As a killer, Long Yan has never been hard-hearted, but at this moment his heart is softer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know where the way back is, Long Yan can only rely on his own induction, and the place where the breath is weaker must be the periphery.

As for whether there is any secret in the Black Mountain Ridge, or if there is really a great treasure born, Long Yan doesn't want to participate in it, or that sentence, the cultivation is too low.

If you really think about it, you will probably be praised as cannon fodder.

The road back seemed extremely long compared to when he came, five days had passed, Long Yan had not come out much, carrying three bird eggs on his back, Long Yan did not dare to run with all his strength, so he could only walk carefully.

And five days have passed, Long Yan has also felt the change of the little guy on his back, and he has become much heavier.

Every day, Long Yan has to spend four hours to deliver spiritual power to these three bird eggs, and he also has to catch some demon beasts and take their essence blood to soak and feed, if it weren't for seeing their mother as a discharged bird, Long Yan almost suspected that this was an ancient murderer hatching! I almost exhausted myself and lay down.

Although it was only in the egg, every time he absorbed the aura, it was like sucking the dragon flame dry.

There's no way, these three little guys are picky, they are not very pure, and they can't absorb all the aura, which can make Long Yan miserable.

The spiritual power in the body can only be continuously condensed and condensed, and when absorbing the spiritual energy, it is no longer swallowed and swallowed, and it begins to be classified, and it is orderly to do a weekly cycle.

This may seem like a simple thing, but it's easier than done, like drinking sugar water, can you separate sugar from water? Apparently not.

The Ethereal Root is not like other Spiritual Roots, and the body can automatically analyze the components of the Spiritual Qi and choose whether to absorb it or not.

The ethereal root is relatively close to all aura, and when it is inhaled, it flows away, just like air, so it can merge with all aura.

If this is replaced by a single spirit root, or a double spirit root, where will there be this kind of trouble of Long Yan, as long as the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth is enough, it will be as simple as drinking water.

As the days passed, the three eggs grew larger and larger, and at the longest point they were estimated to be seventy centimeters, a full third larger than the original.

Long Yan is still in the Black Mountain Ridge and has not yet walked out, the Black Mountain Ridge is too big, he used to escape all the way with all his strength, and he didn't know how far he had escaped, and how many meters deep he had entered.

And only based on perception, Long Yan can only guarantee that he will not go into the depths by mistake, sometimes he can't see a demon beast after walking for dozens of kilometers, and his perception is not very practical here, he can only judge by relying on some traces around him, as well as signs of activity such as birds and ants.

As the three bird eggs grew larger, their own demon beast aura also began to emanate, in order to cover their aura and not attract high-level demon beasts, Long Yan's walking speed became slower.

Along the way, Long Yan never met a human monk again, otherwise he could go over and ask about the next road, but it's a pity that the monk who was killed by the big bird died too completely, and there was nothing left, otherwise maybe there was a map of the Black Mountain Ridge on his body, even if it was a storage god stone, it was quite good, and the Xuan-level intermediate level should not be very poor!

In the blink of an eye, Long Yan was in the Black Mountain Ridge for a month, and the eggs of the three birds no longer grew to one meter, and it is estimated that the day of breaking the shell will not be too far.

After a month of torture, the spiritual power in Long Yan's body has also been greatly exercised, and the realm has also broken through a little, as long as it takes a little time, he can reach the peak of the Yellow Level Nine Ranks.

The whole person's breath is also more profound, and there are no waves in the ancient well, if he hides at this time, it is estimated that the master of the Xuan-level first-grade will not be able to feel his person standing in front.

His cultivation has improved again, and he is not very happy in his heart, the Black Mountain Ridge has become more and more strange recently, and Long Yan almost suspects that he is going in the wrong direction.

For a whole month, even ordinary people's feet can walk seven or eight hundred kilometers, and it can be said that he is still here near the middle latitude, which can be said to be incredible.

Calm and weird, this is Long Yan's evaluation of Black Mountain Ridge in the past month.

The calm thing is that he has never encountered danger again, and none of the demon beasts have troubled him.

For demon beasts above the third grade, Long Yan didn't dare to believe that he could perfectly hide the breath of himself and the three eggs, maybe he was cautious enough, but all the way down hundreds of kilometers, it couldn't be so smooth! It's a little surprising to be calm!

The strange thing is that along the way, there is not a single human shadow.

Logically speaking, there were monks who came to explore or mercenaries who came to do tasks, but they didn't find any of them, and they didn't see any traces of fighting.

Even the big treasure that Brother Yang said in his mouth was born, and then the disciples of the major sects and the juniors of the major families would come over to snatch it, it was completely like walking into the deep mountains and old forests, a place where birds don't.

It was a little boring, and Long Yan was also idle to make a compass, hoping to get out of this ghost place in one direction.

But unfortunately, another five days have passed, and Long Yan still hasn't gone out much, and he still feels like he is still circling near the mid-latitude region.

The aura felt around is either the third grade of the Xuan level or the third grade or above, and there are occasionally demon beasts of the second grade, but there are very few, and it is rare to encounter one for a few days.

And the three bird eggs on the back were about to hatch, and Long Yan felt that they were mischievous inside, and occasionally played with an arc electricity in the back, and he grinned in pain.

However, this also made Long Yan a little excited, their mother was a Xuan-level mid-level demon beast, and logically speaking, the three of them must be a yellow-level mid-level when hatched.

As long as they grow up a little, maybe I can let them take them out.

The three big eggs are behind him, there are more than 400 catties, and they have been carried for more than a month, and when they hatch out, they must be trained well, and the time for absorbing spiritual energy every day has also increased from four hours to ten hours, and Long Yan has no time to cultivate, basically cultivating them.

Long Yan also thought of their names, the big one was called Daqing, the second child was called Erwa, and the third child was called Xiaogua-Gua Wazi.

I remember when I was a child, when the master called himself, it was the same, "The big dog is coming to eat!" ”

"Big dog, why don't you practice weight-bearing today."

"Big Dog ......"

This shameful name also followed Long Yan until he was ten years old, because when he was ten years old, Long Yan was sent out by his master for the first time to do a mission.

Someone hired a mercenary to assassinate a foreign envoy and a high-ranking official of Huaxia Kingdom, and it happened that the person had an old relationship with Master Yu, so he sent him to protect him.

At that time, I was embarrassed to call Tu Ming directly, and I felt that the child had grown up, and it was time to leave him some dignity, so he was officially called Long Yan.

The dragon has anger, and if he touches it, he will die, this is the meaning of Long Yan's name, and it was at that time that Long Yan officially entered the mercenary world.

The master assigned the task, and Long Yan went to complete it, just like that, until he was fifteen years old, the master told Long Yan that he was dying, he was old, and he was going to heaven, and it was the first time Long Yan shed tears, even if he was injured in previous training and almost died in the mission, he never cried.

After being sad for a long time, Long Yan finally picked up the blood slaughter and decided to let it be opened, just because the master said that when he could be invincible in the world one day, then the blood slaughter would open and become a peerless weapon, the king of soldiers, and at the same time it had to drink blood, otherwise it would be a pile of scrap iron, Long Yan didn't want the blood slaughter to be dull in his hands.

After being a mercenary for five years, he had been living to protect others before, and Long Yan also wanted to live for himself, so he resolutely went to the road of killers, and finally became the number one ace killer on the world's killer list.

This is Long Yan's sad history, and it is also the time he misses the most, thinking that the three birds on his back will be called such a rustic name in the future, the corner of Long Yan's mouth smiled.

The road is still walking, and it has not stopped.

Feeling that the three birds on his back were becoming more and more naughty, Long Yan smiled even more, and at the same time, he also had an urge to smash the eggshell, and it hurt to death.

It was okay before, after all, it was a small arc, spiritual power to protect the body, but it was slightly numb, or it was a little refreshing.

But later, the arc emitted by the three eggs became stronger and stronger, and at this time, it was a little painful, and Long Yan had to split a long branch and carry it forward.

However, ordinary nets made of rattan will not be able to hold them, and will be scorched and eventually broken.

Long Yan had no choice but to find some skeletons of demon beasts, and finally made them into baskets and picked them up.

The road ahead is also leisurely, anyway, there is no monster harassment, Long Yan is on vacation, occasionally throwing a stone to hit the birds in the sky, sometimes passing by the river, jumping into the river and frolicking with the big fish, so unhappy.

It's been the second month, and Long Yan was walking all the way with the three eggs, suddenly.

"Bumper! Bumper! ”

There was a sound from the bird's egg, Long Yan almost screamed excitedly, it's been two months, this damn thing is finally about to break the shell, and he almost drained his spiritual power along the way, not to mention, and often let himself go to the demon beast to trouble and take its essence blood.

In this place close to the middle latitude, where is it so easy to find trouble with demon beasts, any one of them is stronger than Long Yan, and he can only look for beasts and occasionally let his own blood go.

Along the way, Long Yan's whole person also lost weight, and he was tired of letting out too much blood.

This is the heir of a Xuan-level mid-grade demon beast! Not to mention that the weight is the same as that of a pig, and the absorption of spiritual power is also in short supply, I have to be hungry twice a day to have time to rest, two months down, can I not lose weight?

is also a freak like Long Yan, who can absorb all kinds of aura, otherwise it is estimated that he will be squeezed dry if he is replaced by a Xuan-level first or second grade.

The sound from the eggshell became louder and louder, and Long Yan became more and more nervous in his heart, no, it should be said that he was looking forward to it more and more, wanting to see what the baby bird he had taken care of for two months looked like, whether he was healthy or not, or whether he would be afraid of himself.

He is a dignified, handsome, and completely beautiful human man, and he doesn't know if he can accept such a standard with Daqing's eyes, and accept a person who doesn't look like it at all.

In the past two months, it can be said that they have depended on each other, even if they are not their mothers, they are almost the same! How can there be a reason not to be nervous.

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