests of the Zhou Dynasty to deliver messages. Could it be that the mountain we passed by last time was Zhang'e Mountain?"
Xie Ling nodded, but that was not the point.
Looking at Bifang, he said in animal language: "Since you are GunGun's good friend, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me directly and I will see if I can help."
Bifang's red eyes widened, "You, a human, actually understand animal language and can talk to us?"
Bifang originally thought that Gungun was just being overconfident, but he didn't expect that its master was actually quite capable!
Maybe I can really save it!
It immediately said, "I am trapped. I can only help them. Otherwise, I will feel pain all over and lose my hair."
As it spoke, Bifang spread its wings, revealing scars of varying sizes on its body, and a lot of its beautiful feathers had fallen off.
But Bifang was very vain and hid her wounds so well that no one could see them from outside.
Xie Ling raised her hand and signaled Bifang to fly over.
And Gu Wei saw the iron ring on Bifang's feet at a glance!
His peach blossom eyes showed coldness, "Wait, Aling, the mark on this bird's foot seems to belong to the prince?"
Xie Ling frowned, raised Bifang's claws, and asked, "Did the person who trapped you put this iron ring on you? Is there a dragon pattern embroidered on your clothes?"
Bifang nodded.
Xie Ling said to Gu Wei: "It's really the prince. He is probably passing the message to Chen Daoyu through Bifang."
Gu Wei's cold glass eyes were full of contemplation.
Xie Ling continued to ask, "Can you tell us what message that person asked you to pass on?"
Bifang shook his head, "No, they put a curse on me. I can only tell certain people. But there's something on my foot, you can take a look."
Upon hearing this, Xie Ling immediately took off the iron ring on its feet, revealing a piece of paper the size of an index finger with very small words on it.
The two of them finished reading it quickly.
There were clouds in Gu Wei's eyes and his bony hands clenched into fists.
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