Pirate's Silver Fox General

The whole body was like being cut continuously with a knife, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Am I dead?"

He tried to open his eyes, but Foxy found that he couldn't open his eyes, and his limbs were tied up. A slight movement caused pain in his heart.

He is not dead, but alive.

Being able to breathe, feel the pain, feel the body, Foxy's stop twisting is all the palpitations of the rest of his life.

Seeing and hearing the color spread, Foxy noticed that there were a lot of living creatures around him, but seeing and hearing the color initially awakened, so the surrounding appearance could not be reflected, only the breath could be detected.

And the scope is very small.

But these breaths are not human breaths, but animal-like...

Chapter 67, Foxy Donald Duck

Just as Fawkes looked around with his sights and sounds, he felt a breath approaching quickly, but he came to him in a while.

Holding his breath and holding his breath, Fawkes could see everything under his bandage, even the struggle was so pale and weak.

"Hey..."

Seeing Falksey moving, the duck happily turned around twice, then patted Falksey with its wings. Finally, as if remembering something, he tore the bandage on Falksey's head with his flat mouth.

As the bandage was untied, Falksey's eyes were filled with big round eyes and flat orange mouth.

Foxy was taken aback for a moment. This looked like a duck, but the development of this duck was a bit counterintuitive.

Seeing that Foxy was stunned, the duck held a small wooden barrel hung around its neck with its wings, with a straw on it and handed it to Foxy. It thought Foxy was thirsty.

After being in a coma for nearly four days, Foxy is now not only hungry and thirsty, but his stomach is also empty.

"Hey..."

The duck gave a cry and motioned for Foxy to bite the straw to drink.

Foxy, Foxy bit the straw and started sucking, even if his chest was torn, making him pale.

Seeing Foxey finished drinking the water, the duck ran to one side of the rock crack, his head stuck in the crack, and the fat butt swaying outside was funny.

Not long after, this guy came out with a piece of toast in his mouth and walked to Foxy to beckon him to eat it.

With astonishment in his eyes, Foxy looked at some moldy bread in front of him, then looked at the duck looking at him with innocent eyes, then opened his mouth wide to resist the pain and bite.

As the moldy bread fell off his belly, Foxy felt his strength recovered.

The duck sat down on the ground and looked at Foxy with some curiosity, tilting his head to observe from time to time.

Looking at each other, Foxy couldn't help but speak.

"You saved me?"

"Hey..."

Can understand Foxy, the duck nodded with a grunt.

"Thank you."

"Hey..."

In Foxy's grateful gaze, this guy stretched out his wings like a little adult and patted Foxy on the head.

As if comforting.

Although this scene was funny, Foxy looked at the duck very seriously.

It seems that there are many such ducks in Alabastan, and they run very fast. At the beginning, in the chapter of Alabastan, the princess Weiwei's mount was this kind of duck.

Foxy did not expect that he would also be saved by the duck.

"Can you help me untie the bandage?"

"Hey..."

The duck tilted his head to think, and then tore the bandage with his mouth. The flat mouth was as sharp as a sword.

Then the duck ran to the crack in the rock and pulled out the Red Cross box. After opening it, there were some remaining bottles and jars inside, and then pointed at Foxy with its wings.

"You said you saved me with these?"

"Quahoo, quack..."

Nodding quickly, the duck waved its wings.

Looking at these bottles and cans, Foxy looked at his swaying left hand. Fortunately, there was no major problem with his right hand, so he bit his teeth and rubbed his bones a few times to straighten his bones.

Falksey twisted his face because of the pain, gasping for breath.

"Can you hold down my right foot?"

Looking at the same fractured right foot, Foxy looked weakly at the duck.

"Hey..."

Thinking about it, the duck sat down opposite Foxy, holding out two sharp claws to firmly grasp Foxy's right foot.

Taking a deep breath, Foxy gritted his teeth abruptly, and the bones in his right foot returned to normal with the click.

Then came the collapsed chest. Fortunately, it didn't penetrate the heart and lungs. It was just a few broken ribs. I don't know if it was due to physique. It has slowly healed in these few days.

"Thank you."

Leaning on the rock, Foxy looked at the duck with a pale smile.

"Hey..."

Two strings of snot emerged from the tip of the nose, and the duck gave a sudden quack.

As the sun began to set, it didn't take long for the sun to gradually set toward the horizon, and Foxy's face gradually became ruddy compared to the daytime.

And the duck is not very energetic for some reason, sitting alone on the ground looking at one direction and pulling his head, a little lost.

"Hey! What are you looking at?"

"Hey..." Turning his head, the duck's round eyes were full of loss, and there was still mist.

"Are you OK!"

"Hey..."

The duck stood up and glanced at Foxy and ran into the crevice of the rock, holding a piece of salted fish in his mouth and placing it in front of Foxy, then sat down again and looked lost in one direction.

In a shock, Foxy picked up the salted fish and looked at the duck, frowning in thought.

This is a duck with only a story.

"Do you want some more?"

"Hey..."

The duck cried back and motioned for Foxy to eat by himself.

Biting the salted fish, Falksey looked at the duck's back, and thought that this duck would not be broken in love, right?

Why did you suddenly become so sad?

Speaking of which, this world is also a wonderful thing, and all kinds of animals have surprisingly high IQs.

It was getting darker and darker, and the duck was lost for about an hour, then jumped up alive again, groaned at Foxy, then disappeared.

Leaning against the rock wall, Foxy Energizer moved his hands and feet, but every time he moved his muscles, he was painful. This time he suffered too much injury.

About ten minutes later, the duck appeared in front of Foxy like a gust of wind, and the wooden barrel hanging around its neck was filled.

"Hey..."

Passing the barrel to Foxy, the duck lay next to him and looked at Foxy with wide eyes.

"Thanks."

Drinking the water, Foxy was grateful to the duck from the bottom of his heart, if not for it might have died.

"Quack."

"Do you have a name?"

"Quah..." The duck shook his head.

"You saved me, and you will be my friend from now on. As long as I have one bite, you will have one bite. My name is Foxy; since you don't have a name, I will get one for you!"

"Quahoo, quack..."

The duck raised his head, flapping his wings very excited.

"In my world, there is a very famous duck. It is one of Disney's most famous characters. Although he has a irritable temper, loses his temper, and has bad luck, he is also a poisonous tongue and often complains about the little things and unsatisfactory things in life.

But it is very kind and hardworking. It is a warm-hearted duck like you, so many people like it. He is Donald Duck.

You will be called Donald Duck from now on!Foxy Donald Duck."

Listening to Foxy's words, the duck's eyes flashed.

He felt that the duck mentioned by Foxy might be his ancestor.

"Quack..."

Donald Duck looked very happy and obviously liked the name.

"Quack."

"You let me tell the story of Donald Duck?"

"Quack." Donald Duck kept nodding his head, and his big black eyes revealed expectations.

"Okay! I'll tell you something."

The reason why Fawkesi added his name is completely evil, which also means that he will be the creature that Fawkesi will guard in the future.

Slowly, the entire starry sky flows like a Milky Way, and from time to time there is a meteor passing by, and in a vast desert a duck is listening carefully to a human story...

Chapter 68, Devil Fruit

Alabastan, the endless desert, the scorching sun above the head releases temperature at close range, and the atmosphere is rippling at a glance.

"Da da da……"

At this moment, a yellow lightning flashed across the horizon and blinked.

"Hey..."

The camera zoomed in and saw a human sitting on a duck's back. Various hillsides and obstacles could not slow the duck down, but it seemed like the ground was getting faster and faster.

After half a month of self-cultivation, Falksey's injury has recovered more than half.

And during this time of getting along, Foxy feels that Donald Duck is really no ordinary duck.

The first is that this guy is not yet an adult, and his IQ is maintained at the age of a human being at the age of eight or nine. Not only can he understand people, he can also make all kinds of actions that violate the common sense of ducks.

Let alone the mutated sharp claws, you can leave three scratches on the rock at will. The most important thing is the pair of wings, which can be as flexible as a human hand.

In addition, this guy runs at a speed like a rocket, and disappears after two slams. He can run at sea, not to mention the mountain obstacles. These environments are like flat ground under Donald Duck's claws.

Later, after Foxy's questioning, Donald Duck told him that he had eaten an unpalatable fruit when he was a child. Then it became like this and was kicked out of the family.

Foxy guessed that it was probably a devil fruit, but Donald Duck couldn't tell what the specific devil fruit was. He just groaned and gestured. In short, Foxy didn't understand it.

"Hey..."

Flying sand was splashing, Donald Duck stopped in front of a special sandy ground, and Foxyy soared to the ground, looking at the dull desert in front of him, turning his head and looking at Donald Duck. Just come and pick me up."

"Hey..."

Donald Duck nodded, and then disappeared into the distance in a slip of smoke, leaving only the fat butt swaying.

Taking a deep breath, Foxy opened up his sights, closed his right eye and began to step into the desert.

There was no problem at the beginning. The desert was still a desert, and everything was flat except for the hot wind from time to time.

But just as Foxy had just walked thirty to forty meters, the otherwise plain desert suddenly rioted, and a big mouth with fangs protruded from the sand, trying to treat Foxy as a delicacy.