How to Feed a Main Character [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Zibai's fingers were cold, but Tang Lin's palms were warm. Amid the clamor of other Lingshan Sword Sect members setting up formations, they held each other's hands tightly, as if all the troubles had left them for a moment. away.It was clear that there was a desert with rolling yellow sand in front of him, and the rough and unrestrained wind was in his ears, but Tang Lin unconsciously lowered his eyes, feeling that the years are quiet and beautiful, that's all.

In the wind and sand whistling all over the sky, Xiao Zibai suddenly raised his head, and asked Tang Lin with some doubts: "Did you hear any sound?"

……sound?Tang Lin came back to his senses, frowned and looked far into the sky.

The clouds in the sky were vaguely covered with a layer of dark red, the howling wind gradually became like howling, and large drops of raindrops fell heavily from the blood-colored clouds.Tang Lin stretched out his hand, caught a drop of rain, and carefully rolled it on his fingertips, then wrinkled the tip of his nose involuntarily: in this red drop of rain, he vaguely smelled stale blood.

Obviously, Tang Lin was not the only one who smelled the blood in the rain. There were whispers among Ling Shan's disciples one after another. Everyone was guessing the origin of the blood rain, and the crowd inevitably became commotion.

Elder Wu, who led the team, frowned when he saw this, and shouted angrily, "Calm down! Why panic! It's just rain of blood!"

"Whenever it rains in this desert, it's all rain like this. If it rains next time, you'll be afraid of it. Why don't you go to any secret realm for trials, and go back to the sect as soon as possible! Don't make us linger Shan is embarrassing in front of outsiders!" As he said this, he deliberately glanced at Tang Lin, an "outsider".

Tang Lin slightly raised his eyebrows, half amused and half surprised to find that the threat was very effective, those Ling Shan disciples quickly quieted down, and most of them even tried their best to look fearless.From time to time, someone secretly looked at him out of the corner of their eyes, obviously wanting to know the reaction of Tang Lin, an "outsider".

Xiao Zibai stood up in front of Tang Lin with a frown, and stared back at those peeking eyes one by one. Seeing that no one was looking at them, he was quietly relieved, and turned his head to look at Tang Lin with some embarrassment. Pro.Tang Lin reluctantly smiled at him, but his expression was somewhat sad.

"Many people have died here, many, many people." Tang Lin said softly, he half-raised his eyes and stared at the gloomy sky, looking a little lost: "...and more demons, demon clans, Or spirit beasts...

…whatever he was, he died a lot anyway, more than the dead humans. "

He squatted down, stretched out his hand and scratched lightly on the gravel all over the ground, and when he opened his hand to Xiao Zibai to see, there were a few dark bloodstains on his porcelain-white skin: "These, and God The blood raining up and down is not blood, but resentment."

Condensed into a substantial resentment belonging to the dead of the two races.

"This is not normal." Xiao Zibai said affirmatively. He watched Tang Lin pull out a silk handkerchief to wipe off the blood on his hands, and then stuffed back half of the fine cloth that he took out in his hand with some regret: " Most of the places where so many human races and monsters have died are very old battlefields. The dead souls on the battlefield have a murderous aura, but they rarely have resentment, not to mention this kind of resentment that has condensed into a rain of blood. It may not be here at all. A battlefield, but an execution ground, a mass grave, or something like that?"

Tang Lin shook his head, and said angrily and amusedly: "You are still a cultivator. Since when have there been execution grounds and mass graves in the realm of cultivation? Except for the war between two groups of people, such as the war between human beings and demons, the realm of cultivation What kind of fight can gather so many people. Even if two sects fight each other, counting the disciples of the outer sect and the inner sect doing miscellaneous work and sweeping the floor, the sky-high number does not exceed [-], and the dead human race here alone is already More than a hundred thousand."

Hearing this, Xiao Zibai was stunned, and continued with a wry smile: "Then I understand why the human race has gradually declined after the Human-Monster War. This battle probably wiped out more than half of the cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds. I don’t know how many sects have lost their inheritance.”

The sect broke the lineage?Then do you know how many monster race species were completely wiped out after that war?If the human race is "declining", what is the monster race that is lingering now?Is it not far from death?

Tang Lin was inexplicably angry, stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body indifferently, and said to Xiao Zibai lightly: "When I return to the sect in a few days, maybe I can ask my uncle about it. story."

The focus of his words is not on "uncle teacher" or "story", but on "returning to the sect".Obviously, Xiao Zibai heard this, and he hurriedly asked Tang Lin: "Why are you going back to the clan all of a sudden? I haven't heard you say it before..." What kind of monster race, what kind of resentment war? At this moment, they were all thrown aside by Xiao Zibai.

Tang Lin glanced at him, and his rosy lips curled slightly, provoking a smile that was not a smile: "I thought this was obvious?"

He raised his arm, controlled the bird to jump up, and then slowly stroked the gorgeous feathers.Seeing his movements, Xiao Zibai at the side gradually remembered that Tang Lin was a disciple of the Beastmaster Sect after all, and this time the trial in the secret realm itself included members of the Beastmaster Sect.

"...You mean, you will leave here and go back to the Beast Sect as soon as the people from your sect arrive?" Xiao Zibai spoke slowly, scrutinizing Tang Lin's expression carefully. As soon as it was lifted, the bird body flapped its wings and flew far into the sky.He squinted his eyes halfway, watching his bird body gradually fly away, and a real smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"No." Tang Lin said, his smile became brighter and brighter, and for a moment he didn't even look like a monster—but such a Tang Lin made Xiao Zibai unconsciously shake his head—Tang Lin lifted Lifting his chin, he said to Xiao Zibai with a smile, "They've arrived."

Xiao Zibai turned his head suddenly, and saw a huge floating shuttle piercing through the void, coming covered with gold, a halo of light flowed on the huge shuttle body, and the mark of the beast control sect was deeply engraved on the shuttle body On it, it seemed that some kind of dark red flame was burning.

The tuanzi skimmed across the rolling sand hills lightly, circled the shuttle for a while, then flew back from a distance, and crashed into Tang Lin's room under Xiao Zibai's dumbfounded gaze. in vivo!Tang Lin gently raised his hand, a white flame bloomed in his palm, and was snuffed out again silently.The spiritual power of the fire exploded the moment he extinguished the flame, suspended and wrapped around Tang Lin's body, wrapping him into a dazzling light cocoon.

Tang Lin blinked at Xiao Zibai, and the light cocoon formed by the fire attribute spiritual power around his body was completely integrated into his body in an instant, and a pair of golden and red wings suddenly spread from Tang Lin's back.

——He grew a pair of wings!

The wings were purely made of flames, and every tiny feather was shining with brilliance. Tang Lin waved his wings unskillfully, and the bright flames drifted down from the feathers like stars. When it reached the ground, it had already turned into pure spiritual power, and was brought into the wings by Tang Lin again.

Xiao Zibai was dazzled by the sidelines, hating himself for not being able to grow a pair of ice wings.

Tang Lin's eyes turned slightly, and he saw Xiao Zibai's expression in his eyes, so he suddenly felt that it was not useless to fill in the many "human transformation methods" in order to save people, and his mood suddenly improved a lot of.

He flapped his wings lightly, and flew far into the sky with a "swish".

Xiao Zibai, who was left in place without a doubt: ...

Feeling the deep resentment in Xiao Zibai's heart, Tang Lin happily decided not to care about what he said just now: Anyway, thinking about it now, what Xiao Zibai said was not completely wrong. Many great powers of the human race died.After careful calculation, no one side seems to be the real winner in the battle between the monsters. The human race gradually declined, the monster race survived, and even the world itself was severely damaged.

So why did you fight this battle in the first place?In order to compete for resources?Where is the luck of the two races?But judging from the results of the war, although the Monster Race was defeated, the Human Race did not achieve their wish.

Tang Lin flew to the flying shuttle not far away in contemplation, and watched the huge shuttle slowly docking on the sand. The elder returned to the team by the way, but suddenly found Xiao Zibai crookedly flying towards him with his sword.

...The third level of foundation building is the sword?Is this too much of a stretch...

Tang Lin flapped his wings in surprise and flew to Xiao Zibai's side, and asked him, "What's wrong with you?" Xiao Zibai jerkyly manipulated the flying sword under his feet, and managed to answer Tang Lin: "I'm just here Let me ask you... where did the dumpling go?"

Yo, finally remember me?Tang Lin raised his eyebrows, and answered him with deep meaning: "Tuanzi has become one with me."

Xiao Zibai was bewildered: "...huh?"

Tang Lin didn't explain much, he patted Xiao Zibai's shoulder directly, and flew away unsteadily, Xiao Zibai touched the shoulder that Tang Lin had patted, and froze for a moment in the air, then "Pounced " With a sound, he fell headfirst into the vast sea of ​​sand.

Tang Lin quietly witnessed all this from the corner of his eye: "Pfft."

He flew over to pull Xiao Zibai out of the sand, and saw Xiao Zibai's slightly flushed face without any surprise.Tang Lin coughed lightly, patted the sand on Xiao Zibai's clothes, and comforted him: "For things like Yujian flying, it is inevitable that you are not proficient at the beginning. It doesn't matter, just fly more. " After a pause, Tang Lin said comfortingly: "It's already pretty good that the foundation building triple can fly, really."

Xiao Zibai was so ashamed that he wanted to die, he wished he could get himself into the sand, and at the same time, he once again strengthened his determination to catch up with Tang Lin as soon as possible.

Tang Lin didn't know his psychology, and kindly gave Xiao Zibai a ride, and sent him back to the Xinghe Shuo of Lingshan Sword Sect.Not knowing that this made Xiao Zibai even more ashamed, feeling that he was useless, and from then on he practiced harder and harder, he just subconsciously still loves Xiao Zibai as a child, forgetting that he has grown up from time to time, He was no longer satisfied with taking shelter under Tang Lin's wings, and even hoped that he could protect him instead.

So at night, Tang Lin quietly controlled the bird's body to get out of the flying shuttle of the Beast Controlling Sect, and quietly went to the Xinghe Shuo of the Lingshan Sword Sect to find Xiao Zibai, what he saw was Xiao Zibai's feet Stepping on the flying sword, flying into the sky again and again, and falling down in embarrassment again and again.

The yellow sand in the desert was rough, and Xiao Zibai fell down so high again and again, that he couldn't completely protect himself with his foundation-building third-level cultivation base, and his skin was scratched several times, although healed up quickly, still Inevitably, some fine blood-red ice crystals fell on the sand.Tang Lin folded his wings and watched Xiao Zibai keep flying up and falling in silence, Yu Jian's posture gradually changed from jerky to proficient, but he never stood up, just kept watching and watching.

Tang Linfang didn't flap his wings until Xiao Zibai seemed to turn back to the Xinghe Shuo when a ray of light appeared from the sky at the beginning of the rising sun.He retracted his consciousness into his body, turned out all the things in his storage bag, touched a bottle of trauma medicine in it ponderously, and put it down again hesitantly.

He got up and walked out of his room.

It is said to be a room, but it is actually a bamboo house, which is located in a green bamboo sea.There is only this one room in the sparse bamboo forest, and there are still some young shoots growing on the edge of the corner. Anyone who looks at it will never imagine that this bamboo house and the whole bamboo sea are not located in the outside world. But in a small corner of the floating shuttle.

I have to admit that the Beast Sect is indeed much richer than the Lingshan Sword Sect.The flying shuttle itself is several times more expensive than the Xinghe Shuttle, and the interior of the shuttle has been expanded into a small cave. Tang Lin lives here quite comfortably, if it weren't for the fact that there was a Xiao Zi in the Lingshan Sword Sect Bai, he will never have any nostalgia for the Xinghe Shuo of Lingshan Sword Sect.

After taking two steps, he turned around and turned into a big bird with gorgeous feathers. He flapped his wings and went straight to the sky. He flew all the way across the bamboo sea, desert and grassland, and finally stopped in a mountain forest.After Tang Lin turned around in the forest for a few times, his eyes fell on a cave. He flapped his wings and flew over, tapped on the cave with his claws, and said, "Elder Huang? Elder Huang, are you there?" ?”

There was a baby-like roar of a tiger coming from the cave, Tang Lin was silent for a moment, and added: "...I don't understand the tiger's language."

"I'm inside! Wait a minute, I'll be out soon." This time the voice came from a clear boyish voice, with a hint of drowsiness. Yawning slowly came out.

——Oh, you can't call him Erhuang now, he is Huang Leshan, the Elder of the Yaofeng of the Royal Beast Sect.

In fact, when he first learned about Erhuang's true race, Tang Lin refused in his heart.In his imagination, the monster race based on the tiger should be a muscular and muscular burly man, eight feet tall and half a ton in weight, but Huang Leshan looks like a tender little boy of thirteen or fourteen. She has no power at all, her arms are tender and full of flesh, and when she smiles, there will be a slight dimple on her cheek.

But after thinking about Huang Leshan's prototype, Tang Lin was not too surprised by his human appearance: he was obviously a tiger, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked more like a cat.

Huang Leshan came out of the cave, saw the eyes of Huayu Big Bird in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment: "Why are you looking at me like this! I'm very powerful! Look at me carefully, I will bite you!"

While speaking, he tried his best to look fierce, and grinned at Tang Lin, accidentally showing two cute little canine teeth, and suddenly looked even less imposing.

Tang Lin tried his best to hold back his laughter, and replied solemnly: "Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked at you that way." Then he honestly lowered his eyes, showing a gesture of deep repentance.Huang Leshan was satisfied now, clapped his hands and said, "Tell me, what are you looking for?"

"I just want to ask... a human race I know always heals quickly after being injured. Is this normal?"

Huang Leshan rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment and said: "This is not normal, but it is not very special either. Ordinary innate spirit bodies will have various effects, and this kind of wound healing is just one of them." He glanced at Tang Lin, and pointedly said: "Although he healed quickly, it doesn't mean that this person will be immortal. As long as he stabs the heart with a sword, he can still..."

"That's not what I meant!" Tang Lin interrupted him irritably: "No matter how you look at it, I will never do anything to hurt him!"

"You don't know, what about him?" Huang Leshan smiled softly, finally showing some indifference accumulated over thousands of years in his eyes, the indifference expression was exactly the same as that of Kong Liu back then: "I just remind you, if There really is a day when you need to kill a person with a special physique, then you must remember to stab the heart."

Tang Lin was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "...I just want to ask, will that person feel very painful when he is continuously injured and healed like this?"

Huang Leshan couldn't help being silent when he heard this, he looked up at Tang Lin, and didn't answer Tang Lin's question, but asked him directly: "Does he know you are a demon?"

Tang Lin's face turned pale, and he said sadly: "He didn't know, he even thought that Tuanzi and I were the relationship between the master and the spiritual pet."

"Then what is his attitude towards your two bodies? How about the 'master', and what about the 'spiritual pet'? Does he treat the 'spiritual pet' as a 'person'?" Huang Leshan asked sharply. He took a careful look at Tang Lin, as if he wanted to see something from his bird face.

"..." Tang Lin fell into silence again, his three claws gripping the rock tightly, and his sharp toenails carved several white marks on the rock.

He wanted to refute Huang Leshan's words, but he couldn't help thinking of Xiao Zibai's ignoring Tuanzi again and again. It might be a coincidence once or twice, but... so many times?

Does anyone really think of a bird as family?Even if it is a human bird?As for himself, even if he can transform into a human form, he is still a different kind in his bones.

With a "click", Tang Lin unconsciously grabbed a small piece of the rock.

Huang Leshan shook his head and said to him: "When you are injured, everyone will suffer from pain. Regardless of your physical condition, the pain is the same. When you are healed, you will not feel any pain at all. At most, it will only be a slight itching. But what I am worried about is , I don’t feel pain when he is injured, but you feel pain when you see him being injured.”

He jumped onto the rock, squatted beside Tang Lin, and stroked his feathers clumsily: "I don't object to you making friends with him, it's just true, there are very few good things for monsters who talk to people." The end. It’s not that there are no human beings who don’t discriminate against monster races, there are, but there are too few, too few, too few... I’m not sure if you can meet them, it’s too difficult, and it’s more difficult than living as a monster race in It is many times more difficult in the world.”

"You have been walking around in the cultivation world for a while, have you seen other monster races?" Huang Leshan asked, Tang Lin thought about it, and immediately remembered the fox monster he saw in the market that day, and nodded hesitantly nodded.

Huang Leshan snorted coldly: "When you saw them, what did they look like? Can you tell the difference between them and the human race at a glance? Have you ever seen those races that are fluffy with beautiful tails and fur? ? Fox demon? Cat demon? Maybe wolf?"

He said, sneered: "You know why they look like that, it's because the human race likes it!"

Hearing such a statement, Tang Lin gradually had an ominous premonition, and he said anxiously: "Why do you want to please the human race...Could it be...Could it be..."

"It's just what you think." Huang Leshan said coldly, he cruelly pierced through the confusion in front of Tang Lin's eyes: "Those monster races are mostly the pets of the human race, and the demon pills are banned, so they can't use magic spells." , Show off your ears and tail so that those human races can have fun!"

"We tried to save them, but they were happy with their own lives, thinking that they didn't need to be rescued at all, and they were extremely satisfied with the state of being able to live comfortably in bed with others... They are not monsters, not even one, they are just human monsters After the great war, it’s just that the beasts with intelligence have been activated one after another.” Huang Leshan said blankly, “Do you want to live like them?”

He took a look at Tang Lin, and continued: "Even if you think about it, it's impossible. Humans like furry animals. A bird like you can only open its screen at most, and you have no interest in bed. If you are arrested, nine Nine times it will become a magic weapon material, and there is no possibility of becoming a demon pet."

"I'd rather die!" Tang Linheng said, flapping his wings, turning his head to avoid looking at Huang Leshan: "I will never fall to that point...never."

He paused, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally said: "Xiao Zibai won't treat me as that kind of demon pet."

"Yeah, he won't treat you as a demon pet, because he just treats you as a pet. A very loyal, very smart, and very useful pet." Huang Leshan said sarcastically, he glanced at Tang Lin, and whispered Said: "Think about it, it's not that I'm talking too much here, but if he knows your true identity, will he treat you like a person?"

He intentionally emphasized the articulation of that "person".

Tang Lin lost his mind for a while, Huang Leshan looked at him, and rubbed the feathers on his head soothingly: "Okay, you go back, it doesn't matter if you want to make friends, just don't reveal your identity."

Then Huang Leshan slid down from the cave, yawned lazily, changed back to that sleepy and harmless look, and walked slowly back into the cave.Tang Lin was left standing blankly outside the cave, watching the stars gradually appearing all over the sky, lost his senses for a long time.