The night is cold, and a few flames on the high cliff twinkle like stars, dispel the chill and add a touch of warmth to the lonely night sky.

The flute sounded for a while, and before the surrounding birds and beasts could distinguish the tune, it stopped again, and the people who made the sound were restless and impure, and lost the Yaxing that added music to the forest, and only stared at the flame that seemed to reflect people's faces.

That's right, Thirteen Lang, who is used to thinking alone and taking on alone, is in a daze.

Leading everyone back to the eagle's nest, he was supposed to plan his next move, but he was in a daze of boredom.

Mei Niang pulled out the needle for Fat Fat, and was unwinding the spell for Miss Xia, Thirteen Lang knew, then he didn't have to worry about it; the three captured guards were seriously injured, but none of them died, Thirteen Lang thought about it, and handed them over to Yamu and others to deal with at will, I don't know what kind of result it will make, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Everyone else was busy, but he had nothing to do, and after hastily disposing of his body, Thirteen Lang did it at the entrance of the giant carving cave and looked at the night dome, and for no reason he felt a little lonely and cold, so he made a fire.

It's hard to say what kind of emotion it was, maybe it was the exhaustion after days of killing, or the loneliness after mental relaxation, or simply the coldness after blood loss......

Of course, it couldn't be, even if the temperature was lowered ten times and the blood flowed out was a few liters, it wouldn't make him feel cold.

Not cold, but cold, because of many known and unknown news.

"It's a long way to go...... I'm going to fight all the way to the end. ”

Such words are not emotional, of course, there is no ambition and poetry, thinking about the complex situation to face now, thinking about the people and things to face in the future, Shisanlang's eyes are a little bitter.

"Once, twice, three times, four times, you will meet ghosts when you walk many times at night, and there is no horse that will not stumble. Misstep is a hatred for eternity......"

"Chirp!"

A few chirps interrupted his whispering, and Jusan Lang turned his head to see that it was the young eagle, looking at him with a timid and stubborn gaze, and stretched out his head tentatively.

Huang Kui's death means that he is free. It's just that it's still a little weak, and more importantly, lonely. The familiar shijie is no longer familiar, and the young eagle suddenly discovers that there is only one person left in the entire shijie who can still be close, that is, Xiao Shisanlang, who captured it and fled for three thousand miles.

As the third master of the cave mansion, Shisanlang did not intend to interfere with the young eagle's freedom, Huang Kui collected enough eagle feathers for him to make any magic weapon that could be made, and there was no need or mood to embarrass this cub again.

"You're not afraid of fire?"

Looking at the young eagle's eager and somewhat timid look, Thirteen Lang stretched out his hand curiously. Said, "Come here?"

"Chirp. ”

The young eagle screamed twice, and pecked his hand with the sharp hooked mouth of the first sight, but it did not mean to hurt him, but was more like a coquette.

Shisanlang looked at it and thought about it, took out a carving feather from his arms, and gently sent it to the young eagle.

"Acquaintance?" he asked.

"Chirp!" the young eagle's voice suddenly became sharp, and he snatched the demonic feather in one gulp, with a sad look in his eyes. Mournful whispering.

After a while, it lowered the feather to its feet. Firmly clasped it with his claws, and then looked up at Thirteen Lang with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"I didn't do it!"

Unable to tell the weishenme, Thirteen Lang was a little afraid to face its gaze, and said ashamedly: "Okay, I did use my brain. If I hadn't had that ability......"

"Chirp!"

"I didn't do it. ”

"Chirp!"

"Look at this, do you like it?"

At the critical moment, the thief who had been suspicious took out the most common and most effective trick, took out a fragrant pill, and tried to bribe. Or rather, compensation.

"Chirp, tweet......"

The eagle's gaze stopped, its head poked out and retracted, a little hesitant.

"Delicious, replenish. The thief said.

"Tweet ......"

"It's really delicious...... Uh......"

The hooked mouth poked out like lightning, and took the pill down at a speed that Thirteen Lang was dazzled by, then tilted his head slightly, shook his wings, and nodded his mouth again.

The taste is good, the body feels good, and the coaxing is declared successful.

......

......

"You, like me when I was a kid. ”

At the cost of three pills, Thirteen Lang was able to get close to this golden silk young eagle, which is known for its difficulty in taming, gently caressing the feathers on its back, he felt that his dry mood was slightly soothed, as if he had found his own kind, and there was a bit of warmth in his sadness.

"Back then, I wouldn't be hurt like I am now. ”

The young eagle was prostrate between his legs, his attention attracted by the leaping flames, his head stretching and shrinking, looking back and forth.

It was too young to have seen wind and rain, nor had it seen fire. Instinct told it that there was some danger with it, but the physical sensation was warm, so it was very suspicious.

The three pills were digested in the body of the young eagle, and the heat emitted made it intoxicated and chaotic, perhaps because of the fatigue after being tortured, or because of the experience of long-lost safety, the young eagle looked at it for a while and became sleepy, and dozed off.

"Hehe, it's better for you, at least you won't hold grudges for the rest of your life. ”

Thirteen Lang looked at Yijiao and nodded, the chill in his heart did not know when it dissipated, and his eyes gradually cleared.

"Find you a master...... No, would you like to find a companion?"

"Chirp. The young eagle nodded weakly.

"Okay, I'll take you as promised. This barren mountain and wilderness, I really want to leave you behind, and I can't stand your ancestor who helped me a lot. ”

Deciding the fate of the young eagle by asking and answering himself, Thirteen Lang felt ashamed and said softly: "I can't take you with me, because ...... I'll find you a rich woman and promise to live well. ”

The young eagle couldn't understand his words, so he could only rely on his body's induction, snuggle up to this person who exuded a familiar atmosphere, and fall asleep soundly.

"That's it, I'll come to see you when I grow up in the future. ”

After that, Thirteen Lang raised his head, took a deep breath, spit out all the obscure emotions that had accumulated before, and said, "It's done?"

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind her, and Mei Niang said in a respectful and weak voice: "Princess, Princess Xia is all right." It's just that the body is a little weak, and it can only recover after sleeping for a night. ”

"Those three guys are all dead guards, they don't know much, they don't have much use. Khaki said in a slightly angry voice.

"Aren't you going to refine demon generals, refining them. Yamu said in a vicious voice.

"That's a way to do it. Thirteen Lang said lightly: "Mei Niang should know everything, right?"

"Concubine...... Everything. Mei Niang replied respectfully.

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Half an hour later.

"Golden Mountain, Flaming Mountain? Demon Xiu's life is really bitter. ”

After listening to Mei Niang's narration, Thirteen Lang was a little surprised, and said to Yamu Tuyu: "Two, take an idea!"

Tu Wei smiled bitterly, his dry face was full of sad expressions, and said, "Heaven is the best of my demon clan!"

Yamu blinked his eyes and said, "It's all up to the young master." ”

"Be a fart master! It's all like that, what else are you doing, wait to collect the corpse. "Carmen has a grudge against the demon cultivator. Cursing unceremoniously.

"Don't say that, everyone is on the same side now...... However, the so-called medicine does not kill the disease, in such a situation, there is no need to think about anything, it is more appropriate to go back and wait for reinforcements. Khaki spoke more mellowly, but his intentions were the most vicious, and he directly persuaded Shisanlang to give up.

"Makes sense. It makes sense!" The words were all finished by the people in front of them, and there was only one card disciple left. Only those that match.

According to Mei Niang, today's demon cultivation can be described as dire and on the verge of extinction at any time, and the entire army is wiped out, and there is almost no seed left.

After the battle of Advent, several masters of the Demon Palace fled and gathered their men, slowly gathering the scattered survivors; One of them was actually captured by the demon hunter and cast a high-level soul curse. Sure enough, after careful arrangement, the demon hunter made the encirclement on all sides, and launched another gathering and annihilation battle, which made the already miserable demon cultivation team even worse. The remaining three or four hundred people of Zuihou were besieged in a place called Jinshan, also known as the Flame Mountain, and waited for reinforcements...... In fact, it is waiting for death.

The Flame Mountain is a foreign place in the Demon Hunting Forest, where thousands of miles of red fields are as barren as a desert, filled with poisonous fire rushing out from the depths of the earth's veins, and is regarded as a desperate situation by all monks.

That kind of fire is different from ordinary flames, and it is not the same as the spiritual fire demon fire cultivated by monks, it contains an extremely rich geocentric poisonous magnetism, which is difficult to refine after absorption, not to mention, and it is easy to cause mana disorder, that is, backlash.

To use a simple analogy, beef is food, ginger is a seasoning, and the two are mixed together, but they can poison people to death, and it is the kind that cannot be cured.

The monks in the Demon Hunting Forest, all of them are above the Yuan Infant, just like a plate of cooked beef, you can't add anything else casually.

In fact, magnetism itself also belongs to the category of Taoist supernatural powers, and some treasures are also specially used as a means of defeating the enemy, but the thing is that after countless thousands of years of coexistence and fusion of the magnetic and flame of the earth's heart, it has become a kind of alien substance that is difficult for ground creatures to overcome, and has created a thousand miles of wasteland in the forest.

Demon cultivators are trapped in Jinshan, and the greatest wish of the demon hunter is to capture them alive and refine the demon generals, so they are naturally unwilling to fight with their lives. Anyway, fighting in Jinshan, the demon cultivation is certainly miserable, and the demon hunting envoy is not much better; not to mention anything else, first of all, those demon spirits can't adapt to it, or they don't use it, and most of them will die.

In order to save troops and avoid meaningless damage, they besieged and did not attack with an absolute advantage of 1,000 people, and the rest of the people simply sent around to search for those stragglers, and at the same time sent messengers to contact the Huoyan Star monks, hoping to find out the appropriate way with their natural closeness to the flames.

Demon hunters, like spirit and demon monks, have to come by descending, although they have accumulated a deep foundation for thousands of years, they can't withstand the growth of local monks one after another. Therefore, several major commanders have already set a strategy, on the one hand, to encircle those local monks who are willing to take refuge, and on the other hand, to strengthen the refining of demon generals.

This batch of demon cultivators in front of him is in a desperate situation, and no matter what, he can't let it go easily.

This is the reality that everyone has to face now, and it is also the main reason why Huang Kui and the others came to the Demon Hunting Forest, because the swallowtail could not be reused, Huang Kui took the initiative to ask to come, and the old monster who accompanied him has now rushed to Jinshan, trying to find a solution to the problem for Luo Sang.

And for Shisanlang, at the moment when the devil is difficult to find, if you want to find the clues of the two of them, the most direct way is to go to Jinshan.

As for whether the two of them were inside, whether they were captured, and if they were not, no one knew if they showed their traces.

"This broken day......" Looking at the thirteen Lang who was thinking hard, Yamu, who knew the inside story, didn't dare to speak, but sighed for no reason in his heart, secretly thinking about what the so-called love in the world is, it really makes people ......

"Idiot!"

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...... (To be continued.) )