I wanted to raise a dog, but how could I raise a dog?

Three years later, in the extreme northern snow region.

A sound as cold as the extreme cold wind resounded in the vast snow field, as if white snow was blowing, lingering around the boundless chill and piercing into the bone marrow.

"arrive."

The one who spoke was a young man who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen.He stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain with an indifferent expression, wearing a snow-white fur cloak, and a three-foot horizontal knife with a black sheath with gold patterns on his waist. His whole body almost melted into the snow scene.

The wind and snow hit his face, the bone-piercing coolness made his cheeks sting, and his nose was mostly red.But he didn't seem to be aware of it. He raised his eyes to look at a snowdrift not far away, and his dark eyes were full of cold and ruthless killing intent.

Suddenly, a small black bird flew in the air from behind, the size of two thumbs, with a plump and round body, like a fur ball covered with soot.

It flapped its small wings and flew crookedly to the young man's shoulders. Its two slender claws grabbed the fur collar of the cloak and barely stood still.Then it blinked its small golden eyes, and spit out a clear human voice from its beak: "Are you sure this is it? Didn't you reborn in Lingxu Sect? Why do soul fragments float so far? This is almost to death gone."

Hearing the word "rebirth", the boy touched the horizontal knife at his waist, his eyes were cold.

That's right, three years ago, he was reborn.

In his previous life, after he blew himself up, he opened his eyes and went back to the time when he first entered the realm of comprehension only seventeen years ago.

He suddenly thought it was an illusion before he died, but after meeting familiar people and encountering things he had experienced, he confirmed the fact of his rebirth.

At this time, he hadn't grown up yet, hadn't met any enemies, and hadn't lost his family, everything seemed so perfect.

Except for Hei Que, who was reborn with him, and lost most of his soul.

But being able to live a new life, these problems are trivial.

"There are only 36 demon caves left, and this is the only one left." The young man patted lightly, flicked the black sparrow off his shoulder with fingers wearing plain white gloves, and said coldly: "Stay away, dirty."

The black bird's chubby body was directly thrown into the snowdrift, and it was so angry that it fluttered its wings, which were not as big as its body, and flew up and cursed: "You fart, I just washed it with snow."

Looking at the anger in Hei Que's small eyes, the boy's voice was like snowflakes falling on the stone surface, and said lightly, "Snow is dirty."

"What dirty snow, how can such white snow be dirty, Lin Yu'an, you just despise me, right!"

Hei Que yelled loudly, wishing to kick Lin Yu'an's face, but he didn't expect the other party to nod slowly, and said seriously: "Yes."

"...I won't play with you anymore."

The slightly coquettish tone was directly ignored by Lin Yu'an. He took off his gloves and unbuttoned his cloak, revealing a round collar robe with gold pattern on a white background, and walked towards the snowdrift.

"When are you coming out?" Black Sparrow felt that the cold air was going to penetrate his feathers.

The horizontal knife came out of its sheath from the waist, and a cold light of the knife reflected in the air, almost splitting the snowflakes in the air.

"A quarter of an hour," he said.

"A quarter of an hour? There are more than 30 third-rank monsters in this magic cave, and there is a fourth-rank demon cultivator. If you can get rid of me within a quarter of an hour, I will eat that stone." Black Sparrow looked for a bump. Gao Shi, with his little paws making a "snap, slap, slap" sound, his tone full of distrust.

Lin Yuan paused, swung a knife to split the high rock, and threw a fist-sized gravel over: "This one is enough."

After all, he cut the white snow with his knife, and the aura of his body rose little by little with his steps, like an invisible wave blocking the surrounding wind and snow, shocking the world, and breaking the phantom formation in front of the snowdrift, revealing the real dark cave .

Hei Que's small eyes twitched, looking at the stone in front of him that was ten times bigger than himself, silently covered his face with his wings, and thought: If you eat this, the bird will die.

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It has been three days since Xiefeng was arrested and used as a Shilaozi furnace.

For three days, he was tied up and hung by his limbs in this room without a drop of water entering.

Fortunately, becoming a furnace seems to require some steps, so although he was so thin that he almost collapsed in the past three days, fortunately he was not destroyed by the claws of the devil, and his butt was lost.

Facing him in the room was a huge bronze mirror, polished extremely smooth, fully reflecting his face.

In the mirror is a young man who looks extremely soft, but his fifteen-year-old appearance is more beautiful than flowers. His long black curly hair almost wraps him, making him more delicate and charming.

Lowering his head and letting his long hair cover his face, Xiefeng hid in the darkness with bloodthirsty and gloomy eyes.

If he hadn't been inexplicably sealed after he left that place, how could these mere third- and fourth-rank demon cultivators catch him, and even plot against him?

Xiefeng has always hated his weak appearance, if it wasn't for his charming appearance, he wouldn't have entered the tiger's den as soon as he left the dragon pond.

Thinking that he would be reduced to that wild boar-like furnace, Xiefeng's eyes were scarlet and almost bleeding, covering his slender figure with a layer of coldness.

Suddenly, there were bursts of screams from outside the gate behind him, like howling like a ghost.

He turned his head slightly to let his long hair slide aside, revealing a golden-red feather behind his ear.

The feathers are as long as a finger, rooted in the skin behind the ears, grow down close to the hairline, and are covered by the long hair; the feathers are red on the outside and golden on the inside, as if they have absorbed blood, with a gorgeous luster, which is better than the best silk in the world. Satin should also be glossy and smooth.

Without the cover of long hair, the sound came into the ears more clearly.Xiefeng's ears moved slightly, and he heard the screams from far to near, which were endless like Shura's hell.

He frowned, even though he knew that his limbs were restrained and unable to move, he still tensed his whole body muscles and looked vigilant.

After a few breaths, the outside world became silent, and the stagnant air made him a little uneasy.The sweat oozing from his forehead wet his curly hair, and it stuck to his skin, making him a little irritable.

Just when he was about to be exhausted by the death-like silence, a huge figure smashed open the door, flew in at a speed that left only afterimages, and slammed into the bronze mirror with a "boom!" Among the nearby stone walls, it is tens of feet deep!

Opening his mouth in surprise, Xiefeng thought to himself, if he read correctly, the pig-headed man who crashed into the rock wall with a big hole in his chest and looked lifeless seemed to be Moxiu who caught him back. He is also the boss of this magic cave.

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

Steady footsteps sounded outside the door, approaching this place a little bit, like a harbinger of death.

Xiefeng turned his back to the gate, facing the black hole smashed by Moxiu, a bloodthirsty light gradually appeared in his eyes that did not match his appearance.

If you really want to attack me, at worst, you will die...

Suddenly, a pair of slender and straight legs stood behind him.

Reflected in the mirror, the smooth lines of the legs wrapped in cloth seemed to contain infinite power, and a horizontal knife with a cold light stood beside the legs, dripping blood and wet the ground.

It also made Xiefeng's heartbeat speed up inexplicably.

For some reason, he suddenly turned around and saw a very beautiful and cold face.

Rumo's long hair is straight and smooth, tied on the top of the head with a golden jade hair crown; the scattered hair on the forehead and temples makes the skin more tender, like a white cloud blown away by the morning wind, trying to sink the whole person inside; The eyebrows of Yuanshan are swept upwards, the pupils of Xingyu are in the middle, the nose is like hanging gall, and the lips are like cinnabar.

Obviously bringing a little smile will surely hook people's hearts and souls away, but they still press their thin lips tightly, and the drooping corners of the mouth are as cold as the arc of the tip of a knife.

Fortunately, there was a red mole on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have congealed thousands of blood, so red that it was evil, adding two points of coldness to his face like snow on the cold mountain.

This seems to have condensed the face of 36 mountain wind and snow, and in an instant, Xiefeng's thoughts were taken away, making his heart stop for an instant, and then beat at a faster speed, almost with an inexplicable feeling in his head. Emotion jumped out of his throat.

Taking a breath of cool air, Xiefeng's eyes widened.

No trace of charm!Could it be the lineage of the nine-tailed demon fox? !

Although he didn't smell any evil spirit, the alarm bells were still ringing in his mind.

He clenched his fists tightly, pursed his lips and said nothing, the vigilance in his eyes was as deep as the waves of the sea.

He wanted to ask who the other party was, but the man holding the blood-dripping long knife spoke first, his voice was as cold as ice scum, and there was a little bit of astonishment: "Xiefeng?"

Xiefeng bit his lips to reveal pale tooth marks, his gaze was like a small animal lost in the jungle, vigilant and somewhat disgusted: "You know me?" Could it be the subordinate sent by that person?

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the other party put a knife across his neck, overflowing with murderous aura, the cold knife almost cut his throat open.

Xiefeng's body trembled, and an inexplicable sense of grievance gushed out of his eyes, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"Tick...tick..."

Lin Yu'an held the knife in astonishment: I don't seem to have done anything yet.

Xiefeng was also shocked by his own tears, unable to react for a while.

For some reason, when this person released his killing intent on him, a sense of sadness that was so strong that it almost tore the heart burst through the eye sockets, and condensed into a scalding liquid that slid down his cheeks.

So he lowered his head in embarrassment, closed his eyes tightly to prevent tears from pouring out, and frantically searched for relevant knowledge in his mind.

Q: What charm makes people want to cry?

Answer: The search has no results.

On the other side, seeing the weak appearance of the young boy crying innocently, Lin Yuan was momentarily at a loss.

Xiefeng in memory, is it like this?

But why is he so weak and timid now?

But those red feathers behind the ears are too eye-catching and iconic, no one else will have them except him.And the eyebrows, facial features, everything is the same as Xiefeng in memory.

This person is definitely Xiefeng when he was young!

After confirming this, Lin Yu'an's eyes were filled with blood, and he remembered the scene when he let go of the bowstring expressionlessly when he died; he remembered that he obeyed the order of the banquet halberd, and sealed off the Thirteen Mountains with one arrow, bringing Linfu the death penalty. Disasters, thousands of people wailing, blood flowing in rivers and rivers.

The endless killing intent roared in his chest, which made Lin Yu'an's hand holding the knife almost unsteady.The sharp blade cut a deep hole in Xiefeng Bainen's slender neck, and blood flowed down.

But, you can't kill him...

Lin Yu'an closed her eyes, and clearly felt that a fragment of her own soul had merged into Xiefeng's soul.The weight of this piece of debris is the sum of the pieces found before, which is close to half of the lost piece.

If he was killed, the fragment that had been integrated into his soul would also fall into reincarnation, and the chance of finding it would be greatly reduced.

He doesn't want to waste time.

So Lin Yu'an took a deep breath to hold back the killing intent, even though the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, he swung his knife to cut off the chains around him.He looked down at Xiefeng who had fallen to the ground, his eyes were cold: "Why are you here? Where is the banquet halberd?"

Xiefeng blinked away the tears from his eyes, keenly aware of Lin Yuan's hatred when he pronounced the name.So his thoughts flashed, and he denied it: "Who is the Yanji?"

Lin Yu'an's mind was confused, and he didn't find anything wrong, but Xiefeng's ears twitched slightly after he finished speaking, and he heard abnormal movements coming from the deep pit on the stone wall.

Before he could make a sound, a black light shot out in an instant, piercing Lin Yu'an's abdomen in an instant!

"puff--!"

Suddenly spouting a big mouthful of blood, Lin Yuan was unsteady due to the inertia, and fell to the ground with a thud, her clean white clothes were immediately stained with blood.

The effect of the "charming technique" identified by Xiefeng is doubled at this moment, and he feels that his heart has also been pierced. The pain caused his tears to flow down again, moistening his peach-like face.

He hastily rushed to Lin Yuan's side to hug him up, and covered the fist-sized hole in the opponent's abdomen with his hands, his voice trembling as if he couldn't suppress the inexplicable panic in his heart: "Hey, hey, how are you, don't die !"

The charm has not been lifted, this person cannot die!

He always felt that this person must have superb charm skills, and if he died, others would definitely not be able to untie him.

"Cough, let go..."

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Lin Yu'an frowned and wanted to stand up on her elbows, but found that she was so badly injured that she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Falling softly into Xiefeng's arms, Lin Yu'an noticed the big drops of tears falling on his face, and the humiliation that almost made him furious was born in his heart!

The son of a mere feast!How dare he!

"There's too much blood, you, don't move around!" Xiefeng yelled loudly while shedding tears while struggling to cover the wound on Lin Yu'an's stomach.Even though he was doing a strong move, his face was full of grievances.

"Haha...cough cough cough..."

A gloomy voice sounded from the deep pit, and a fat and huge body staggered out, with a smug smile on its ugly face: "I didn't expect that, I still have a hand. Hahaha, you want to kill me, the immortal demon lord!" , you are still a little tender!"

That Moxiu wanted to continue talking, but saw the little beauty he had brought back suddenly turned her head, her pretty eyes were full of shocking killing intent.

Those plump red lips that I had been thinking about for a long time opened and closed, spit out a rage: "You die!"

The voice exploded in his ears, and the demon cultivator paused for a while, and felt a strong strange fire in his body for no reason, burning from his soul to his body, covering his entire huge body in an instant!

"boom--!"

With a loud noise, Moxiu, who was proud of his successful counter-kill, exploded into dust and smoke in front of the two of them in an instant, and flesh and blood rained down in the cave on the rocky wall.