In the Imperial Beast Sect, Tang Lin, who was ordered by Kong Liu to "build the foundation first and then go out", raised his head and glanced at the sky, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The child doesn't seem to be in a good mood right now.

He hesitated left and right in the quiet room for a while, trying hard to persuade himself with "Anyway, there won't be any special plot happening in the Lingshan Sword Sect now", but no amount of reason could match Xiao Zibai's surging emotions in his heart. Tang Lin irritably walked around the ashram a few times, but finally chose to sink his consciousness into the bird's body and quietly got out of the retreat chamber.

While drilling, he also thought to himself, "Anyway, Master promised me to let me out, I just used the vacation in advance", and then he went out in a sneaky way.

Fearing that he would be discovered by the people of the Imperial Beast Sect, Tang Lin tiptoed to hide himself in the ubiquitous fog in the sect, and he didn't even dare to wave his wings, completely relying on the wind to glide all the way out. He thought that he had walked in secrecy and had not alarmed anyone from beginning to end, but he didn't know that as soon as his front foot left the misty range of the Royal Beast Sect, Kong Liu, who was on his back foot, raised his head and glanced quietly in the direction where he had disappeared.

“…… You just let him go? Xuan Ning, the black-clothed young man sitting next to Kong Liu, asked suspiciously: "After all, he is still a cub, if he encounters any danger outside-"

"—That's just a loss of wood! Body. Kong Liu said lightly, and at the same time lightly dropped a white piece on the chessboard, picked up a black one, and slowly tapped the chessboard in his hand.

Xuan Ning pursed his lips, and after thinking for a while, he still lay on the chessboard, raised his head and said to Kong Liu: "Even if □□ is still a life, you really let him slip away alone?" ”

The outside world is so dangerous to demons, don't you send someone to protect you from behind?

Kong Liu didn't speak, only took out a jade plate and shook it in front of Xuan Ning, Xuan Ning's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw a looming bird shadow in the jade card. The bird's body is like a phoenix, with a crown on its head, wings and three legs, and it is the appearance of Tang Lin's bird body. Xuan Ning immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped asking anything more.

He turned sideways and half-lay on Kong Liu's body, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Kong Liu's chess-playing hand, his eyes revolved around his slender fingers, Kong Liu hooked his lips, turned his hand to put away the jade card, intentionally or unintentionally wiped his fingers over Xuan Ning's cheeks, and gently dropped a piece on the chessboard again.

In the incense burner placed on the side of the chessboard, there is a thin smoke swimming around, turning low.

Kong Liu's game of chess went down leisurely for a day and a half, and Tang Lin flew in the air with all his might. Although he can sense Xiao Zibai's location anytime and anywhere, and he doesn't have to worry about getting lost, he doesn't dare to stay outside for a long time as a demon beast.

The people of the Lingshan Sword Sect knew that "Tuanzi" was the spiritual pet of the disciples of the main sect of the Confucius Sect of the Imperial Beast Sect, but they wouldn't do anything to him, but they couldn't help others not know? Although he has the contract rune of the Royal Beast Sect on his body, anyone with brains knows that he can't provoke it, but what if there is a brainless one? He is just a little bird without a foundation now, and if he really encounters those powers, he will only be pinched to death.

As soon as he thought of the tricks and deaths of those demon clans that Kong Liupu gave him, Tang Lin couldn't help but shudder, and waved his wings even harder.

In the Lingshan Sword Sect, Xiao Zibai next to the cold pool raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: Why did he always feel that Tuanzi was getting closer and closer to him now? It should be an illusion, after all, Tuanzi should be cultivating in the Imperial Beast Sect with that "Tang Lin" at this time.

He shook his head, and continued to wrack his brain for the hazy memory.

Xiao Zibai couldn't remember when that memory happened: he vaguely felt that the memory didn't really belong to him, but when he hid behind a rock and accidentally heard a conspiracy against him, that memory that didn't belong to him naturally surfaced from the depths of his mind.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall it, that memory was always as vague as a layer of fog, and Xiao Zibai clearly felt that he "should" know a qiē, but he couldn't think of a reason for it despite his best efforts.

- It was as if someone, or something, was deliberately hindering him.

Xiao Zibai lowered his eyes coldly.

The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, what does it matter if you can't remember the specific memory? As long as he keeps getting stronger and stronger enough, one day, no amount of intrigue will hurt him.

At that time, there would be no one to stop him from recovering the group.

Clenching the iron sword in his hand, Xiao Zibai took a long breath and plunged into the water again.

Tang Lin, who flew in the distance, only had time to glance at Xiao Zibai from a distance, and before he had time to be surprised, the next moment, he watched the child sink into the depths of the broken splash in the pool.

At that moment, Tang Lin's mind was almost blank, and he didn't have time to think too much, but his body's reaction was much faster than his stiff brain, Xiao Zibai's clothes had just been swallowed up by the splash, Tang Lin was gone! He was able to follow and plunged into the pool.

He completely forgot that he didn't know how to swim.

As soon as Tang Lin's sharp beak touched the surface of the water, a little spark burst out, and the originally smooth surface of the pool suddenly set off waves, and the entire pool fluctuated violently and irrepressibly. At the moment when Tang Lin's beak tip carried the spark into the water, the fluctuations of the waterhole stopped abruptly, and the waves raised were strangely frozen in mid-air-

Then there was a loud bang.

As if someone had slashed a sword from it, the whole pool of water quickly separated into two halves from the tip of Tang Lin's beak, and the scorching flames piled up the translucent pool water into two thick walls, revealing the dry ground in the center of the wall. Xiao Zibai, who was exposed to the air from under the water, turned around in amazement, and saw Tang Lin swooping towards him with a body full of flames.

Xiao Zibai thought he was hallucinating for a moment.

But he stood there straight, not evading or dodging at all, and even stretched out his arms to meet the big bird covered in flames: even if it was in a dream, even if it was just an illusion, even if it was burned by the flames, no matter when and where, he would never push the ball away. Xiao Zibai lowered his head, and he gently watched Tang Lin, who was covered in fire, fold his wings and plunge into his arms.

Unlike Xiao Zibai imagined, the flame did not burn him, but softly surrounded his side, wrapping him warmly. Feeling the familiar warmth in his arms, Xiao Zibai was even more sure that he was in a fantasy or a dream: if he was now in reality instead of a dream, how could Tuanzi be held directly in his arms by him steadily? When the dumpling was still a hairy dumpling, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Tang Lin carefully controlled the flames and prepared to dry the clothes on Xiao Zibai's body, but after glancing at Xiao Zibai's dreamy look, Tang Lin couldn't help but take out his thoughts and sense Xiao Zibai's mood:

…… Damn, this time it's careless!

Tang Lin regretted not doing it at the beginning. He only remembered that his □□ was no different from the appearance of his body, but he forgot that his body was refining his muscles, bones, skin and flesh day and night, constantly getting heavier, and had long since grown to the point that Xiao Zibai couldn't hold it, and □□ was essentially just a wooden bird. Although you have a flesh and blood body, it doesn't mean that you have the same weight as the main body......

Tang Lin was embarrassed to control the spiritual power of the earth system, and pulled his body to sink down directly.

Xiao Zibai was not wary of being crushed by the weight in his arm all of a sudden, but after he reacted, not only did he not get angry, but his eyes slowly lit up.

"Dango, is that you?" Xiao Zibai said happily, his expression was so pleasantly surprised that Tang Lin slowly felt a little guilty. After chirping softly in response, Tang Lin spread his wings and patted Xiao Zibai's shoulder soothingly.

Xiao Zibai buried his head in Tang Lin's fluffy feathers, Tang Lin tilted his head, rubbed his face, and then spread his wings and covered Xiao Zibai's back.

Surrounded by fire and cold water, a man and a bird hugged and snuggled tightly, as close as if they had never been separated.

- But everyone knows that this is just a delusion after all.

They had separated, had secrets from each other, and were tacitly silent about what had happened when they separated. Xiao Zibai did not tell Tang Lin, he once met another self; Tang Lin also never showed Xiao Zibai that what he came now was just a point! Body.

They just stood there snuggling up to each other, absorbing the warmth and courage they needed from each other.

Tang Lin rested his head quietly on Xiao Zibai's shoulder, his heart settled down for the first time in a long time, and he felt the breath exhaled from Xiao Zibai's mouth and nose brushing on his feathers, and it itched regularly, with a little wet and warm breath.

It was just such a moment's effort, those troublesome "Heavenly Dao", the conspiracy that made his head big, and all kinds of ominous and terrible speculations suddenly left him, and the premonition that made Tang Lin sit still before was also away from him for a while. Since he got rid of the illusion of his heart, the unreal illusion that has always haunted him has disappeared, and Xiao Zibai in front of Tang Lin is real and vivid, and he really and really holds him in his arms.

Maybe it was a bit embarrassing to say this, but Tang Lin still insisted that Xiao Zibai's embrace was particularly reassuring to him.

Tang Lin is just an ordinary mortal, even if he is a demon now, he still regards himself as a mortal in his heart. Heavenly Dao, Killing, Cultivation, Spells...... This qiē is so far away from the Tang Dynasty of the past, they only exist in words and imagination, and they are the most ridiculous things that are rarely dreamed of in dreams.

In the past twenty years of his life, Tang Lin has always been a mortal who is completely as fake as he is.

Then, suddenly, one day, this mortal man slipped into a book he had seen and turned into a youkai.

Unrecognizable, racially unrecognizable, completely changed.

Tang Lin is not adaptable, not at all, how can a person adapt to life without hands? How do you walk on three legs? Although the nature of the demon clan has been buried in his bones, after all, it is the part of the soul that belongs to the human race that has the upper hand, Tang Lin still regards himself as one! Man, yet he has become a bird at this moment.

This psychological gap and frustration are indescribable, and Tang Lin even wondered for a while that "this world is real, or just a fantasy of his own".

Tang Lin glanced at Xiao Zibai, who was wringing water on his clothes next to him, and couldn't help but be a little lucky: Fortunately, there was a Xiao Zibai by his side.

There is nothing more real than Xiao Zibai.

Thinking about it, he concealed the "Imperial Beast Sect" for himself, "Points! Feeling a deep sense of guilt without telling Xiao Zibai the truth of the matter, Tang Lin glanced down at Xiao Zibai, slowly moved to his side, and put his beautiful head and neck on Xiao Zibai's lap.

Xiao Zibai noticed Tang Lin's movements at this moment, so he showed an extraordinarily bright smile at him, and then lowered his head to twist his clothes. Tang Lin felt that the efficiency of the manual work was a bit slow, and just wanted to make a fire to help Xiao Zibai bake his clothes, he saw that the child had already wrung out the water on the clothes, and reached out to hug Tang Lin with the clothes.

…… What are you going to do, kid? Tang Lin looked dazed.

Xiao Zibai bent down, touched Tang Lin's neck soothingly, and then carefully wiped the water on Tang Lin's feathers with wrung out clothes.

Tang Lin was moved by this for a moment, but then he found that Xiao Zibai was holding his own underwear in his hands...... Is it because the fabric of the underwear is softer? But when a child wipes his feathers with a close-fitting underwear, he always feels that something is strange......

Tang Lin clicked his beak a few times in annoyance, and finally opened his mouth to spew out a few sparks. The blazing white spark jumped on Xiao Zibai's body, rolling around his body, and gradually dried the wet coat on the child's body. Tang Lin himself spewed out a big mouthful of fire, let it float in the air and crackle and burn, jumped in and took a good bath, and when he came out again, every feather of Tang Lin looked energetic and straight.

Xiao Zibai looked at Tang Lin, who was dry, and then at the useless underwear in his hand, and lowered his eyes lowly, revealing some gloom in his eyes.

He tucked the crumpled underwear in his hand behind him, leaned over to pick up the long-forgotten iron sword on the ground, rubbed his face vigorously, revealed a sunny smile, and greeted Tang Lin without any abnormality: "Tuanzi, put out the fire, let's go first, I'll take you around Lingshan." ”

Tang Lin, who was looking left and right to admire himself through the reflection of the pond, tilted his head when he listened, took a long breath at the fire, and the pile of flames was swallowed into his stomach like a whale absorbing water, and then he flapped his wings and skillfully jumped on Xiao Zibai's shoulder.

- Of course, he didn't forget to remove the weight-gainer.

Xiao Zibai only thought that Tang Lin had used the usual weight reduction technique, but he didn't expect that his weight at the moment was really so light, and he was still interested in taking Tang Lin around. But soon, the sequelae of Xiao Zibai's single-minded cultivation were exposed: for the scenery of the Lingshan Sword Sect, he hadn't actually seen Tang Lin's understanding described in the original text.

If Tang Lin's memory is good, the location of the Lingshan Sword Sect is not actually a mountain, but a large lake, and this big lake is located on top of Lingshan.

Lingshan was originally the highest mountain in this world, but I don't know how many years ago, people with the best strength fought here, and Lingyun was cut in half by a sword in the battle of Lingyun Mountain, leaving the mountain roots recessed into a big pit, and they were independent among the ethereal white clouds.

After an unknown number of years, the ancestor of the Lingshan Sword Sect came here, led the water of the sea of clouds to gather into a stream, and fell from the top of the nine skies, gradually filling the huge pit, turning the big pit into a big lake, and casting a spell to form a peak, floating on the big lake, and so on, gradually becoming the foundation of Lingshan.

In Tang Lin's impression, there should be a huge waterfall on the top of Lingshan Mountain, and the strange beauty of the waterfall impressed him, and he still remembers the description in the original text:

“…… The huge river came from among the clouds, hanging down like a waterfall in nine days, and Bai Lian rolled into the big lake, except for the place where he entered the lake, he could hardly set off many waves. This large lake is vast, and the whole looks as smooth as a mirror, with occasional breezes and scales, and the surface of the lake ripples warmly in the sun.

The large and small verdant peaks of the various sects of Lingshan floated on the lake, moving slowly in mid-air with mystical patterns, casting a round of black shadows on the surface of the lake. From time to time, white clouds would float in the sky, and from a distance, you could faintly see a bird-like shadow passing between the clouds......"

Xiao Zibai took Tang Lin and walked slowly past the lake, at this time the sun was setting, and as soon as the evening breeze blew, the lake surface was sparkling. In the distance, the huge waterfall fell from the clouds, smashing a large area of mist on the surface of the lake, but it did not make the slightest sound under the effect of the spell, and it looked a little quiet and beautiful. The two of them walked slowly by the lake, admiring the quiet and magnificent scenery, and Tang Lin actually had a feeling of "sunshine and warmth, and the years are quiet" in his heart for a while.

So satisfying.