Chapter 42: Rebirth of White Tiger Mountain

Baihu Mountain, peaks and rocks overlap, surrounded by ravines and ravines. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info tigers, beasts and wolves pass through, the big snake spits fog, the giant bird style, and the demonic spirit permeates thousands of miles away.

Different races, different monsters, no quarrels, no trouble, look at each other, everything is in order, there must be a big demon here.

"Ah......h

An exclamation broke through the sky, and a white light pierced the sky, and Qi Lin's soul suddenly landed in the mountains and ravines.

"Hmm, something fell from the sky? The tiger-headed demon, who was more than ten feet tall, commanded the big bird.

The big bird 'dove' screamed and rose to the sky, looking for the white light.

Dense jungle, gurgling streams around the mountains, birds and rats crawling, a calm beauty? However, in the downstream of the stream, the white bones of the forest are piled up, so not mad!

Qi Lin was smashed into the pile of white bones and fell on all fours, and it was also a loss that he was a soul body, otherwise he would be smashed into half-crippled if he didn't die.

Qi Lin struggled to get up, but found that he couldn't stand up at all. His soul was already weakened, and more importantly, his situation was clearly very strange at the moment.

He actually felt the realism of his limbs?

Did he have a body? Could it be that he was reincarnated?

Looking down, it turned out to be a pair of furry claws, and the important thing was that it would swing with his consciousness? Obviously, this is the body of a demon clan.

It's just that he was obviously captured by the Hades King...... Qi Lin shuddered fiercely, and when he thought of the pain before, he would have a deep fear, and he didn't dare to continue to think about it.

By the way, he vaguely remembered that in the end, it seemed that the canopy appeared, that is, it should have been the canopy that saved him?

But I don't know why, Qi Lin has a little gratitude in his heart, but when he thinks of Tiancang, he will be filled with endless anger.

Qi Lin gritted his teeth......

Canopy, canopy again, why is it related to this man every time?

I don't know if it's because he didn't drink Meng Po soup or because his soul was withdrawn from a soul, Qi Lin felt very powerless, the only thing he could do now was to move his claws, and he couldn't even stand on the most basic level.

He didn't even know what kind of demon he was reincarnated, but judging from the claws, it should be a tiger, a leopard, a jackal or something, in short, it's not a pig.

Of course, for Qi Lin now, even if he becomes a pig, he will feel very lucky, at least he doesn't have to suffer in hell, and he doesn't want to try that feeling that life is worse than death.

"Whew......"

Qi Lin tried to make a scream, in his opinion, he should be a newborn little cub, there should be his 'biological parents' by his side, but he suddenly startled himself when he screamed, where was the sound made by the cub, it was simply thunder, and the birds and birds scattered in the valley.

"Damn, what the hell am I a monster?"

A breeze blew, and Qi Lin felt something on the side of his mouth being stirred, and it shook in front of his eyes.

Long beard?

"Did I reincarnate as a dragon?"

Listening to the voice just now is indeed somewhat similar, Qi Lin couldn't help but be a little excited, is it bitter?

But then he felt that something was wrong, the claws were not like them, and he didn't feel that his body was very long, what kind of beast was it?

A big bird was startled across the sky, landed on a stone not far away, looked at Qi Lin carefully, showed a disdainful expression, and said: "It turned out to be a lowly four-like, Uncle Harmful Bird flew so far, it's boring!"

After saying that, the big bird flew away directly!

"Four are not like me?" Qi Lin was not sure.

It should be, there are no other monsters in this valley except him.

What does it mean to say that the four are not like it? Is it ugly? Or is it the 'four unlikeness' with the same name as Jiang Ziya's mount in the Romance of the Gods?

It should be the former, after all, Jiang Ziya's four are not like divine beasts, if he is a divine beast, how dare a big bird demon despise him like this?

There was a lot of mist in the air, and soon the sound of small particles hitting the leaves was heard, and Qi Lin looked at the water.

It's raining?

Qi Lin tried hard to stand up, but it still didn't seem to be so easy, not to mention that he was a human in his previous life, and suddenly he walked on two feet to four feet, and his sense of balance was not grasped at all, not to mention that his soul was already partially mutilated, and he was extremely weak, so it should be difficult to support this body.

But he won't give up.

Whether it was Tianpeng who saved him, since he escaped from hell, he would never sit still.

"Yike...... me!...... What a bullshit body, so heavy!"

Qi Lin felt as if he was being pressed by a thousand pounds of boulders, and whenever he tried to support his body, the invisible pressure would overwhelm him.

"Whirring ......"

Qi Lin held his breath and finally supported half of his body, but he still fell down with a bang.

He tried countless times and failed, but Qi Lin never wanted to give up, no matter whether this body was good or bad, this was his only hope, losing this body, maybe he would be arrested and sent to hell, and he would shudder when he thought of that dark place......

"Yike...... Stand up, stand up for me!"

Every time he stood up, fell down again, fell down and stood up, repeated countless times, Qi Lin felt exhausted, but he still didn't want to give up, compared to the pain in hell, what is this little difficulty?

"Get up...... Almost, just almost, give me ...... Rise...... Come...... Yikes......"

Finally, Qi Lin clearly felt that his head was raised and left the ground, he knew that he had successfully stood up, but his four legs kept shaking, and he tried to take a step.

Rumble!

He fell down again, still unable to find his balance, but he was fine, at least now he could stand up for more than ten seconds.

The sunset gradually faded away, and the night slowly fell, but Qi Lin still never gave up.

He didn't know what kind of place this was, let alone which way it was the territory of the big demon, it was a very dangerous signal at night, but fortunately, his cry was sharp enough, and every once in a while, he would pretend to roar angrily, that roar like a dragon's roar, shaking the silence around him, and even a bug did not dare to approach.

After three days and three nights of struggle and struggle, he finally stood up, and faintly found a trace of balance, he tried to walk a few steps, and seemed to be less tired, only then did Qi Lin feel a serious hunger pang. Looking around, there was no food at all, not even a decent fruit tree, white bones everywhere, and only occasionally a small clump of grass could be seen.

The corners of Qi Lin's eyes trembled fiercely, did he want to eat these grasses to satisfy his hunger? This is grass that grows in a pile of white bones, God knows what the hell it is? Can you eat it?

Well, it's a big deal to have diarrhea, you shouldn't be poisoned, right? It shouldn't matter if you eat a little bit? It's better than starving?

Under some psychological struggle, Qi Lin closed his eyes and stretched out his grip, wanting to pull out a few grasses, only to find that he was no longer a human being, and the furry claws in front of him seemed to be able to do nothing except for walking and tickling.

Well, it's still convenient to be a person, you can only use your mouth directly, and to be honest, this feeling of eating grass with your head down is really bad.

The first time I ate grass, it was still grass growing in a pile of white bones, and the taste was self-evident, but in order to survive, Qi Lin couldn't care about it. He didn't know if his soul would be taken to hell again if he starved to death, but he didn't want to die anyway, hell was terrible.