Ying Long opened his eyes, the vague scenery gradually became clear, he struggled to stretch out his hand, pulled a piece of residual sun, brushed a wisp of breeze, and the green grass came with a comfortable coolness, he knew that he was still alive, he would smile, and it was a good thing to be alive.

The gloom of Fang Cai was swept away, his eyes were full of bright spring sun, he barely got up, always a little top-heavy, and the lightning flashed in his mind, how could he still be alive? He remembered that when he was confused, the heavy eyes with tears, the dead old man who didn't want to die.

Rolled up his sleeves and looked at the wound at his elbow, the tooth marks of the poisonous snake had disappeared, leaving only two black dots to talk about**, and around the tooth marks was a circle of tooth marks.

Tears welled up in his eyes, propping himself on the tree, looking around with blurred tears in his eyes, the dead old man was gone, really gone, and only took his broken fox fur with him.

"Dead old man, you have promised to go away like this, what is it to leave silently like this, didn't it save my life?

He looked at the birds flying in the sky, looked at the mountains and mountains, knelt down heavily, and shouted: "You unrighteous dead old man, I owe you a life, how can you let me afford it?"

Holding the brown sky-swallowing snake gall, Bitterthorn stumbled to Ying Long and asked, "Ying Long, how do you use this, do you want to eat it?"

Ying Long wiped his tears, forced a smile, and was about to speak, when the master of the Peep Heart Pavilion floated over, and behind him was the majestic Ten Pavilion slaves, he stepped forward and snatched the snake gall, and roared: "This snake gall has the blood of devouring the sky, you are a little doll, how can you control it?"

Bitterthorn knew that the snake gall in his arms was taken away, and he was very angry, and threw himself into front of the white robe and hammered indiscriminately, kicking and beating like a small beast, and roared: "You return my snake gall, this is my snake gall, if you don't return me, I will kill you!"

Ku Jing'er slowly knelt down, looking at the white robe with teary eyes.

The white robe hurriedly helped her up, and ignored the bitter thorn that was spoaching and crying, the Xuan Qi in his hand boiled, pouring down like flowing water, the snake gall tumbled and jumped, and gradually shrank into a small medicine pill, Bai Pao'er handed the medicine pill to the bitter thorn, and said: "The bitter thorn is just an ordinary little doll, and there is already the blood of the Huolin demon, if the heaven-swallowing demon blood in this snake gall forcibly pours in, even if it survives nine deaths, it will change its temperament!"

Ku Jing'er looked shocked, held Bai Pao'er's hand tightly, and said sadly: "Then what about his eyes? He is still so small, he can't-"

The white-robed man sighed and said, "When he grows up, maybe he will be better!"

"When will that be?"

The white robe's eyes drooped, and he turned to leave, he couldn't face this poor woman, because he knew that no matter how big the bitter thorn grew, as long as he swallowed that pill, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would become a monster with two kinds of demon blood, if he didn't have a strong mental deterrence, he would inevitably fall into the demon path, and he would never recover! But the eyes of the bitter thorn, only this Heaven Devouring Demon Pill could be cured, he shook his head and sighed:

"Wait until he's older!"

Kujing'er had to ask, "When was that, a year from now, ten years from now?"

The white-robed child looked at the sky indifferently, his body was shattered into pieces of fireflies, and the ten pavilion slaves retreated into the dense forest one after another, and the air was full of him sighing:

"Wait until he grows up!"

Bitterthorn was ignorant, he held Huolin's forefoot, punched a few times as if venting his anger, and then ran to his sister and begged: "Sister, don't listen to his nonsense, you quickly give me the Heaven Swallowing Demon Pill, if I eat it, my eyes will become better, and then I can do whatever I want, and hit whoever I want!"

Ku Jing'er looked immature and eager, slowly withdrew her hand, got up and left.

Bitter Thorn's thick eyebrows straightened up, he didn't understand why his sister had a magic pill in her hand, but she didn't give it to herself, what did she eat when she grew up, it was all in his opinion, he was already very big now, could it be that Kujing'er couldn't bear to be so blind all the time? He got angry and shouted:

"Ku Jing'er, you are my sister, give me the medicine pill quickly!"

Ku Jing'er's tears fell on the back of his hand, and she still rubbed his little head gently like a sister, "You have to grow up to eat this pill, my sister promised you, when you grow up and grow stronger, my sister will definitely give it to you, then your eyes will be fine, let's go back to the village together, raise some pigs and chickens, and live in our small bamboo building!"

Bitter Thorn was completely disappointed, he thought of that time in the bamboo building, how could he have mixed with the group of humming piglets before, playing with the stupid little dolls at the head of the village, and why did his dearest and most beloved sister pull him back to such a childish and depressing day, he already had a fire arm, and it was okay to kill people, so why bother to go back to the village?

He angrily brushed aside Ku Jing'er's outstretched hand, pushed it again, and roared, "Bad sister, I ignore you." Then he ran away.

After all, with the Huolin Arm, this time the strength was not small, and she vomited blood at once, she stroked her chest and coughed a few times, and then staggered after her, "Bitter Thorn, where are you going, there is danger in the woods!"

Ke'er was holding a handful of flowers in her hand, she looked left and right, but she couldn't find the white bear, not only the white bear couldn't be found, but even the old eagle, Jiang Ziliu and Kujing'er were gone, as if she was the only one left in the world, when she saw Ying Long, she threw the flowers and hugged him tightly, asking:

"What about them? Why are they gone!"

This question is a bit out of place, Ying Long can't answer, he looked at the bitter thorns and bitter thorns in the distance, the sister and brother are far apart, he said:

"Look, the bitter thorns and bitterthorns are still there!"

Ke'er turned her head and felt that something was wrong again, and asked, "What about the old man, and Jiang Ziliu, where did they go?"

Ying Long's heart ached, his eyes looked around the flowers in the forest, and he suddenly knew why the old vulture wanted to leave decisively.

When you can't protect others and continue to smile, you can only leave like this.

Ying Long understood, his heart was unspeakably miserable, he looked at Ke'er who was smiling like a flower in his arms, this time it was finally his turn, how to weave a very beautiful and good lie, so that Ke'er continued to laugh?

"Grandpa, he's tired, he wants to rest for a while, and when he rests, he will come to the two of us, the three of us, or to walk the ends of the earth!"

Ke'er's eyes widened, and she fell into a very beautiful and distant vision, and sighed slowly:

"That's right, thousands of rivers and mountains!"

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