After a few seconds, an earth-shattering roar was heard. Qi Ling's chest tightened for a while, and he was raising his hand to rub his chest, when he saw the Snow Fang coming out of the darkness among the trees, the silver-white figure flowing in the darkness, it spread its wings vigorously, and countless birds fell from the top of its head to Qi Ling's feet, and each bird vomited blood from the corner of its mouth, obviously shocked by the roar just now.

The Snow Tooth held his head high, looking invincible, but at the same time, he secretly looked at Qiling through the slit with his half-squinted eyes, and his expression was showing off while obviously longing for praise. Qi Ling hurriedly ran over, stroking its head, and said, "Mr. Cang, you are the best, you are the best, you are the best...... " Cang Xue's Fang proudly flicked his tail around, Qi Ling looked at the three daggers at the end of the tail, and panicked, "You be careful, don't throw me ......"

And the snow thorn on Silver Dust's shoulder turned its small head back, completely disdainful of it. After a while, the snow thorn slid down the silver dust's shoulder with a "whoosh", and then ran to the thick fleshy palm of the snow tooth in small steps, stood still, and raised his head to look at the behemoth in front of him.

Snow Fang squinted at the snow thorns that were almost the size of his fingernails, and looked at them with a mocking expression.

So the snow thorn slowly turned, cocked his tail, and stabbed the spike on the scorpion tail into the fleshy claws of the snow fang......

"Whew-" The Snow Fang Monster screamed, jumped up into the sky, jumped to the canopy and lay on his stomach, with a frightened expression on his face, his tongue half spit out and panting outside, his eyes widening extremely wide.

And the little snow thorn under the tree, at this moment one plier is stuck in the mud to support his small body, and the other pliers is on his chest, bending over and trembling, looking at its appearance, "giggle" and laugh almost out of breath......

Silver Dust and Kirin glanced at each other with embarrassed expressions.

Qi Ling looked at the birds all over the ground, and happened to be hungry, so he went to the forest to pick up some dead branches, then took out the flint from his clothes, made a fire, plucked the birds from the feathers, strung them on the branches, and set them on the fire and began to roast.

After roasting for a while, he felt that it was not enough, so he turned around and went into the forest, searched around, grabbed a few flavors of grass, and found a few kinds of wild fruits. He crumpled the grass, spread the juice on the surface of the meat, and stuffed the wild fruits that were used for seasoning into the stomachs of the birds, and put them back on the fire. In a short time, the skin of the birds was glowing with oil, and the rich color looked unusually delicious, and the enticing aroma spread through the forest.

The firelight illuminated the darkness into a small circle, and in this warm glow, Silver Dust and Kirin sat close together. The bonfire expelled the cold of the night far away, and this small world seemed warm and bright.

The firewood burns, makes a "peeling" sound, and constantly explodes sparks, which are blown up by the wind like fireflies and float in the shadows between the trees.

Snowspike had returned to the Silver Dust's seal, and Snowfang's had jumped onto a rock far from the fire, lying listless.

Silver Dust said to Qi Ling, "You better take it back into your seal." ”

Kirin tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay...... By the way, why do you usually put the snow thorns in the seal? Isn't it nice to release them? I think it's also very face-saving to be accompanied by such a tall lion. ”

"Once the soul beast is subdued, it will no longer be in the same state of savage survival as before, and it can recover its soul strength and physical strength with hunting and resting. They must be in our Seal in order to recover the depletion caused by combat or action. If they have maintained their physical form or even combat form outside of our bodies all the time, then their soul power will be depleted very quickly. Silver Dust raised his finger and pointed, "Well, look at your Snow Fang, if you don't let it stay in the Jue Yin again, it is estimated that you will have to carry it on your back on your back tomorrow morning." ”

Qi Ling was so frightened that he quickly stood up, trotted all the way to the Snow Fang, waved at it, and then pointed to his ass, and the Snow Fang stood up sleepily, walked around behind him, and stood blankly, looking at him with his head down.

Qi Ling turned his head and said to Yinchen, "How can I take it back into the Jue Seal?"

"It's very simple to gather your soul power to the Seal and then form an induction with its soul power. ”

Qi Ling didn't understand at all, but Yinchen was already closing his eyes and recuperating, so he had to grit his teeth and look at Cangxue Fang, who was sleepy and about to fall asleep behind him, and closed his eyes, sensing the flow of his soul power in his body.

There was a soft explosion in the air, and the tall silver-white lion rolled like a puff of white smoke and flowed into Qi Ling's body.

Qi Ling was dumbfounded: "This is really ...... It's amazing. ”

Kirin returned to Silver Dust, sat down at his feet, and nudged his legs, "Silver Dust, tell me something more about your world." When I was a kid, I loved to listen to stories before I went to bed......"

Yinchen lowered his eyes and had a disdainful expression on his face, "Whoever tells you a story, what I said is true." ”

Qi Ling hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, then you can say a little more, I want to hear it." You think, I'm your apostle anyway, and when I see other kings in the future, I can't be like a fool and don't know anything, I have to fight for you. Although you are only a small seventh-degree king...... Please put away your ice spikes, sir! I didn't mean that...... Okay, don't make trouble, I'll tell you seriously, I mean, you let me know more about the situation in your soul world, then everyone will meet and contact each other in the future, at least I will have the appearance of an apostle, so as not to embarrass you......"

"The prince has never been a word that represents nobility and liveliness, on the contrary, it has always been synonymous with loneliness and forbearance. Being a prince is a ...... It's a lonely thing. Yinchen looked at Qi Ling's serious face, in the firelight, his youthful childishness was still not taken off, but he could still foresee his handsome and upright appearance on his face. Yinchen turned sideways slightly, shifted his posture, and said to Qi Ling: "Between the prince and the prince, there is actually very little interaction with each other. Since ancient times, the prince has been a single person, with no retinue, no guard, no subordinates, and only his apostles by his side. Unless it was the silver priest who gave a very important task and needed the princes to cooperate with each other to accomplish it, they usually hardly met each other. Moreover, because the spirit power of the Lords alone is amazing, it is very rare that it is necessary to send multiple Lords to solve it......" Silver Dust leaned back and leaned against the rock, "And you won't disgrace me." He thought of the soul power he had sensed when he first detected and sensed the soul power in Qi Ling's body, and he added it lightly.

"But I don't understand anything, Silver Dust, so your other apostles must be very powerful, right?" Qi Ling lowered his head a little in frustration, and raised his eyes from time to time to look at Silver Dust.

"I told you, how did you forget. A prince has only one apostle, and the king does not and cannot seal a second person unless the apostle dies. And before you I had no apostles. Silver Dust closed his eyes and whispered.

"That's right...... It turns out that I am your first ......" Qi Ling spread his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Silver Dust closed his eyes and maintained a quiet and noble sleeping position, but it was still difficult to hide the slight scratching and throbbing green tendons on his temples.