The Barren Heaven Continent, deep in the Tianmai Mountain.

At the end of the trail, a tall man dragged a spine several times taller than him, slowly moving forward, and the sometimes low blood on his body declared that he had experienced a battle not long ago.

The sky was getting dark, and there were flakes of snow in the sky, fluttering on the man's indifferent but cold face and bare shoulders. But it was instantly evaporated by the man's body temperature. The cold wind made a sound, but it couldn't move the man's bloody black hair. Ahead, you can already see the rows of thatched huts, the thick snow on the roofs, sometimes slipping under the cold wind.

Outsiders are rare, and the people inside the clan enjoy the warmth of the house and gossip. Only the occasional patrol team let the wind go in twos and threes to prevent the attack of wild beasts, but because of the sudden cold snow, they gathered in sheltered places to set up bonfires and prepare some animal meat to warm up.

More than a dozen people sat around the campfire. All men, each of them is extremely strong and wearing magnificent wings.

"It's really cold this weather, after this wave of inspections, you have to go home to keep warm," a slightly thin man said with a shuddering bite of animal meat.

"No, there are already many weak people in the clan who can't stand the cold and go away. One answered.

"Have you heard? Uncle Di's wife, Aunt Liang was bedridden a few days ago because she couldn't stand the cold. ”

"Of course I did. Hey, it's a pity, Aunt Liang is not only beautiful, but also so gentle, I patrolled to her house a while ago, and she gave me a thick leather coat," said the man who spoke, and finally couldn't help but feel a little sad. ”

The rest of the people were also silent when they heard this, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Suddenly, a person said in a trance, "Doesn't it mean that the skin of the eye-catching beast can be used to keep out the cold, and its backbone can be boiled into soup, if people drink the cold, it can be dispelled?"

Everyone scoffed when they heard this, "It's easy to say, let's not mention that the eye-catching beast is scarce and hard to find, just this kind of weather makes you squat in the snow for less than half a day, and your soul will be scattered." ”

Another person interjected and agreed, "That is, yesterday I saw Uncle Di, his face turned blue and returned, I think it must be unsuccessful, it seems that Aunt Liang will not escape."

"Hey...... Look where a man comes," said one of them suddenly.

When the crowd heard this man's words, they reprimanded, "What nonsense? How can anyone dare to hang around outside in such a ghost weather, you are dazzled." ”

Without waiting for the man to explain, another suddenly said, "It can't be a beast!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and thought about it, only fierce beasts dared to come out and wander in such weather. So he got up and looked.

It was only by looking at the crowd that it was confirmed that it was indeed a man, because the beasts were generally very large in size.

"Who's that man?"

"Don't worry, wait until he enters"

When the man came near, the people saw it clearly. I saw that this person was covered in blood, and his black hair stained with blood was draped indiscriminately on his pale face, making it difficult to see. Only those cold black eyes shone brightly. The trembling right hand clutched a huge spine desperately, and the thick animal skin that was still dripping blood on his back was carried on his back. The whole body exudes a breath of no one to enter.

It not only adds a bit of coldness to the sight.

One of them was a little puzzled, "You, you are the Emperor!?"

The bloody man did not answer, did not stop, and walked straight forward, and everyone got out of the way.

A strong smell of blood immediately spread.

The man saw the bonfire on the side, walked slowly, took a piece of animal meat with oil splashes on the side, and left while eating.

Looking at the departing man, one of them suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Is the backbone of the eye-catching beast in his hand!?"

The rest of the dozen or so people were puzzled after listening to it for a while, and then one of them didn't believe it: "How is it possible!?" He can't even open his wings, how can he have such an ability? The rest of the people nodded in agreement.

After thinking about it, the man felt that he was just guessing, so he didn't say anything.

But the scene just now made everyone present unforgettable for a long time.

The man stood in front of a three-entry hut and did not move for a long time. The snow is falling more and more rapidly, covering the sky, and it is already out of sight in the distance. Suddenly, the beast bone in the man's hand fell off his hand, and he shook in the snow a few times and did not move. Without warning, the man leaned back and fell into the snow.

He no longer had the slightest strength, and for two days he lay dormant in the snow, fighting with evil beasts, dragging a tired body, enduring the cold and marching for dozens of miles, relying on his will to support him, at this time his spirit had reached its limit.

Inside the house, Emperor Xin was anxiously circling around, his son Emperor Shakti had been missing for two days, and he did not dare to tell his wife.

His wife had woken up several times in the past two days, and each time she woke up, she would ask about it, and he could only lie that her son had come to see her while she was asleep, and that he had gone on his rounds. But looking at his wife's increasingly questioning eyes, he didn't know what to do.

Just when Di Xin was anxious, there was a sudden knock outside the door, and his nerves were immediately pulled up. Huo Ran pushed the door and walked out.

The scene in front of him made Di Xin's heart ache and annoyance, looking at his son in the snow, looking at the beast bone beside Di Shakti, he could not understand everything very well.

Di Xin's slightly hideous face trembled, and the one-eyed on the left was already full of tears. He suddenly felt that his legs were so heavy that he almost wanted to run away to see his son, but he couldn't get out.

"My son, you...... How can you do that!?" Although there was a reproach in the words, the trembling tone interpreted the heartache of a father.

As if after saying this, Di Xin's legs had some strength, and one of them ran and slipped in front of Emperor Shakti, wiped the snowflakes and blood stains on his son's face in a panic, looked at his son's pale face, felt his son's still breath, and picked up his son in a panic and rushed into the house, taking off his bloody clothes for Emperor Shakti.

"Whew...... A tender beast roar interrupted Di Xin's movements, took off the burden on Emperor Shakti's chest, and saw the contents of the bag, Di Xin seemed to have found a vent, and his left eye became ferocious, and he pinched the hanging eye cub in the bag and raised it above his head, and wanted to fall to death.

"Father, slow down!" a sudden voice interrupted Di Xin's movements. It softened Di Xin's eyes a little.

Shakti said weakly, "I promised their mother"

Hearing this, Di Xin rudely threw the cub aside. He also took off his bloody clothes for Shakti. After that, he covered the animal skin with several layers of thick skin, went out of the house and brought a charcoal fire, and brought a bowl of hot soup for Shakti to feed.

After everything was done, Di Xin looked at his son, who was more ruddy, and smiled with relief. With a complicated expression, he put the two eye-catching cubs beside Emperor Shakti and went out.

The two cubs seemed to feel uneasy, and moved their steps towards the middle of Emperor Shakti's quilt, before they closed their eyes peacefully and fell asleep.