When the little snow-white fox arrived at the place where the little swarthy boy lived, the three old men were gone.

The little fox looked at the empty room for a long time, and then hurried back.

It heard the thunder, but it had no choice, in order to save the little boy, it could only immediately run to find someone to help.

Use the fastest, faster, and faster!

But now, there is no one here.

So who will save him?

The little fox is very sure of the thoughts in his heart, and the thunder is related to the swarthy little boy!

As a native demon beast, it also understands what that thunder represents!

Yes, the snow-white little fox is a demon beast! Although it can't speak human words, can't transform into human form, and doesn't have great strength, it is indeed a demon beast!

From its bloodline! The bloodline of a spirit beast!

She also wants to be like her mother, slowly growing into a spirit animal.

But after her mother died, she couldn't continue to cultivate with peace of mind.

The beasts, brute beasts, and demon beasts that I knew before and didn't know all wanted to eat it and improve their strength through the bloodline in its body.

From disbelief to numbness, from struggle to escape, in just two years, the little fox seems to have seen through the world.

It's not that strong, it's tired, tired and doesn't want to struggle, and it doesn't want to run away.

And so, it fell.

But when it fell and despaired, the little swarthy boy saved it.

It didn't understand why a little Terran boy who hunted wild beasts and brute beasts every day wanted to save himself.

At that time, the little swarthy boy gave himself a piece of meat, a piece of brute meat!

After hesitating for a long time, the little fox still swallowed the brute beast's meat. Disgusting, yet delicious!

At that time, it was destined not to become a spirit beast. Because there are too many beasts that want to kill it, it can only keep devouring beasts weaker than itself to recover its strength and improve its strength.

As a spirit beast with noble bloodlines, it does not allow itself to be protected by the little boy of the human race all the time. Even, in order to repay the favor, it should in turn protect the little boy of this Terran.

But to do this, you need strong strength! And the demonization of spirit beasts is undoubtedly the fastest method it can master.

So, it had a chance to turn back, and buried its last chance in person.

The orcs, the humans, it doesn't care! It only cares about the little boy! It wants to be stronger, it wants to protect him, it wants him not to sneak through the tears anymore, and then it is strong and pretends to be heartless.

It didn't know why the little boy did this, but it knew that the little boy was unhappy!

I understood this feeling from the moment my mother died.

Whether it's to repay its kindness or its dignity as a spirit animal, or to survive, it's really trying to get stronger!

But before we saw any results.

Thunder, fell.

That's the thunder in the Sealed Enchantment!

It didn't know why Ray would split the barrier, but it knew that the swarthy little boy's already somewhat strong body couldn't bear it at all!

It ran desperately, thinking that these three Terrans, who made his mother particularly jealous in her lifetime, must have a way to save him.

But the man is gone.

Now, only I can help him! But how can I help myself?

While running, the snow-white little fox thought about it for a long time, and finally thought that what he could help the swarthy little boy was his own beast pill full of powerful bloodline power.

The wound on the leg was torn with each step, and with each tear of the wound, the white hair around it was infected with more bright red blood. The snow-white little fox runs frantically as if it doesn't feel pain!

It was exhausted and in pain until it was exhausted, and its body struggled as if it was carrying the whole island on its back, but it didn't stop.

Finally, when it ran back to the stream, it saw that the three old men of the human race were already there.

The three of them gathered around a pitch-black object the size of a little boy, and kept throwing out some pills, and then playing some exercises.

The heart that was carried was put down.

From their helpless expressions, the little fox's heart was lifted again.

When the little fox, which had turned bright red in snow, trembled and walked next to the pitch-black thing the size of a little boy, it could no longer hold it.

Before closing his eyes, he only had time to lie down as he usually curled up beside the swarthy little boy, and spit out his beast pill.

Beast pills, that's something more precious than their hearts!

That represents the bloodline, talent, and supernatural powers of a spirit beast or demon beast, and represents the future of a spirit beast or demon beast, as well as life.

I don't know if I can save you, but I can only pay back so much that I owe you.

Three old men, two old men, and one old woman.

This is what the swarthy little boy later called the three old men.

An old man was bald and beardless, his eyes were bright, he was full of energy, and his muscles were bulging.

Another old man has a thin figure, long hair and beard, and the whole person seems to be able to blend into this world when he stops.

The last old woman. Snow-white hair, wrinkled face, rickety back, short stature, almost all beautiful things, it is difficult to tell from her appearance.

At the same time as the thunder fell, the three of them arrived, but the three of them did not stop them.

Because the first thunder is stopped, ten or a hundred will be able to descend later!

This is not a penalty thunder, still less a rain thunder! This is a robbery mine! If the goal is not reached, it will not stop.

They have lived from a thunderous era to the present. Some of them even personally learned the power of thunder.

The most vicious calamity of the Heavenly Tribulation!

"I had to go to him. ”

After trying countless methods, the thin old man shook his head and said helplessly, unable to hide his sadness in his eyes.

"Looking for him, can he help?" said the sturdy old man hatefully.

"Let's go, can you help, you have to try!" The rickety old woman waved her hand, and the little black boy floated up and followed behind him automatically.

"My wife still has a little lifespan, and I can exchange it for my life. ”

"Wait a minute!" the thin old man stopped, "You don't know what you're doing here?"

"Heh, old woman, I'm so old, I've done enough for this world!"

"For the sake of this world, the old woman has never had a family in her life, and she has not stayed behind, this child, since the moment I decided to stay, I wanted to raise him as my own child. The old woman looked at the charred corpse, wiped her tears, and said, "What's more, if we don't save him today, one day, the one who was carried out will know and be angry with you and me." Do you think we can stop that one with the strength we have now?"

The sturdy old man shook his head: "I'll come, the three of us are my youngest." And your spiritual cultivation and spiritual cultivation are not as strong as ours, and we are physically strong!"

"Let's talk about it in the past, no matter how late it is, even he can't save it. After the old woman finished speaking, she disappeared with the charred little boy's body.

Disappeared along with the corpse of the little red fox.