my villain is too cute

Chapter 1610 Warm to Cold (14)

Xunnuan jumped down from the rock and walked directly to the sound without any hesitation, probably because he had nothing to fear.

He pushed aside the weeds and saw a huge bird nearly half the height of a person lying on the ground.

Maybe it's a bird, I don't know Xunuan, but any animal with wings should be called a bird.

This bird is very beautiful. Its fiery red feathers look soft and smooth. Its tail feathers are very long and gradually turn into bright golden and orange colors. There are a few strands of snow-white mixed in it, and it is bright and beautiful, but the feathers lack luster. Although No injuries were seen, but it was clearly dying.

The surrounding land has become scorched black, and the wild grass has been burned in a circle, leaving cold ashes.

The ashes looked obviously not just burnt out.

Xun Nuan glanced around, this place is remote, it is almost impossible for anyone to come, if he hadn't come, the bird would have died here and no one would have found it.

Jinghong noticed that someone was coming. He looked up and saw a pair of long and narrow animal pupils that were very aggressive, but just looking at them, the pupils seemed to be covered with a film, gray and lifeless.

It looked at Xun Nuan with a look of scrutiny and a little defensiveness.

After all, at this time, if someone came here to give it a knife, it would die.

Xunnuan seemed unaware of its defenses, or he didn't care at all, he came to Jinghong's head and squatted down, resting his chin with his fingers: "How can I save you?"

Jinghong:? ?

"..." You want to save me?
It wanted to ask, but only made a faint syllable.

Oh, it forgot, it was so hurt by that stupid Guang Ya that it couldn't even speak.

Xun Nuan saw the bird move slightly, those lifeless eyes fixed on him, as if trying to say something.

But he couldn't hear what it was trying to say.

"You look at me like that, how can I understand what you want to say?"

Jinghong: ...

help me! !
Jinghong looked at Xunnuan, a cluster of lights gradually rose in his eyes, full of will to survive.

Although Xunnuan couldn't hear the cry from the bottom of his heart.But I also know that it is asking for help, after all, no one should want to die except him.

but……

"How can I save you? I don't know how to heal, and I don't have any medicine on me... I only have three low-grade spirit stones all over my body."

Xunnuan took out the spirit stone and weighed it in his hand, as if to let Jinghong see that he was telling the truth.

Jinghong: ...

What are you doing here?
Give it the little spark of hope, and then strangle the little spark to death? !
Too much!
Jinghong's eyes dimmed again, and he lay down there, looking like a dying child, obviously waiting to die.

Xun Nuan looked at it indifferently: "How about I just try it?"

Jinghong:? ?

"Anyway, you're going to die, and you won't suffer a loss if you try. What if you can live?"

Jinghong: ...

This sounds unreliable.

But it lay there without moving, without even moving its eyeballs, as if you could do whatever you want.

"Then I tried it?"

Xun Nuan saw that it didn't intend to resist, and put his hand on its head.

The fingers are white and slender, perfect like a work of art, but there are a few bright bloodstains on the phalanges, which somewhat spoil the beauty.

Xunnuan just wanted to try, but there was no response for a long time, he waited patiently.

Gradually, wisps of black air emerged from Jinghong's body and penetrated into his body through the palms of his warm hands. The black air was faintly like illusory fog, carrying an ominous meaning.

Although Xun Nuan is not weak, he is not a monk with strong talent to absorb aura to increase his strength.

After he found that he couldn't sense the aura several times, he could only embark on the path of martial arts. Fortunately, he was naturally intelligent, and now he has reached the highest level that martial arts can have.

(End of this chapter)