The swamp should have been a calm and peaceful morning, but because of the sudden cold arrow of the Feather Falcon, it became murderous! With the sharp beak pecking, the only trace of hesitation in the heart of the Feather Falcon was gone!

Kill him!

This is the only thought left in its mind!

Ning Qianqiu was seriously injured and was meditating and pranayama, how could he have imagined that the Feather Falcon would suddenly attack and kill?

But at the last moment, he opened his eyes without warning, and met the hateful and murderous gaze of the Kamiyu Falcon.

"Why?" he asked softly, his expression unrecognizable.

Before the Feather Falcon could react, the terrifying sword intent pressed towards it from all directions, making it unable to move for an instant, and the sharp beak that flickered with cold light could stop at Ning Qianqiu's throat.

"Why?"

Ning Qianqiu was still asking.

The prohibition of fire that had been planted in the body of the Feather Hayabusa was suddenly activated!

The Feather Falcon only felt that the power in its body was completely uncontrollable, converging on its chest, and without a flash of white light, its chest exploded!

In the midst of the flesh and blood, a wisp of pure white flame floated beside Ning Qianqiu.

The feather falcon took a few steps back and fell backwards.

"It's just a little bit ......" It still had a look of disbelief in its eyes, and then its eyes condensed into the strange red light in the sky that had not yet dissipated, and showed a wry smile.

"I see, that's ......"

The powerful sword intent in the sky above his head has not dissipated until now. Ning Qianqiu seemed to have a strange connection with this sword intent, and all the movements around him could not escape his perception.

Ning Qianqiu struggled to get up and came to the side of the Feather Falcon.

At this moment, the red feather falcon was embarrassed, the originally beautiful and noble purple feather was full of bleak blood, and a large hole was blown out of its chest, and its internal organs were faintly visible, beating weakly.

It has arrived, on the verge of dying.

Ning Qianqiu looked compassionate, and said softly: "I thought that saving you and protecting you, even if it can't be exchanged for your loyalty, at least it can be exchanged for your friendship." But you betrayed me after all, why?"

"Huh...... Hahaha......" Feather Hayabusa smiled, his eyes mocking.

"Isn't it funny?" Ning Qianqiu asked.

Feather Falcon gasped, coughed up blood, and smiled: "If I don't kill you now, then one day, I will die at your hands! You're right, any demon beast will be willing to follow you after going through this...... You are so talented that you can't even see the limit, and if you follow you, you will definitely be able to rise to the top...... Hahaha...... It's me!"

Ning Qianqiu frowned, confused, and thought to himself, isn't this guy crazy?

The Feather Falcon coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and its breath became weaker and weaker, and said, "Do you know the fate of the Feather Falcon?"

Ning Qianqiu sighed: "You love to be verbose, can't you get rid of it when you die?"

The feather falcon did not answer him, and his eyes gradually blurred, looking at the sky, but as if looking higher than the sky.

"I betrayed you. To make amends, I'll tell you everything...... A long time ago, we were just ordinary beasts, not many in number, and they lived in a single domain. Until...... Until that hateful human! He discovered the biggest secret of the Feather Falcon, that is, the Demon Pill of the Feather Falcon, which can be used as a medicinal herb to enter the medicine, and the elixir refined can enhance the divine will of the human being!"

The words of the Feather Falcon were like thunder on the ground, which made Ning Qianqiu shake.

Can you enhance your divine will?

After seeing the sword intent of Yu Lianhua and the ancient powers, Ning Qianqiu was no longer the original "hillbilly". Divine will, in some cases, is even more important than talent for cultivators!

After all, no matter how high the talent is, it also needs to work hard to cultivate to fulfill it.

And the divine will can directly multiply people's combat power!

"Hey...... Greedy humans are slaughtering the Falcon...... Killed for thousands of years...... I may be the last feather falcon in this world...... Yu Lianhua picked up my eggs in the ancient ruins, and accidentally hatched them successfully, at first she only regarded me as an ordinary spirit pet, and I also regarded her as a master, loyal. Until her concubine recognized my identity!"

The feather falcon coughed up blood desperately, and at the same time laughed desperately, looking like crazy.

Ning Qianqiu didn't know why, he suddenly thought of himself, and thought of the elders of the Ning family who betrayed him.

is a bloody heart, is it a mistake after all?

"From that time on, I knew that human beings could never be trusted, so I escaped because I didn't believe in fate, I didn't believe that I existed in this world just to make a wedding dress for others......"

In the end, the feather falcon was hoarse and choked, and tears flowed down her face, and she couldn't say it anymore.

Ning Qianqiu listened quietly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything, as if there was a stone blocking his heart.

Destiny!

Whether it is a human or a monster, in front of these two words, they are too small!

If the fate of the feather falcon is to make a wedding dress for others, what about Ning Qianqiu's fate?

If it weren't for his awakening as a spirit master, if it weren't for his efforts to become an alchemist, then he might have died in Ning Mansion a few months ago, and the foundation laid for many years was not also a wedding dress and handed over to Ning Hua?

Perhaps, there is no difference between humans and monsters!

The originally angry and resentful gaze of the Feather Falcon gradually softened and gradually lost its focus.

"Ning Qianqiu, I was going to kill you just now, I don't regret it. I don't regret dying at your hands. You, take my Nedan away......"

"Don't die, stinky boy......"

"Don't ...... ...... like me"

It laughed, as if laughing at itself, as if relieved.

It's dead in the end.

......

Noon.

Spring is getting stronger, and the reeds are wafting with vibrant greenery.

At the edge of the swamp is a lonely island on high ground, with reeds and a raised dirt bag in the center of the island. The body of the feather falcon is buried here.

Ning Qianqiu stood in front of the earthen bag, even though the sun was warm, there was no warmth on his body.

He looked at a purple demon pill in his palm, and the faint fluorescence on the demon pill was endless, and it was very beautiful.

This demon pill is the foundation of the strength of the Feather Falcon, but it is not the source of the Feather Falcon's destruction. What destroys the Falcon is the selfishness and greed of human beings in pursuit of power.

But human beings, is there anything wrong?

If humans are not strong enough, then the monsters will have to hunt humans in turn!

In the final analysis, this world is the law of the jungle.

"So we live in the world so that we don't die......

"This world is so ruthless......"

Ning Qianqiu gritted his teeth, pinched hard, and with a click, the Feather Falcon Demon Pill shattered inch by inch!

A demon pill has created the tragic history of the Feather Falcon for thousands of years!

This may be the last Crimson Falcon Demon Pill in the world.

Now, it has been destroyed by Ning Qianqiu himself!

A little purple light sprinkled on the dirt bag, and the corpse of the feather falcon hugged each other tightly.

Ning Qianqiu let out a clear whistle, picked up the sleeping fruit, took one last look at the grave of the feather falcon, and turned to leave.

"Heaven is ruthless, haha......"

The swamp returned to calm.

Rustle rustle......

Only the vast wind, as it has always been for thousands of years, blows through this merciless land.