Everyone was at a loss, looking at the four directions but standing still and unable to move forward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lingyan looked at everyone's heavy expressions and was silent on the side. The branch in his hand didn't know how many pieces had been broken, and it was obvious that his mind was not on it.

Throwing the rest of his hand out with a snap, he walked up to Huang Bing and lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his thoughts.

"I'll take you away. It seems that he gritted his teeth to say this, and I don't know how much effort it took.

Everyone looked at him with different eyes, some questioning, some blaming. He raised his eyes to look at Huang Bing, whose eyes were clear, and there was no superfluous emotion.

"You know the way?"

From her words, Ling Yan could not hear distrust and blame, it seemed to be just an ordinary question, without a little superfluous color.

Ling Yan felt a warmth in her heart, although she didn't say anything else. But she didn't blame him, she didn't distrust him, that was enough.

"Hmm. He nodded gratefully, looked at the direction that everyone was confused about, and pondered for a while before he said, "That direction is the Qilin Clan." ”

Huang Bing was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that the place where Bai Bai was was actually the Qilin Clan.

Lingyan is also the Qilin clan, and the significance of the Qilin clan to him ...... Huang Bing suddenly understood why he was following them, and why he didn't say it until now.

For Lingyan, although the Qilin clan is home, there is no warmth. Because of his special natural strength, he is feared, alienated, and ostracized.

The Qilin Clan will not have a good memory of Ling Yan, and it is probably the place where he wants to escape and escape.

And now, because of them, he has to face that place that even hates pain, which is more or less cruel.

Although Huang Bing was anxious, he was not willing to do that kind of thing to hurt innocent people. Her eyes fell on Ling Yan with a sense of concern.

"You, are you okay?"

Ling Yan shook his head with a big smile on his face. He felt her concern, in fact, there were really people who were not afraid of him, and there were really people who cared about him.

It was as if a trickle had been injected into his dry heart, although it was little, but it also moistened his heart.

For the sake of this touch and warmth, he will break through even if it is a sea of swords and fire.

Ling Yan took a deep breath, the bright white light lit up around him, the light dissipated, and a mighty unicorn appeared in front of everyone.

Huang Bing was in a trance, as if he had seen a miniature version of Baibai. Ling Yan's real body is almost the same as Bai Bai except that it is a little smaller and his temples are white.

She had seen it grow up in advance, and it was more majestic than a lion. The whole body is covered with white hair, and there is a strand on each sideburn, blue and red.

Compared with him, Ling Yan is just a little smaller, and his coat color is more pure.

It turned out that she had never known Baibai's race, but now she finally understood that Baibai was a unicorn clan, and it was also a unicorn that lived in symbiosis with fire and water.

In the Star Tower, she saw him spit out fire and water one after another, so water and fire are probably his natural attributes. It's the same as reading people's hearts in Lingyan.

Ling Yan shook his huge head and stepped on the ground on all fours, sonorous and powerful.

The big eyes had a circle of brown lines, round and amber-like. Ling Yan looked at Huang Bing and swung towards her.

Such an action had been done in vain, so Huang Bing quickly understood what he meant. He's letting them sit on top of him.

"Come on!"

As soon as Shen Xichen moved, he sat on Ling Yan's back with Huang Bing in his arms. Xiao Qingluan turned into a bird and stood on Huang Bing's shoulder. Only one of them was left in a daze.

Shen Xichen glanced at him, and he quickly came back to his senses with a shudder. Ling Yan had already slowly risen, and he could only grab his tail in a hurry and hang it behind him.

Looking at the two people snuggled together on the back of the unicorn, the underworld sometimes even wondered if the master was doing this on purpose, thinking that he was an eyesore?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is possible, and such a thing can definitely be done with the careful eye of the master.

He wanted to cry without tears, hanging behind him, and didn't dare to let go at all. I really want to climb up and tell my master that he is standing behind and it will definitely not affect them.

But he didn't do it in the end, and if he did, he would probably be thrown away.

Ling Yan flew up with three people and rose into the air. The rocks of the wasteland gradually shrank in sight, becoming dots one by one.

I have to say that the speed of Lingyan is very fast, and it has already crossed the barren stone and gravel in less than a pillar of incense.

Ahead, the appearance of the village gradually came into view. Ling Yan slowly landed, getting closer and closer. Until it touches the ground, put Huang Bing and the others down.

There are children playing in the village, with two pigtails, stepping on the ground barefoot, poking the ground with wooden sticks in their hands.

Seeing people from the village, they all dropped their things and ran away in horror.

"The devil is coming, the devil is coming!"

Huang Bing and the others stopped in confusion, not knowing why they reacted like this, but they saw that Ling Yan, who had recovered his human body, had changed slightly.

Finding that Huang Bing was looking at him, his face stiffened, and he barely pulled out a smile, but he looked extremely embarrassed.

"There's nowhere to stay here, so I'll take you to where I live. ”

He turned his face to lead the way, his face returning to normal, as if nothing had happened. What kind of mood it is, I'm afraid only he knows.

The next five people walked all the way, and everyone they met was far away. Some children were naughty running and jumping, and were caught by adults, and while they were away from Huang Bing, they whispered something to them. The defensiveness, fear, and disgust in those eyes were so conspicuous that they pierced the heart.

Huang Bing and they could see that Ling Yan's back froze for a moment when he was walking in front, and then continued to walk as if he was fine.

It's as if he's just himself, and other people's eyes have nothing to do with him. He is not tolerated by others, and others go to his heart.

He was like a lonely walker who was excluded by all, and his sorrows and sorrows were borne by himself.

After so many years, maybe he has long been used to such a gaze. But every time I encounter it, I still can't avoid a pain in my heart.

Huang Bing didn't speak, Ming Xichen was silent, and even the lively little Qingluan was silent.

What kind of mood is Ling Yan in at the moment, helpless but unable to escape the pain.

He already knew what he would face if he returned, but he chose this path anyway.

It's just that when his unbearable and unspeakable scene is seen by the person he respects the most, that kind of embarrassment is what makes him the most uncomfortable.