Raising a junior brother to counterattack

The little demon blinked, everything happened so fast, his too simple brain couldn't even react, he could only stare blankly at the void that had been shining brilliantly before but was now empty.

After a while, he seemed to react suddenly, as if a switch had been pressed, and the muscles on his scorched face moved strangely, forming an unspeakable expression.

He turned over with his paws on his body, crawled towards the shattered eggshell, and dragged out a long bloodstain.

After finally climbing to the gray-white eggshell, he blinked his copper bell eyes: "Egg...Eggy?"

no respond.

"God Huai?"

"God Huai?"

"God Huai?"

It was still dead silent.

"Shen Huai, please take care of me!" The little demon looked around, looking hopefully, as if the other party was idly leaning on some ancient tree, and would suddenly respond with a chuckle.

But no, nothing, no response.

Suddenly, a cool and comfortable evening wind blew, and a few small pieces of eggshells were rolled up and flew away.

The little demon trembled all over, he didn't know where the strength came from, he quickly got up and chased in the direction of the eggshell that was swept away.

It was only after he finally grasped those eggshells that he lost his strength and fell down, but his two little paws were still tightly clenched into a little fist.

The fleshy palm was scratched by the sharp edge of the eggshell, but he didn't feel it at all. Instead, he blew into the palm very carefully: "Xiao Chen, the balls don't hurt."

However, immediately, as if thinking of something, he held the eggshell and ran back.

It's a pity that almost all the scattered eggshells were blown away, leaving only a few scattered pieces.

The little demon picked them up carefully.

Then search all over the mountains, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain...

In the end, it wasn't until they ran all over the mountain and dug every inch of ground that the little demon raced back to the ruined temple and lay down on the ground.

With a very serious face, he carefully placed all the eggshells on the soft dry grass.

Then he stretched out his paws and pieced them together bit by bit, muttering to himself while doing so: "Shen Huai, so you are a bird, show me if you will turn into a red bird in the future, I like it very much."

"Look, anyway, you don't have a hen to hatch, you are the same as me, father doesn't love mother, we are all thrown away. Then I don't want them, okay, I just want God!"

"Shen Huai, I will protect you well, hatch you, and raise you up."

"Shen Huai, why don't you answer me?"

There was no response, but he still rambled on:

"Shen Huai, what will you eat after you become a bird?"

"Millet? Nuts? Or..." He tilted his head: "Or... eggs?"

"Why don't you talk, I have to find something delicious for you first, so as not to be hungry in time."

.........

The little demons chatted endlessly, as if this could prove that the other party still existed.

His mouth was still very sharp, completely gone from his previous clumsiness, until——

The shape of an egg in the hand is basically formed.

It's just that the shell of this egg has countless hollows, and a large piece is missing in the middle - obviously the egg shell he picked up is not complete, so it cannot be assembled into a complete egg.

The little demons stared blankly at the shattered egg body in front of them. After a long time, they blinked and realized belatedly——

... Can't fight back, can't fight back into an egg, can't fight back, can't fight back again.

Suddenly, as if all hopes were shattered, and as if he finally realized the fact that the other party no longer existed, the little demon suddenly tightened his claws, but his arms were empty, he burst into tears, and went up Out of breath:

"Shen Huai, am I very stupid? I can't even protect your shell!"

"Shen Huai, don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not stupid anymore, you should answer me."

"Shen Huai, I will never call you Eggy again."

"Never run away alone again."

"Don't ignore me, okay, I'm so scared!"

"Shen Huai... Shen Huai..."

"Shenhuai..."

However, whether it was the howling at the beginning, or the soft sobbing after losing strength, Shen Huai couldn't hear it.

At this moment, he only felt headache, bone pain, and body pain.

The surrounding area was full of flames, billowing smoke and dust, beams of houses were constantly being burned down, and the black smoke choked people to tears, but suddenly a piece of broken clothes protruded from the scorched ruins. forearm.

It was a young man's hand, but half of the young man's whiteness and roundness were not visible. Instead, it was scorched black and horrible, and the nails were full of mud and blood.

Grabbing the mouth of the well with that hand, he struggled to get out.

What came out was a young man with disheveled hair and dirty clothes, about ten years old, unkempt and unkempt, making it hard to see the expression on his face.

As soon as he came out, he lay down by the well as if he was exhausted. He didn't care about the fire on one side, and only took a few deep breaths.

Then, it seemed that he finally regained some strength. After looking around, he began to straighten his robe and long hair.

Amidst the raging fire and thick smoke, there was a young boy who was taking care of himself carefully, risking his life.

This situation is really speechless.

Is this the rhythm of shamelessness?

After he finally cleared himself out of his personal appearance under limited conditions, he had time to investigate his situation.

After checking, a wry smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

——The spiritual power is empty, the soul is damaged, and cannot be used, and the cultivation base of hundreds of years has been lost.

It was really a miscalculation, according to his original estimate, although the condensed attack would cause some damage to himself, it should not be serious, and it would only take a few more years for them to come back.

After all, the little demons cared about and liked him so stupidly but stubbornly. Although it moved him, it was not enough to make him pay for himself in order to protect the other party. He could take the risk to do this. This move is the limit.

Unexpectedly, Dai Fuhua was so abnormal, vowing to put the little demon to death, never ending death, forcing him to finally burn his soul, turn into a phoenix fire, and fight to the death.

Although the result was that Dai Fuhua was severely injured and the little demons were saved, but he was not much better—hundreds of years of cultivation were reduced to nothing, even his soul was damaged to this point, and he was on the verge of death.

What is the soul?

This is the essence of a high-level monk's cultivation.

After the establishment of the foundation, the consciousness will be cultivated. After the golden elixir, the whole body will form a golden elixir. After the Yuanying, the shattered elixir will become a baby. After the transformation, the baby will be in human form, which is almost the same as the person itself, which is the soul.

At this time, the physical body is nothing more than a vessel to hold the soul, and after it is destroyed, it is necessary to create another one or take another one away.

But the damage to the soul is a serious matter. The cause of Shen Huai's death in the melee of the three clans was that Hou Tu's sword hit the soul directly, causing it to be completely damaged, and the body was destroyed along with it.

When he became an egg, the first 50 years of coma were to restore his soul in the egg body, and after waking up, he only had to wait for a flesh body to hatch.

In fact, Shenhuai was indeed about to wait until that time, but he never expected——

Thieves God actually gave him such a bird accident.

Thinking of this, Shen Huai couldn't help thinking, the rumors about him in the mainland were so reckless, arrogant and belligerent, it was really too distorted.

In order to save a cub of a foreign race, he used all his cultivation bases. He is simply a moral model of self-sacrifice and selfless dedication, okay?

He sighed for a long time, and suddenly thought that the little demons are so stupid, why would they hold their paws and wait by the side, then when Da Fuhua woke up, wouldn't his sacrifice be in vain?

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help laughing again, what was he really thinking, he couldn't be so stupid, the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages could be wiped out by stupidity.

Instead of worrying about the little demons, he might as well worry about himself. Now he might have to start all over again.

Then, he checked the qualifications of this body, and as a result... the bitterness at the corner of his mouth became more and more serious.

As long as his soul damage is slightly less, he will not choose such a body to take away.

Three spirit roots of wood, fire and earth, this kind of aptitude of the worst street, at least he should be lucky that he still has spiritual roots, isn't it a mortal body that cannot be cultivated?

Fortunately, Shen Huai is open-minded and tenacious by nature, otherwise, in the current situation, an ordinary person would probably be stunned to death.

At this time, suddenly a few brilliant sword lights rushed over, piercing the night sky.

Walking with a sword is the most common way for monks to travel, so it is not surprising, but these sword lights are different from others.

Surrounding the long sword glowing with light of various colors, there is actually a circle of small swords of the same color, like stars arching the moon, as if guarding the main sword in the middle.

The circle of small swords at the tip of the sword also condensed into a word 'Xuan', which was particularly dazzling and eye-catching under the dark night.

——This is the symbol of Shangxuanzong, the head of the four major immortal sects in Liuyang Continent. If you see the word "Xuan" in the sword light, it means that this is an important task of the sect. .

Seeing this unique sword light, Shen Huai immediately withdrew his thoughts, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

After making up his mind, he smiled leisurely, and fell down against the well rail, as if he had passed out.

Sure enough, within a short while, the fire was extinguished by water dragons, water snakes, and water swords flying all over the sky.

Shen Huai, who was splashed with water, gritted his teeth and refused to clean up the sticky mess on his body. Instead, he asked for help in a hoarse voice, "Help...help...life..."

Although the voice was extremely subtle, how could it escape the five senses and spiritual consciousness of a monk that surpassed ordinary people?

Hearing the sound, a few monks in fluttering white clothes, exuberant with fairy spirit, and Yu Jian were "anxiously" looking for survivors in the sky, and suddenly struck with their swords.

There were even a few people whose flying swords retreated several tens of feet with a 'wow', bringing out an afterimage, which clearly showed their inner surprise.

No wonder they were surprised, but who is Dai Fuhua?

That is the Heavenly Witch of the Demon Race, the ancestor of the God Transformation Stage, even if she has been missing for more than fifty years, she is still a legendary figure. Who would have thought that her subordinates would still be alive.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Shencheng that Dai Fuhua slaughtered happened to be within the sphere of influence of Shangxuanzong, and it was his duty to send people to rescue him, ignoring it would have chilled the hearts of other families and people in the city that were attached to the sect, so they would not bother to pretend to be looking for it like this. However, they never expected that they would actually find a survivor.

I have to say, this is a miracle!