"Shhh

About an hour passed, and Han Lin gasped, his whole body ached, and his chest felt even more scorched.

He hurriedly ripped open his clothes and found that the mysterious animal skin was indeed attached to him, and at this moment, Han Lin could clearly feel the beating of the heart on the animal skin, as if it were a living thing.

Cough!

Han Lin coughed dryly, he slowly got up from the ground and staggered towards the corpse of the black tiger. The black tiger's body was shriveled, like a dried corpse, and its death was extremely ugly.

Han Lin knew that this was the masterpiece of this mysterious beast skin, it was spontaneously absorbing spiritual power, and all of this had happened from time to time in these two months of cultivation.

At first, Han Lin thought that the animal skin was strange and evil, so he put the animal skin on the table, but the next day, the animal skin would still stick to him.

So he threw the hide off the cliff again, but it wasn't long before the skin returned.

Since then, Han Lin has gradually given up the idea of throwing away this animal skin, he didn't think about telling Du Xiaomei about it, but this animal skin is really mysterious and strange, if other monks find out, they will inevitably have the intention of killing people and taking treasures.

Fortunately, although this animal skin robbed people of spiritual power, it only absorbed a little every day, and over time, Han Lin let it go.

Han Lin came to the black tiger's side, he suddenly activated his spiritual power, his right hand was held in the void, and a small fireball appeared out of thin air.

During the foundation building period, the monks can move mountains and fill rivers, and under one punch, the power is endless. Although this black tiger has now been drained of spiritual power and looks like it is dead, it is inevitable that there will be some backhand, and Han Lin still decided to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Fireballs flew out and blew the Black Tiger's body to pieces. At this moment, Han Lin slowly exhaled a breath, and his expression gradually became relaxed.

Suddenly, something left under the black tiger's corpse was reflecting, attracting his attention.

"It's ......"

Han Lin picked it up and weighed it in his hand. It was a mask, pitch black throughout, with long fangs and two visible tears under the eyes.

This was a crying face mask, and at a glance, Han Lin could see that the eyes on those masks seemed to be like an abyss, swallowing all the light. And those two tears were like a curse, which made Han Lin fearful.

"This mask seems extraordinary. ”

Han Lin took this mask of crying face, and for some reason, a lot of sad emotions suddenly surged in his heart.

Pain, sorrow, despair, all these pessimistic emotions enveloped him like maggots attached to the bones, and he was in a trance, his eyes were obsessed, he seemed to cry and laugh, as if he had been pulled into a bottomless abyss.

Suddenly, a warm current burst out from Han Lin's chest, and he was full of excitement and sobered up.

As soon as he came to his senses, he immediately threw the mask away, but it seemed to be glued to him, and he couldn't throw it away no matter what.

The animal skin on Han Lin's chest burst out with a suction force, sucking the mask away and absorbing it onto the animal skin. Looking at it from a distance, it was as if a crying face had grown on Han Lin's chest.

He stroked the mask, not knowing what was happening, except that the mysterious animal skin had changed, but after a few moments, there was no other change in the animal skin.

Han Lin Xindao,

"This crying face mask must be the treasure of this black tiger, and it can be collected by a demon beast in the foundation building period, at least it must be a magic weapon in the foundation building period. Since I'm related to this thing, let's take it. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Han Lin decided to pretend to be unconscious, so that he didn't have to explain the cause of the black tiger's death and this mysterious animal skin to Jiao Yang and the others.

Han Lin didn't want others to know his secrets.

Another hour or two passed, and Jiao Yang muttered softly and slowly got up from the ground.

"Damn, is Jiao Ye dead? Is there really six reincarnations in this world?"

Jiao Yang looked around, his eyes were confused, and after a moment he became clear.

"No, Jiao Ye is not dead yet!"

Jiao Yang was a spirit, and his spiritual power suddenly operated, vigilantly observing the surroundings, and after he saw the remains of the black tiger, this vigilance came to naught.

"It's ......"

He gently picked up a piece of flesh and bones, his eyes were full of thought, and a guess instantly rose in his mind, but he hesitated and didn't say it.

"Senior Brother Han, Xiao Luo, wake up. ”

Jiao Yang flicked his fingers, and two spiritual powers were bounced into the bodies of the two of them by him, helping them recover from their injuries.

Han Lin pretended to get up, pretending not to know, as if he had just woken up.

"Senior brother, this ......"

Han Lin looked dazed,

"How did this monster die?"

"Which sect senior who passed by should have solved it and saved our lives. ”

Jiao Yang looked at Han Lin with a complicated face, just now he just guessed, and now he can be sure.

"It must have been Han Lin who killed this black tiger. ”

The spiritual power that Jiao Yang popped out just now could only restore his injuries, and it couldn't make people wake up immediately, such as Luo Sheng, who hadn't woken up until now.

And Han Lin woke up in a moment, which showed that Han Lin was pretending to be unconscious before.

Although I don't know what method Han Lin used to kill a black tiger demon beast in the foundation building period, if he killed it, it could be regarded as saving the lives of three people.

Han Lin has a secret, Jiao Yang can guess it, but he is not a person who asks the bottom of it, since Han Lin is unwilling to tell him, then he won't ask more.

Friend, as it should be!

"Senior Brother Han, forget it, we can be regarded as living and dying together, Jiao Ye, when you are a friend, let me call you Xiaolinzi, and call you Senior Brother Han weird. ”

Han Lin nodded.

"Senior Brother Jiao can call me whatever you want. ”

"Okay, Xiao Linzi, you help Luo Sheng, I'll go to harvest the soul grass, let's get ready to go back." ”

Jiao Yang said with a smile, he moved his muscles with difficulty, and walked towards the depths of the poplar forest.

"It seems to have been discovered. ”

Han Lin looked at Jiao Yang's distant back, his eyes flickering.

Just now Jiao Yang slurred between his words, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. He was originally a little puzzled, but at this moment, he saw that Luo Sheng was still in a coma, and immediately reacted.

Jiao Yang's spiritual power was specifically to test him, in the final analysis, his experience was still a little insufficient, especially in the face of an old Jianghu like Jiao Yang.

It's just that for some reason, Jiao Yang didn't demolish him, but avoided him by going to harvest soul grass.

Probably, it's because the two are friends.

Although Jiao Yang has a strange temper and bullies him, he is really good to his friends. Just like he did to Luo Sheng, although he seemed to be commanding, he was waiting for him in his bones.

Thinking of this, Han Lin unconsciously sketched a smile on the corner of his mouth......

"Friend? Han will always treat you as a friend. ”