Xiao Zibai's fingers were cold, but Tang Lin's palms were warm, and in the noise of the other people of the Lingshan Sword Sect setting up formations, they held each other's hands tightly, and for a moment it seemed as if all the disturbances had left them. Obviously there was a desert with yellow sand rolling in front of him, and a rough and wanton wind in his ears, but Tang Lin unconsciously softened his eyes, and only felt that the years were quiet, nothing more than that.

In the wind and sand whistling in the sky, Xiao Zibai suddenly raised his head and asked Tang Lin with a little doubt: "Did you hear any sound?" ”

…… Sound? Tang Lin came back to his senses, frowned and looked at the sky.

The clouds on the horizon were faintly covered with a layer of dark red, the whistling wind gradually became like a wail, and large drops of rain fell heavily from the blood-colored clouds. Tang Lin stretched out his hand, caught a drop of raindrop, twisted it on his fingertips, and then involuntarily wrinkled the tip of his nose: in this red raindrop, he vaguely smelled a bit of stale blood.

Obviously, Tang Lin was not the only one who could smell the blood from this rain, and the voices of whispering sounded one after another among Ling Shan's disciples, everyone was guessing the origin of this blood rain, and the crowd inevitably stirred.

Seeing this, Elder Wu, who led the team, frowned, and shouted in a deep voice angrily: "Calm down! What a panic! It's just a rain of blood! ”

"Whenever it rains in this desert, it rains like this. If you are afraid of the next rain, you will not go to any secret realm trial, and go back to the sect as soon as possible! So as not to make our Ling Shan embarrassed in front of outsiders! As he said this, he deliberately glanced at Tang Lin, an "outsider".

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, half amused and half surprised to find that this threat was very effective, and those Ling Shan disciples quickly quieted down, and most of them even tried to make a fearless appearance. From time to time, someone quietly looked at him out of the corner of his eye, obviously wanting to know the reaction of Tang Lin, an "outsider".

Xiao Zibai frowned and stood up in front of Tang Lin, glaring back at those sneaky eyes one by one, seeing that no one was looking at them anymore, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Tang Lin with some embarrassment. Tang Lin reluctantly smiled at him, but his expression was somewhat gloomy.

"A lot of people have died here, many, many people." Tang Lin said softly, he half-raised his eyes and stared at the gloomy sky, looking slightly distracted: "...... There have been more demons, demon clans, or spirit beasts that have died...... Whatever he is, there are a lot of dead people anyway, more than the Terrans. ”

He half-squatted down, stretched out his hand and scratched shallowly on the sand and gravel all over the ground, and when he opened his hand to Xiao Zibai, there were a few more dark blood marks on his white porcelain-like skin: "These, as well as the blood rain in the sky, are not blood, but resentment." ”

Condensed into substance, the grievances of the dead belonging to both races.

"It's not normal." Xiao Zibai said with certainty, he watched Tang Lin take out Zhang Juanpa's handkerchief and wipe the blood stains on his hands, and with a little regret, he took out half of the muslin cloth in his hand and stuffed it back: "Where so many human races and demon clans have died, most of them are very ancient battlefields, and the souls on the battlefield have a sharp and murderous aura, but there are very few resentments, not to mention this kind of resentment that has condensed into a rain of blood." Maybe it's not a battlefield at all, but a place of execution, a mass grave or something? ”

Tang Lin shook his head, and said angrily and funny: "You are still a cultivator, when has there ever been an execution ground or mass grave in the cultivation world?" Except for the war of demons, which involves both races, which can gather so many people in a battle in the cultivation realm. Even if the two sects fight each other, the disciples of the outer sect and the inner sect are counted, and there are no more than 100,000 people in the sky, and the dead human race here alone is already more than 100,000. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Zibai was stunned, and continued with a wry smile: "Then I understand why the human race gradually declined after the battle of the demons, this battle is afraid that more than half of the cultivators of the three thousand worlds have been emptied, and I don't know how many sects have broken off the inheritance." ”

The sect broke the inheritance? Do you know how many demon races were completely wiped out after that war? If the human race is "declining", then what is the demon race that is still breathing? Isn't death far away?

Tang Lin became angry inexplicably, he stood up, patted the dust on his body coldly, and said to Xiao Zibai lightly: "When I return to the sect in a few days, I may be able to ask my uncle about the relevant story." ”

The focus of his words is not on "Uncle Shi" or "story", but on "returning to the sect". Obviously, Xiao Zibai heard this, and he hurriedly asked Tang Lin, "Why are you suddenly going back to the sect?" I haven't heard you say it before...... "What demon race, what kind of grievance war, all of them have been thrown aside by Xiao Zibai at this moment."

Tang Lin glanced at him, his bright lips hooked slightly, and he provoked an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "I thought this was an obvious thing?" ”

He raised his arm, jumped up with the bird's body, and slowly stroked the gorgeously colored feathers. Xiao Zibai, who was on the side, saw his movements, and gradually remembered that Tang Lin was a disciple of the Imperial Beast Sect after all, and this secret realm trial itself included the people of the Imperial Beast Sect.

“…… You mean, as soon as the people from your sect arrive, you will leave here and go back to the Imperial Beast Sect? Xiao Zibai said slowly, carefully looking at Tang Lin's expression, Tang Lin raised his arm, and the bird's body flapped its wings and flew far into the sky. He half-squinted as he watched his bird fly away, and a genuine smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Nope." Tang Lin said, his smile became brighter and brighter, and even for a moment he didn't look like a demon - but such Tang Lin saw Xiao Zibai unconsciously shake his head - Tang Lin raised his chin and said to Xiao Zibai with a smile: "They have arrived." ”

Xiao Zibai turned his head suddenly, and saw a huge floating shuttle cutting through the void, coming out of the golden light, the halo on the huge shuttle body flowed, and the mark of the Royal Beast Sect was deeply engraved on the shuttle body, as if it was burning with some kind of dark red flame.

The ball lightly swept over the rolling sand mountains, circled up and down around the floating shuttle, and flew back far away, crashing into Tang Lin's body at once under Xiao Zibai's stunned gaze! Tang Lin raised his hand slightly, and a blazing white flame bloomed in his palm, and was quietly extinguished. The moment he snuffed out the flames, the fire spiritual power exploded, levitating around Tang Lin's body, wrapping him into a dazzling light cocoon.

Tang Lin winked at Xiao Zibai, and the light cocoon composed of the fire spiritual power around his body was instantly integrated into his body, and a pair of golden and red wings suddenly stretched out from behind Tang Lin.

- He grew a pair of wings!

The wings were purely composed of flames, and each tiny feather was shining with shimmering brilliance, Tang Lin waved his wings not very skillfully, and the bright flames floated down from the feathers like stars, and before they fell to the ground, they had already turned into pure spiritual power, and were re-incorporated into the wings by Tang Lin.

Xiao Zibai was dazzled and dazzled from the sidelines, hating himself for not being able to grow a pair of ice wings.

Tang Lin's eyes turned slightly, and he had already seen Xiao Zibai's expression in his eyes, so he suddenly felt that it was not useless to fill in so many "transformation methods" in order to save people and cramm, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

He flapped his wings slightly, and flew far into the sky with a "swoop".

Xiao Zibai, who was left in place without a doubt: ......

Feeling the resentment in Xiao Zibai's heart, Tang Lin happily decided not to care about what he said just now: Anyway, now that I think about it, what Xiao Zibai said is not completely wrong, and there were indeed many great powers of the human race that died in that war. After careful calculation, it seems that no side has become the real winner in the battle of the demons, the human race is gradually declining, the demon race is surviving, and even the world itself has been hit hard.

So why fight this battle in the first place? To compete for resources? Where is the luck of the two clans? But judging from the results of the war, although the demon race was defeated, the human race did not achieve what it wanted.

Tang Lin pondered and flew to the floating shuttle not far away, watching the behemoth shuttle slowly dock on the sand, he suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and planned to meet the elders who came to the team led by the Imperial Beast Sect this time, but suddenly found that Xiao Zibai was flying towards him crookedly with his sword.

…… Tsukiki triple sword? Wouldn't that be too reluctant......

Tang Lin flapped his wings in surprise and flew to Xiao Zibai's side and asked him, "What's wrong with you?" Xiao Zibai jerkily controlled the flying sword at the bottom of his feet, and reluctantly divided his mind to answer Tang Lin: "I just came to ask you...... Where did the dumplings go? ”

Yo, finally remembered me? Tang Lin raised his eyebrows and replied to him with deep meaning: "Tuanzi has become one with me. ”

Xiao Zibai's face was dazed: "...... Ha? ”

Tang Lin didn't explain much, he patted Xiao Zibai on the shoulder directly, and flew away slowly, Xiao Zibai touched the half of the shoulder that Tang Lin had patted, and was stunned in the air for a moment, and then "pounced" on the ground, and fell headfirst down in the vast sea of sand.

Tang Lin, who quietly witnessed this qiē with his spare eyes: "Poof." ”

He flew over and pulled Xiao Zibai out of the sand, and was not surprised to see Xiao Zibai's slightly flushed face. Tang Lin coughed lightly, patted the sand on Xiao Zibai's clothes, and comforted him: "What about such a thing as the flying of the sword, it is inevitable that you are not skilled enough at the beginning, it doesn't matter, just fly more." After a pause, Tang Lin said soothingly: "It's already very good that the foundation building triple can fly, really." ”

Xiao Zibai was ashamed to die, eager to burrow himself into the sand, and at the same time once again strengthened his determination to catch up with Tang Lin's footsteps as soon as possible.

Tang Lin didn't know his psychology, so he kindly gave Xiao Zibai a ride and sent him back to the vicinity of the Xinghe Suo of the Lingshan Sword Sect. I didn't know that Xiao Zibai was even more ashamed in this way, feeling that he was useless, and he practiced even harder from then on, he just subconsciously still loved Xiao Zibai as a child, and he forgot that he had grown up, and he was no longer satisfied with being under Tang Lin's wings, and even hoped that he could protect him in turn.

So at night, Tang Lin quietly controlled the bird's body to drill out of the floating shuttle of the Royal Beast Sect, and quietly touched the Xinghe shuttle of the Lingshan Sword Sect to find Xiao Zibai, what he saw was the figure of Xiao Zibai stepping on the flying sword, flying into the sky again and again, and falling down again and again.

The yellow sand in the desert was rough, Xiao Zibai fell high again and again, and he couldn't completely protect himself with his threefold cultivation of building a foundation, and his skin was scratched several times, although it healed quickly, it still inevitably fell some fine blood-red ice crystals on the sand. Tang Lin held his wings and watched in silence as Xiao Zibai kept flying up and falling, and Edgeworth's posture gradually changed from jerky to proficient, but he never stood up, just kept watching, watching.

It wasn't until a glimmer of light appeared from the sky at the beginning of the rising sun, and seeing that Xiao Zibai seemed to be about to turn back into the galaxy, Tang Lin flapped his wings and left. He withdrew consciousness into his body, turned out all the contents of his storage bag, groaned and touched one of the bottles of trauma medicine, and hesitantly put it down.

He got up and walked out of his room.

It is said to be a room, but it is actually a bamboo house, which is located in a verdant bamboo sea. There is only this room in the sparse bamboo forest, and there are some young bamboo shoots growing on the edge of the corner of the house, which can never be imagined by anyone who looks at it, this bamboo house and the whole bamboo sea are not located in the outside world, but in a small corner of the floating shuttle.

I have to admit that the Imperial Beast Sect is indeed a lot richer than the Lingshan Sword Sect. The floating shuttle itself is several times more expensive than the galaxy shuttle, and the inside of the shuttle has even been expanded into a small cave, Tang Lin lives quite comfortably here, if it weren't for the fact that there is a Xiao Zibai in the Lingshan Sword Sect, he would not have any nostalgia for the Lingshan Sword Sect's Xinghe shuttle at all.

After taking two steps, he turned into a big feather bird, flapped his wings and went straight to the sky, flying all the way through the bamboo sea, the desert and the grassland, and finally stopped in a mountain forest. After Tang Lin turned around the forest a few times, his eyes fell on a cave, he flapped his wings and flew over, stretched out his claws and knocked on the cave, and said, "Elder Huang? Elder Huang, are you there? ”

There was a milky tiger roar from the cave, Tang Lin was silent for a moment, and added: "...... I don't understand tiger language. ”

"I'm in there! Wait a minute, it'll be out soon. This time it was a clear young man's voice, with a little sleepy and hazy smell, and after a while, Erhuang, who was the prototype of a tiger, walked out of the cave yawning slowly.

- Oh, you can't call him Er Huang now, he is now Huang Leshan, the elder of the Medicine Peak of the Imperial Beast Sect.

In fact, when he first knew the true race of Erhuang, Tang Lin's heart refused. In his imagination, the demon clan based on the tiger should be the kind of big man with knotted muscles, eight feet tall and half a ton in weight, but Huang Leshan looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old soft little boy, with no power at all, his arms are full of flesh, and there will be a shallow dimple on his cheek when he laughs.

However, after thinking about Huang Leshan's prototype, Tang Lin was not so surprised by his human appearance: he was obviously a tiger, but how he looked more like a cat.

Huang Leshan came out of the cave, and saw Hua Yu's big bird's eyes in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "Why are you looking at me like this!" I'm amazing! Look at me again, be careful I bite you! ”

As he spoke, he tried his best to make a vicious appearance, grinning at Tang Lin's teeth, and he didn't guard against revealing two cute little tiger teeth, which suddenly seemed even more imposing.

Tang Lin tried to hold back his laughter and replied seriously: "Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked at you like that." Then he honestly lowered his eyes and made a gesture of deep repentance. Huang Leshan was satisfied, clapped his palms and said, "Say, what is the matter with me?" ”

"I just wanted to ask...... Is it normal for a Terran I know to heal quickly when heals when healed? ”

Huang Leshan touched his chin and muttered for a moment: "This is not normal, but it is not very special, ordinary innate spirits will have various effects, and this kind of wound healing is just one of them." He glanced at Tang Lin and deliberately mentioned: "Although the healing is fast, it doesn't mean that this person will be immortal, as long as he stabs the heart with a sword, he can still ......."

"I didn't mean that!" Tang Lin interrupted him irritably: "No matter what you think, I will never do anything to hurt him!" ”

"You won't, what about him?" Huang Leshan laughed softly, and his eyes finally revealed some indifference accumulated for thousands of years, and the indifferent look was the same as Kong Liu's at the beginning: "I'm just reminding you, if there really is a day when you need to kill a person with a special physique, then you must remember to stab your heart." ”

Tang Lin was silent for a while, and said in a dumb voice: "...... I just wanted to ask if that person would be in a lot of pain when they were constantly hurting and healing. ”

Huang Leshan couldn't help but be silent when he heard this, he glanced up at Tang Lin, did not answer Tang Lin's question, but asked him directly: "Does he know that you are a demon?" ”

Tang Lin's face turned pale, and he said gloomily: "He doesn't know, he even thought that my relationship with Tuanzi was the relationship between the master and the spirit pet." ”

"And what is his attitude towards your two bodies? What about the 'master' and what about the 'spiritual pet'? Does he treat 'spiritual pets' as 'people'? Huang Leshan asked sharply, he glanced at Tang Lin carefully, as if he wanted to see something on his bird's face.

"......" Tang Lin fell silent again, his three claws gripping the rock tightened, and his sharp toenails carved several white marks on the rock.

He wanted to refute Huang Leshan's words, but he couldn't help but think of Xiao Zibai's ignorance of Tuanzi again and again, once or twice, maybe it was a coincidence, but ...... So many times?

Does anyone really treat a bird as family? Even if it's a humane bird? And himself, even if he can become a human, he is an outlier in his bones after all.

There was a "click" sound, and Tang Lin unconsciously scratched a small piece of the rock.

Huang Leshan shook his head and said to him: "Everyone will be in pain when they are injured, no matter what their physique is, they are all the same pain, and when they heal, there will be no pain at all, at most it will be a slight itch." But what I'm worried about is that when he is injured, he doesn't hurt himself, but you hurt when he is injured. ”

He jumped onto the rock, squatted next to Tang Lin, and reached out to stroke his Ling Yu awkwardly: "I'm not against you befriending him, it's just true, the demon clan that has a heart-to-heart with people rarely ends well." It's not that there aren't the kind of humans who don't discriminate against the demon race, there are, but there are too few, too few, too few...... I'm not sure if you can encounter it, it's too difficult, many times harder than living in the human world as a demon clan. ”

"You've been walking around the cultivation realm for a while, have you seen other demon clans?" Huang Leshan asked, Tang Lin thought about it, and immediately remembered the fox demon he had seen in the bazaar that day, so he nodded hesitantly.

Huang Leshan snorted coldly: "When you see them, what do they look like?" Can you tell at a glance that they are different from the Terrans? Are the ones you've ever seen all the races with fluffy tails and fur? Fox demon? Cat demon? And maybe wolves? ”

He sneered, "You say why they look like that, it's because the Terrans like it!" ”

When Tang Lin heard this, he gradually had a sense of foreboding, and he said worriedly: "Why do you want to please the human race...... Could it be ...... Could it be ......"

"That's what you think." Huang Leshan said coldly, he cruelly broke through the obstacle that Tang Lin was covering in front of his eyes: "Those demon clans, most of them are the pets of the human race, the demon pill is banned, you can't use spells, and you can show your ears and tails so that those human races can have fun!" ”

"We tried to save them, but they were content with their lives, thinking that they didn't need to be saved at all, and that they were very satisfied with the fact that they could live comfortably when they went to bed...... They are not demon clans, not any of them, they are just beasts of wisdom that have been opened one after another after the demon war. Huang Leshan said expressionlessly: "Do you want to live like them?" ”

He glanced at Tang Lin and continued: "Even if you want to, it's impossible, the human race likes furry animals, and a bird like you can only open a screen at most, and there is no interest in bed." If you are caught, nine out of ten will become magic weapon materials, and there is no possibility of even being a demon pet. ”

"I'd rather die!" Tang Lin said horizontally, he flapped his wings, turned his head away from looking at Huang Leshan: "I will never fall to that step...... Never. ”

He paused for a moment, as if he hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Xiao Zibai won't treat me as that kind of demon pet." ”

"yes, he doesn't treat you like a pet, because he just treats you as a pet. A pet that is particularly loyal, very intelligent, and especially useful. Huang Leshan said sarcastically, he glanced at Tang Lin, and said in a low voice: "Think about it, it's not that I'm talking too much here, but if he knows your true identity, will he still treat you like a person?" ”

He deliberately accentuated the bite of the "man".

Tang Lin lost his soul for a while, Huang Leshan looked at him, and rubbed the feather on his head comfortingly: "Okay, you go back, it's okay if you want to make friends, just don't reveal your identity." ”

Then Huang Leshan slid down from the cave, yawned lazily, and turned back to the sleepy-eyed harmless appearance again, and slowly paced back into the cave. Leaving Tang Lin standing outside the cave in a daze, looking at the stars gradually revealing in the sky, he lost his mind for a long time.