Reborn as Xiao in another world, targeted by the little red bird

Xuan opened his palm and caught a piece of snow. He looked back in the direction he came from: "He would actually help a mortal? How bizarre."

Just as Ling said, after he flew for a distance in the direction he pointed, he caught a familiar breath. In a flash, he arrived outside a yard. At the entrance of the yard stood several ice sculptures with ice thorn flowers blooming on their bodies.

He waved his hand to smash the ice sculpture, and saw a wolf cub grinning at him, with all the hair on its body standing up.

"Blood-eyed Wolf King? Isn't this a magical beast? Where did he get it from? And there's also a wind sickle weasel at the level of a divine beast? This isn't that surprising."

Xuan didn't pay attention to Chixing's threatening growl. Every time he took a step forward, Chixing took a step back, but he refused to give way.

The people huddled in a corner of the yard looked at the newcomer in doubt and amazement. Wild animals have a strong sense of danger, and they have all witnessed the strength of the wolf cub. To be able to make it display such a posture, this person must be a strong one. They just don't know whether he is a friend or an enemy.

"Bang!" Chixing's body trembled, and it hit the wall. Then it lowered its head, and flames flowed from the corners of its mouth.

"Don't breathe fire, or the house will be on fire." At this tense moment, a voice suddenly came from the house, and then a free-range chicken walked out.

"You're finally here. I thought you were dead in some corner." Ling Xiao had just finished speaking when he saw Xuan throwing out a few small things. Its eyes lit up, and it immediately jumped up and caught these things one by one with its mouth.

"The essence of the sacred tree?! Have you been there?" Ling Xiao swallowed the whole thing, and a glowing green light began to emerge from his body. What was originally recognizable as a puppet now became more natural and realistic.

"Well, I originally thought that the fading beast tide was coming, and they would concentrate their strength, so fewer people would be sent to Huanhong City, hehe." Xuan glanced at Chi Xing, who had returned to normal and ran to the gate of the yard, squatting and pretending nothing had happened, and walked straight into the house.

"So he went there. It makes sense that he didn't rush over right away." Ling Xiao followed behind him: "Master Shenhe...how is he?"

"That God's City needs his power to maintain it, so naturally nothing will happen to it, it's just imprisoned. Speaking of which, they actually created a stable space channel, it seems that they are not completely useless." Xuan suddenly changed the subject: "How is Xiao?"

Ling Xiao turned his head away: "I can't tell you, you should go and take a look yourself."

Xuan pushed the door open, and with just one glance, his brows furrowed: "Did it still happen? But the body hasn't completely collapsed yet, what's going on?"

He walked to the bedside: "I know you can hear me, don't pretend to be dead."

"It's useless. The humans here have tried many methods, but they can't wake him up..." Before Ling Xiao finished speaking, Hong Xiao opened his eyes. He glanced to the side, then rolled to the other side of the bed wrapped in the quilt, with a look on his face that said "stay away from me". This smooth set of movements stunned Ling Xiao.

"You can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep." Xuan spread his hands and looked at Hong Xiao: "Why did you run so far? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"You can try it." Hong Xiao half-closed his green eyes and showed a small fang.

Like a little red cat with its fur standing on end, it may pounce on and scratch the flower lover's face at any time.

Why is he the same as the little wolf outside? Should we say that they are worthy of being master and servant?

Xuan complained in his heart, but waved his hand helplessly: "Stop, I'm not here to fight with you."

Seeing that the red cat's fur had calmed down a bit, he asked, "Weren't you getting along well before? Why did you fight?"

"What do you mean?" Hong Xiao looked at Xuan in confusion, and the latter pointed at the bandaged area on his body:

"If it wasn't severely damaged or even no longer existed, allowing you to completely take over the initiative of the body, how could this body show signs of collapse. But usually it collapses completely. This is the first time I have seen a half-collapse like yours."

"Body disintegrating? Why?"

"The bloodline is shaping a more suitable body for its new owner." Xuan Qianqian explained, and then asked: "So this is not because of the fight between you two?"

"That rookie is so weak that I can easily control him. It's boring to fight him. If we really want to fight, we have to wait until he becomes strong enough." As he spoke, Hong Xiao's eyes dimmed and he muttered softly, "He's a rookie, weak and playful. I don't need his concern, so he deserves it."

Hong Xiao didn't want to say more, so Xuan had to ask Ling Xiao about the situation. But at that time Ling Xiao was being chased by the giant eagle and running everywhere, so how could it know what was going on?

"If my strength was not only one tenth of what it is now, it would never have the chance to be so arrogant." When it got excited, it started to make harsh remarks.

Xuan glanced at it speechlessly, and suddenly there was the sound of a door opening behind him, as well as a whimper of grievance. Seeing the person coming, Hong Xiao stood up from the quilt at once, and when the green spear in his hand condensed into shape, he suddenly half-knelt on the bed, covering his wound, but his eyes were full of vigilance, as if he had entered a combat state.

It turned out that Ling walked in, pinching Chixing's mouth with one hand and holding the wind sickle weasel's tail with the other.

"Why are you here?" Xuan stretched out his hand to stop Ling who was trying to get closer.

"I can go wherever I want. You have no right to interfere." Ling threw the two beasts in his hands towards Hong Xiao. Hong Xiao avoided the red star, but failed to avoid the wind sickle weasel, and was knocked off the bed by it. "It seems that the little guy still remembers me."

Fortunately, the weasel was very light, and Red Xiao quickly climbed up from the bedside and sat up. The weasel fainted beside him, and Red Star lay weak, pitiful and helpless beside his legs: "What do you want to do."

Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I can no longer sense the old man's aura on you. Is it because of the phoenix feather that you have saved your life and prevented your body from completely disintegrating?"

Xuan muttered softly: "As expected of an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he can actually see these things."

"What else do you know?" After hearing these words, Hong Xiao restrained his hostility. In addition to clearing the corrosive power in his body, he was also looking for the location of his other soul. He could clearly feel the other party's existence, but he couldn't find it.

Ling asked, "Are you looking for the key?"

A hint of ferocity flashed across Hong Xiao's eyes, but he quickly hid it. He hated being called that by his other self.

"There should be a power in your body that you can't use. Try it now." Ling continued.

"I can't do it." Red Xiao answered immediately.

Since he woke up, he noticed that there was a power in his body that was completely opposite to his own, but that power did not belong to him, but to another self. But the strange thing was that the other self did not seem to realize this, and naturally did not use that power. Now the other self disappeared in his body, and the power was gone too.

"Is that so?" Ling fell into deep thought. The current situation was different from what he remembered. According to previous experience, after the key was sacrificed, the "lock" would open and the locked power would be released. This was the process of inheriting the awakening memory and power of the divine beast. Could it be that the posture of sacrifice was wrong?

After a while, He said, "In this case, why not replenish the missing vitality first, and then make plans based on the situation."

Hearing this suggestion, Hong Xiao's eyes lit up again. The state of his other self was closely related to his physical condition. After repairing his body, he might be able to come back.

"Replenish vitality? How to do it?" Xuan asked the question on behalf of Hong Xiao.

"Life for life." Ling rolled his eyes at him: "You are a soul-raising person, and you actually asked such a question."

After being reminded like this, Xuan remembered something, his expression froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "The recipe has been changed for a while, and I can't remember it for a while."

Then, he looked at Hong Xiao and said, "Let's go. If we are late, something bad will happen."

"What are you going to do?" Red Xiao stood up.

"Kill the gods." Xuan said without turning his head, "It is against etiquette to kill gods here. Let's go to another place. Follow me."

The two men and three beasts were about to leave when Ling suddenly spoke up: "You really don't consider my proposal?"

Xuan stopped and looked back at Him.

"You should know that as a newly promoted god, you can get the upper hand from those lackeys who have been gods for thousands of years because you have obtained the king's legacy."

"With two kings ruling together, you can grow stronger faster, and I can save myself the trouble of starting from scratch. If you don't cooperate, you won't be able to compete with me with your qualifications."

Xuan left a sentence "Let's talk about this matter when I can truly trust you, instead of relying on a contract to maintain trust", and left through the fresh and warm space rift.