No matter how fast Xiao Zibai flies, he can't catch up with the fox demon's movements.

It showed the tip of its claws and grabbed the chest of the ball viciously, and the claws used a full twelve points of strength, hoping that this time it could pull out the heart and liver of the hateful big bird, but it didn't want to scratch it with one claw as if it had scratched an iron plate, and the nails hurt with shock, but it couldn't even scratch a piece of fine feathers.

This time it was furious, and it was no longer willing to kill it with its claws, so it directly grabbed the big bird's neck with a long fox kiss, dragged it to a convenient place, and infused its claws with demonic power to tear the bird feathers that were in the way. When Xiao Zibai broke in all the way under the entanglement of butterflies, he was biting the neck of the ball like a bone iron rod with the force in the fox demon's mouth, and the feathers fell under his feet, some of which were still stained with blood.

Xiao Zibai's eyes turned red in an instant.

He rushed forward and slashed at the fox's head with a sword, allowing the small blade controlled by the butterfly to leave a bloody hole on his body, and he was also determined to let the fox demon pay for the life of the group!

I didn't want the fox to be smart, and when he saw the sword blade coming, he immediately lost the big bird in his mouth, and stretched out his claws to push the soft hanging bird's body towards Xiao Zibai's blade. Xiao Zibai was reluctant to hurt the group, and stopped the blade of the sword on the way, the fox took the opportunity to turn around and rushed out of the window with a butterfly, Xiao Zibai thought about killing it first, and saw two lines of deep tooth marks on the neck of the group, and the sword in his hand almost couldn't hold it.

He knelt beside the ball, watching the blood seep out of the two rows of tooth marks, gradually soaking the feathers scattered all over the ground, but he was at a loss, not knowing what to do. He stretched out his hand to plug the wound that kept bleeding, but where could he stop it, when the fox demon lowered his mouth, he obviously saw the artery, and a large stream of blood gushed out, staining his hand blood red in an instant.

Xiao Zibai blocked his bloody eyes for a moment, and knew that this would not work, so he shook his hand and went to his arms to take the storage bag containing the pills, and several bloody handprints were printed on the placket of his clothes, but he couldn't pinch the small bag.

"Don't think about it anymore! Dango isn't dead at the moment! He tried to convince himself over and over again in his heart to calm down, but he knew in his heart that such an injured ball was almost certain death. Xiao Zibai forced himself to calm down, he took a deep breath, spit out a long breath, and finally pinched the delicate storage bag steadily, but the blood flowing from the neck of the ball had already stained the corners of his clothes.

Xiao Zibai numbly picked out the medicine for treating external injuries in the same way, and applied it to the wound of the ball in the same way, but the powder and ointment were all washed away by the blood, and no elixir to stop bleeding and build muscles could be applied. He tore half of his sleeve, wrapped the powder and wrapped it around the wound of the dumpling, first wrapped it tightly, and then reacted for fear of strangling the dumpling, so he hurriedly peeled it off and re-wrapped it, and this time tore off half of the sleeve.

After tossing and turning, the blood flowing out of the wound gradually decreased, but Xiao Zibai panicked in his heart, he didn't know if the wound had stopped bleeding or if there was no blood in the body. Looking at the blood stains on the small half of the ground, he thought it must be the latter, but he insisted on telling sù that he was actually the former, and he didn't even dare to see if Tuanzi's chest was still undulating.

I don't know when it started, Xiao Zibai was already full of tears. He only had tears streaming down his face, and didn't make a sound at all, only shaking his lips and bowing his head to get the life-saving pills from the storage bag.

The medicines in this storage bag are very complete, and even the elixir that makes up for the soul and rejuvenates the limbs is carried, but no matter what medicine it is, it can't live and die human flesh and bones. Xiao Zibai checked for a long time, and only found a bottle of medicine that could keep the soul immortal, he thought that even if he couldn't save the life of the group, it would be good to keep the soul intact, so he took the pill and wanted to stuff it into the mouth of the group, but the pill was made more than the amount of a person's mouth, and the bird's beak was pointy, where could it be stuffed in.

The ordinary elixir in the cultivation realm can either be cut in half, or chewed up at home to feed, but this precious elixir is not to mention dissected, and it will turn into spiritual liquid when it is stuffed into the mouth, and it will directly turn into the flesh to nourish the soul. It's normal or fine, but now how do you feed the dumplings?

Xiao Zibai held the pill in his hand that couldn't be stuffed, and sat there staring at the silent dumplings, only to feel that the sky was falling apart, but he was completely at a loss.

His eyes scanned back and forth in the room at a loss, but he didn't dare to fall on Tuanzi's body, and after looking at the room so unwillingly, Xiao Zibai finally realized that there was a lifeless person in this room.

The blood on Tuanzi's body was so dazzling that it hurt in his eyes, and all he saw was the bright red blood, and he didn't have the heart to look elsewhere at all. At this moment, seeing the familiar blue-blue clothes, Xiao Zibai only felt a buzz in his head, and there was a moment of blackness in front of him.

That person is Tang Lin!

Don Pro is here!

No wonder, no wonder Tuanzi is also there, because Tang Lin is here! Tuanzi and Tang Lin are in one place!

Seeing that the group was in such a miserable state, Xiao Zibai didn't want to think about what Tang Lin would be like. He tried to get up from the ground with his sword, but his hands and feet were weak, and he fell several times before he could stand firmly. Almost using all the courage in this life, Xiao Zibai shook his hands to probe Tang Lin's snort, and touched his slightly undulating chest, and finally made sure that Tang Lin was not dead, he was relieved in one breath, and almost fell on Tang Lin's body.

After receiving encouragement from Tang Lin, Xiao Zibai finally had the courage to go to see Tuanzi, only to find that Tuanzi's chest was barely moving.

The blood in the whole place had clotted into blood clots.

Xiao Zibai's originally stopped tears began to flow uncontrollably, he rushed over and shook Tang Lin, begging him miserably: "Wake up, Tang Lin, wake up...... Dango is going to die! He's going to die......"

"Aren't you his master? Didn't you sign a contract with him? Wake up and save him! You save him! Xiao Zibai shook Tang Lin for a while and didn't dare to continue shaking, so he only held Tang Lin's shoulder with his hand: "You must have brought medicine...... There must be a medicine in the Imperial Beast Sect...... Why didn't I think of bringing medicine to the dumplings! I...... I'm a bastard, I'm useless, I can only watch...... Eyes ......"

He couldn't go on. Closing his eyes vigorously, Xiao Zibai took the unconscious Tang Lin in his arms, hugged him tightly, and said in Tang Lin's ear in a dumb voice: "Don't die, Tang Lin, I beg you not to die, I can't live without you...... All I have is you. ”

Xiao Zibai hugged Tang Lin, buried his face on Tang Lin's shoulder, tears fell one by one, but they couldn't seep into the clothing, and rolled down Tang Lin's back like round pearls, falling on the semi-congealed blood stains, and condensed into pale pink ice beads.

At this moment, he completely forgot that "Tuanzi" and "Tang Lin" were actually the same person's guess, and his heart was full of sorrow and sorrow.

Outside the house, there was a sudden coquettish voice of the fox demon.

"I was biting the throat and the big bird is probably dead now. The Terran who suddenly appeared doesn't matter, you just kill the person before you, and I'll give you a lookout outside. ”

Then comes a short "yes" from the butterfly.

…… They're back?

How dare they come back?!

Xiao Zibai slowly raised his lips, and the frost spread silently in the tree house, and the sorrow in his heart turned into monstrous anger in an instant.

The thick frost flowers formed layers on the wall, and soon the delicate little tree house was frozen into a crystal clear igloo, Xiao Zibai firmly embraced Tang Lin, and let the frost cover his eyebrows.

He stretched out his hand, and a cloud of frost and snow flew in his hand to condense into a long sword, the blade of the sword was white, and the sword intent was fierce.

Xiao Zibai clenched the hilt of his sword, and then swung his sword resolutely.

This sword was silent, but the momentum on his body soared wildly, building one foundation, two foundations, and three foundations...... Soon he broke through the fourfold foundation building and climbed wildly all the way to a higher place!

His swing of the sword freezes when the foundation is ten folded.

Xiao Zibai's sword tip trembled, and the short sword tip danced into a string of phantoms. The white sword light, which was so faint that it was almost impossible to see the shadow, was swung out of the tip of the sword by him, and it fluttered lightly towards the outside of the house, looking like a small cloud of mist. But if you look closely, where is the mist, it is clearly a very small fish-like sword light. The sword light drifted away inch by inch, growing larger inch by inch, surging into a group in the blink of an eye, and before the sword light arrived, the sharp sword qi had already pierced the wall in front of him through thousands of holes.

The butterfly and the fox were standing in front of the thousands of holes, the butterfly's expression was indistinguishable, but the cunning look in the fox's round eyes had not faded, and the fear in the depths of the eyes had not yet had time to emerge.

And the sword light has roared.

Xiao Zibai let go of his hand, and the sharp sword condensed by frost and snow instantly turned into flying snowflakes again, he lowered his eyelids, hugged Tang Lin again, and didn't look outside the house again.

Outside the house was clean, and after the sword light whistled, nothing was left.

*

Tang Lin in the forest suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. Although the sky was empty and there was nothing, he kept staring at it firmly, as if he could see Xiao Zibai's figure outside through the blue sky, but there was still only a cloudless blue sky reflected in his eyes, not to mention Xiao Zibai, not even a single bird had ever skimmed.

The emotions that belonged to Xiao Zibai were surging in his chest, grief and anger were intertwined into a boiling sea, and he vaguely heard Xiao Zibai's voice, he was calling Tang Lin to wake up, over and over again.

Tang Lin lowered his eyes and sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't give Xiao Zibai a response.

He didn't pass out on his own, so he couldn't "wake up", and if he had to use any word to describe it, he would use "go out".

The reason why he wants to "go out" is because he has already "come in". After that colorful ball of light flickered, Tang Lin was trapped in this spiritual world. The appearance of this spiritual world is not unfamiliar to Tang Lin, and it can even be said to be somewhat familiar: the reckless forest sea, the dancing golden light, and the very, very familiar giant tree in the depths of the dense forest......

Tsk, it's true that they are everywhere.

But this is the spiritual world, presumably the two demons of Biling are the masters of this spiritual world, if you want to get out quickly, it is serious to find the original owner first.

Xiao Zibai's love was still surging in Tang Lin's chest, he pursed his lips, turned into a big bird with a feather in a flash, puffed out his wings and broke through the forest, and went straight to the sky.

The forest sea under the wings is undulating, as vast as the endless blue sea. Tang Lin swayed up with the help of the wind, and after hovering over Lin Hai for a while, he flapped his wings and flew towards the extremely conspicuous ancient vine tree in the middle of Lin Hai. The bits of golden light that shimmered above the blue sea, the breeze whistling the leaves, were so beautiful and tranquil that you could hardly find the shortcomings of this forest - except that there was no life in between.

Trees have no new leaves, green grass does not sprout, there are no birds, no rabbits, no hedgehogs, no deer and horses, nothing but trees and grass, not even flowers. Every part of the world is so brilliant and unreservedly green, with a breeze and sunshine, which seems to be beautiful, but everywhere there is a kind of unreal taste.

Tang Lin swept lightly across the treetops, the branches and leaves under his wings swaying lazily in the breeze. Every leaf on it was delicate, free of insect spots and damage, and the veins were as green as emerald.

All the trees and grass here are too delicate to be real, except for the giant vine-twisted tree in the center. The rattan is half-withered, the leaves of the giant tree are withered, they are the only imperfect things in this spiritual world. Tang Lin soon flew to the center of the woods, cautiously hovering beyond the shade of the giant tree. He looked at the unresponsive vines and giant trees, hesitated for a moment, and carefully drew a circle with the tips of his wings.

The green bubble came out of the empty circle, Tang Lin flapped his wings, and a slight wind blew with it, pushing the bubble forward gradually, approaching the towering giant tree little by little.

The giant tree and the vine didn't seem to react to this, allowing the bubble to keep approaching, but Tang Lin noticed a green leaf on the vine trembling against the wind, and he clicked his beak and quietly increased the wind.

The growing wind pushed the green bubble, and after a moment it bounced on the bark of the giant tree, it cracked with a "snap", and the giant tree still did not react, but the vines on his body moved, and then suddenly drooped, and the tips of the leaves shook twice, rolling down a drop of dew.

In the sunlight, the dew was as clear as tears.

Tang Lin stared at the dew for a few seconds, the guess in his heart gradually formed, he sorted out his thoughts, and said to the giant tree and vines:

"I know a wood spirit, a very stupid and stupid wood spirit."

This was said very abruptly, and it seemed very beginningless, but Tang Lin said it word by word very clearly. The breeze rose again, carrying his voice around the vines and the giant trees.

"That wood has been flexible for many, many years, but his mind is still like a child, Huang Leshan said because his soul is broken. He tried his best to barely survive half of it, and it was fortunate that Mu Ling was not stupid, and he grew up...... It's basically impossible. ”

Tang Lin glanced at the vines and continued:

"The divine soul was shattered because he had died once-no, it can't be said that in fact, the wood spirit had already died, and it was Huang Leshan who left his divine soul, but only the divine soul was left. His body had long since decayed to ashes, and now he could only live in other trees. ”

"He has a good memory, and he remembers many, many things from the past, he remembers the scene when he died, he remembers the ridiculous prophecy, he remembers the missing soothsayer, and he remembers his dead father. Huang Leshan would bring him to worship them, but he could only stay on the Xinghe Shuttle, in the trees that couldn't transform into human forms, and he couldn't even see his father's tomb with his own eyes......" Tang Lin paused for a moment and added, "Oh, I forgot, they don't have tombs at all. ”

The vines that had fallen to the ground trembled softly, almost imperceptibly.

Tang Lin raised his eyes and glanced at the vine, knowing that his words had an effect, so he hardened his heart and continued: "That wood spirit can only live in that small forest all along, and can only wait for others to come to visit him. He couldn't walk, he couldn't play, he couldn't even taste the dew, he just spent his days alone making bubbles there, doing many of them, and then looking at those bubbles in a daze......"

He shook his head and sighed: "I really feel that it is too sad to live like this, it is almost equivalent to eternal imprisonment, but he told me that it is always better to live than to die, and if he lives for a day, he can still remember his dead father and mother one day, so that everyone will not forget them." ”

"What do you think, is that wood spirit stupid?"

The vines entwined around the ancient tree were silent for a moment, and a blue light suddenly flashed on his body.

"Who are you?" The vine asked him like this, Tang Lin gathered his wings and landed on the treetops, and replied simply: "Demon clan, Tang Lin." ”