Thank you, people are forced to raise cubs in the prehistoric

Chapter 275

"What's the difference?" Jinbing couldn't understand.

Lin Xiaoqiu didn't answer either, just looked at Long Fan in silence.

Not all creatures can arrange teleportation formations, and it is unknown how long it took Long Fan to come here from the distant East China Sea.

After a lot of hard work and finally arrived, it should be difficult to accept such an ending.

"The Suiren family's fate in Honghuang has been completed, and the Lord can take its primordial spirit to the Taoyuan Continent to be resurrected."

Jinbing said that although it couldn't understand, it knew the way to save Suirenshi.

Upon hearing this, Long Fan immediately raised his head, and the downpour stopped instantly.

Lin Xiaoqiu raised her eyebrows and looked at Jinbing, it was still okay.

Can other human races be saved in this way?

This idea just flashed in her mind, and on the 2nd, she sent a message to remind her.

[If the souls of these human races do not enter reincarnation, there will be no subsequent human races. If you save too many, the fate of the human race will be destroyed. 】

Ok.

Then she should save a Suiren family, and not ask Long Fan to come here.

"Can you find Suirenshi?" Lin Xiaoqiu looked at the golden cake above his head.

"The Yuanshen of the Suiren clan should have been taken away by Houtu, we can find it directly in the underworld." Jinbing said.

"Then let's go."

Lin Xiaoqiu bent down and hugged Huohuo, seeing that Long Fan was still kneeling on the spot stupidly, she immediately said to it, "Why are you still kneeling there? Do you want to save people?"

"Yes, yes!"

Long Fan quickly got up and walked in front of Lin Xiaoqiu.

It grows very tall, and it is about to look down on Lin Xiaoqiu when it comes over, but it feels that this is not appropriate, so it hurried to the side and stood with its head down.

Without Lin Xiaoqiu's instructions, Jin Bing took them directly to the underworld.

The deepest part of the underworld is the place where Hong Yun helped restore Yuanshen last time.

There is a pool of water here, peach blossoms are everywhere, and fallen flowers are colorful.

It should have been a beautiful scene, but the tragic roar of the battlefield echoed everywhere.

There is a very huge rectangular screen in the air, which is broadcasting the tragedy of the human race being killed by the monster race.

Lin Xiaoqiu only looked away before looking away.

Under the screen, Houtu stood there quietly, feeling Lin Xiaoqiu's arrival, it first wiped the tears from the corners of its eyes with its hands before turning around.

"Why did you come here?"

Houtu walked to Lin Xiaoqiu's side. The tears in the corners of his eyes were not yet dry, making Lin Xiaoqiu feel very uncomfortable.

"I...well, what's the name of the person you want to save?"

Lin Xiaoqiu turned to look at Long Fan.

"Suirenshi!" Long Fan said urgently.

"Mother Houtu, has the Yuanshen of the Suiren family come to the underworld? I want to save him."

Lin Xiaoqiu looked at Houtu and asked.

"He self-destructed his soul, leaving only some fragments, but his soul is intact."

As Houtu said, he stretched out a hand to Lin Xiaoqiu.

A ball of blue gas swirled in its hands, and it turned into a little man in a short while.

The villain first bowed to Hou Tu, then glanced at Lin Xiaoqiu in confusion, because he didn't know how to address him, he only saluted, and finally he looked at Long Fan.

"Suirenshi!"

Long Fan rushed over, but as soon as it left the cover of the golden cake, its body stiffened.

The golden cake spit out a golden light at it, and its body seemed to be coated with a layer of pale gold, so that it could move freely.

"Senior Long Fan."

Suirenshi saluted Long Fan.

"I've said it all, don't call me senior! By the way, this is Patriarch Beishan, she promised me to save you!"

Long Fan couldn't wait to tell Suirenshi the good news.

"Old Ancestor? Old Ancestor! The two clans of Liches attack at the same time, and the human race is in danger. Please ask the Old Ancestor to help!"

Suirenshi knelt down in Lin Xiaoqiu's direction.

Lin Xiaoqiu pursed her lips tightly, not knowing what to say.

"Patriarch Beishan can save you, but he cannot save the entire human race. This is the destiny of the human race."

Houtu opened his mouth to relieve Lin Xiaoqiu.

The human race was in trouble, and no saint came forward to help, so the human race guessed it.

The Suiren Clan didn't know, it only thought that the ancestor of Beishan had extraordinary abilities, maybe it would be different.

Hearing Lin Xiaoqiu's answer, Suiren didn't insist.

"Suirenshi, it's okay, I will stay with you." Long Fan comforted.

"Senior Long Fan, I am ashamed of my love for you, I will definitely live and die with the human race."

Suirenshi saluted Long Fan, and immediately turned into a ball of blue gas again.

Long Fan stared at the gas, his eyes a little dull.

"Old Ancestor, let's follow Suirenshi's wishes." Houtu looked at Lin Xiaoqiu.

"Can……"

Lin Xiaoqiu looked at Long Fan.

In this way, wouldn't its efforts be in vain?
Regardless of Lin Xiaoqiu's entanglement, Houtu directly put Suirenshi's soul into the vortex to warm up.

After making a seal, it looked up at the big screen again.

"The witch-slaying sword is made from the blood of the human race, and it will eventually kill the demon race for the human race. This is the cycle of cause and effect."

Hou Tu muttered to himself, his complexion gradually tightened.

It has been sanctified and knows well that the fates of the monster clan and the witch clan are closely related. When the monster clan is destroyed, the witch clan will not be spared. It is a pity that it is powerless to stop all this.

Lin Xiaoqiu obviously didn't want to look at the screen, but her gaze involuntarily shifted there.

Even though it was just a picture, she deeply felt the cruelty of the battlefield.

She vowed secretly in her heart that she must not let such a tragedy happen in her world.

She wants to build a harmonious and beautiful home for the cubs.

"thump."

Long Fan was too seriously injured and his spiritual power was exhausted and he fainted.

Lin Xiaoqiu bid farewell to Houtu, took it back to the zoo, and let Jinbing heal it.

After it woke up, it opened its eyes, its eyes were dull, and it just lay on the ground quietly, motionless.

"Suirenshi has lost many friends and relatives. If he is the only one who survives, he will be in more pain than you are now. Do you understand?"

Lin Xiaoqiu brushed aside the hair that hit its face, and said softly.

Long Fan rolled his eyes, glanced at Lin Xiaoqiu, and quickly closed his eyes again.

Just as Lin Xiaoqiu was about to say something, the pouring rain fell heavily again.

Fortunately, the gold cake blocked her in time.

Although Long Fan didn't shed tears, the rain had already exposed his mood.

"Take it to the management room first."

Lin Xiaoqiu didn't know how to comfort the dragon, so she could only do her best to give it warmth.

"My lord, if you bring it in, it will also rain inside." Jinbing reminded.

"Ah? This..."

Lin Xiaoqiu had no choice.

She wanted to stand outside with Long Fanduo for a while, but was urged by Jinbing to go in and copy the book.

Huo Huo was lying on the table, her little head was resting on the legs stretched out in front of her, and her little tail was swinging back and forth in a slow rhythm.

It looked at Lin Xiaoqiu for a while, then turned its head to look at Long Fan outside the window.

The torrential rain continued until dawn.

Lin Xiaoqiu got tired of copying books, so she lay down on the table and fell asleep.

"Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu."

Huohuo shook Lin Xiaoqiu's arm.

"Ah?" Lin Xiaoqiu opened his eyes.

"Bai Ze and the bird are back."

Huohuo happily pointed out the window and said.

(End of this chapter)