It is said that Shizun is a devil

Compared with Han Jing's excitement, Fuwang seemed very calm. After being annoyed that he had slipped his mouth, he looked into Han Jing's eyes and said sincerely, "It's not me."

All Han Jing’s anxiety and unspoken words came to an abrupt end. He was preoccupied with how to tie Fuwang up, anxiously thinking about how to make Tiandao give up Fuwang and reconsider himself, but was blocked by Fuwang’s words, The train of thought was weak, and I never thought about the result of Fuwang's denial.

After a long time, he finally said dryly: "...Oh, it's not you."

Fuwang nodded. The field in the elf world seemed to be plowed by giants without end. Fuwang's little ant led Hanjing's little ant to walk through the uplifted and fallen soil clods. Hanjing hadn't guessed Turning the corner, he was led back by Fuwang in a daze.

Suddenly the earth trembled, and the giant seemed to remember that it was time to loosen the soil in his field again. The boundless fragments of earth and rock were washed up tens of feet high by the shock. Before Han Jing could react, Fuwang bent down like a nimble monkey Carrying Hanjing on his back, earth and rocks splashed, and in front of his eyes were clods of soil floating in the air, shooting out tiny pieces of soil. Fuwang used all four limbs to climb up to the huge clod of soil floating in the air in front of him, stepping on the highest point and jumping onto another rock.The loess exploded, confusing people's eyes. Fuwang carried Hanjing on his back, like a light flea, it had jumped more than ten feet away between the ups and downs.

Han Jing didn't understand what happened, but Fu Wang was concentrating on running away, struggling to get down at this time would only disrupt Fu Wang's plan, Han Jing lay on Fu Wang's back, without saying a word, spilled a piece of water Fog separated the flying pebbles, the wind and sand in the yellow land were full of yellow sand, and the water mist turned into muddy mud mist in an instant, which affected the sight even more. Han Jing quickly stopped, fortunately, Fuwang Take one step and look at three steps, without being caught by the temporary mud and fog.

"Master, don't use spiritual power." Fuwang yelled at the yellow sand all over his face while running furiously.

Fortunately, one of Han Jing's advantages is that he absolutely trusts everyone around him, and he doesn't need to ask the bottom line. Once Fuwang said something, he didn't need to explain it. Han Jing didn't ask why, but just whispered into Fuwang's ear: "I see, I'm sorry."

Fuwang seemed to shake his head, but the long hair blown by the wind while he was running weakened the movement to the point of indistinguishable: "Master, you don't need to say sorry to me, never."

The earth and rocks rise and fall, just like the footsteps of giants stop and go, but in the endless chaotic mounds, the sky is clear and empty, and no one is seen. There is such a big movement, and there is no one between the master and the student. outside creatures.

The shock of the earth finally weakened a little after a moment, but Fuwang's movements were much more careful and slowed down. He passed under the earth and rocks or through the gaps several times regardless of the danger, and told Han Jing: "Master, close your spiritual consciousness and don't be found out. gone."

Han Jing obediently closed the five senses, did not leak a trace of breath, and was puzzled, who would not find out?

As the shock weakened, Fuwang spotted a few rickety soil piles that just formed a triangle, climbed into the triangle, and pulled Han Jing into the shadows.

Han Jing didn't have such a strong curiosity, obediently let the shadow of the soil block completely cover their voices with Fu Wang, quietly waiting for something that might happen.

In addition to the rumbling aftershocks, strange cries gradually came from a distance, like the cry of a baby, or the scream of a crow. The sound came from far away, and within a moment, it came to my ears like rolling thunder. , Listen carefully, there seems to be a faint human voice in that cry, like a woman crying, but Han Jing really didn't understand a word of what she was crying.

Han Jing looked at Fu Wang, and Fu Wang carefully rolled his eyes. Although in the shadow of the cave, his eyes were still amazingly bright, and Han Jing understood his meaning at a glance.

Don't move, don't make a sound.

The sound outside was noisy and harsh, like hundreds of women and children crying at the same time, making people upset, hiding in the dark soil cave, eyes unable to see light, cold thoughts began to spread uncontrollably, he Thinking of Han Jin's mother's last kneeling, Wangyuan's inextinguishable fire, the boys and girls in Shicheng who were burned to ashes, and the dantian cut open by the master and senior brother... Along the way, I have seen many deaths and heard of deaths More, it makes people feel that life itself is meaningless.Since then, there is no life-span with the heaven and the earth, and all people have entered the cycle of reincarnation. People live to die, so it makes no difference when death occurs.If you feel pain and feel that this life is unbearable, it is better to go to the next life and start again.

Fuwang grabbed Han Jing's hand, and he stared at Han Jing intently, his eyes were frighteningly bright.He must have used a lot of strength in his hand, and he pulled Han Jing back from his endless thoughts in an instant, Han Jing looked at him blankly, and looked at Fuwang for no reason.

Fuwang let go of his two hands and covered Han Jing's ears.The hustle and bustle outside was reduced by half in an instant, Han Jing didn't know why, so he also reached out to cover Fuwang's ears.The two of them covered each other for an unknown how long, but Han Jing didn't lose his mind in a daze anymore. It wasn't until the noise outside had cleared up that Fuwang let go of his hand. He poked his head out to confirm that everything outside was gone, and put Han Jing who was squatting on the ground away. Pull it up and walk out.

There are still piles of dirt outside, and the yellow land everywhere seems to be the same as before, dry and messy. Fuwang took Han Jing and took two steps, as if looking for the direction. Although Han Jing had no sense of direction, he still pretended to see it by himself. You can also see the appearance of the southeast and northwest with both eyes, looking around.

...In short, although everyone knows it well, Master's dignity still needs to be maintained.Yes, it is like that!

Master, who was trying to maintain his own image, saw a touch of emerald green on the all-yellow land with sharp eyes. On the endless yellow land, the emerald green was as conspicuous as the only sun in the sky.Fuwang obviously also saw the emerald green, his face became tense, he bent down, and motioned for Han Jing and him to walk over quietly.

Han Jing and Fu Wang stooped together and walked quietly past the vertical stones on the ground, but Han Jing's conscience did not allow him to pretend that he didn't hear the baby's cry.He raised his head and looked at the emerald green. The small figure was mostly covered by the bony clods, and only a small green corner emerged, like a baby's unfolded swaddle.He pulled the corner of La Fuwang's clothes and motioned Fuwang to go and have a look.

Fuwang shook his head vigorously and refused resolutely. Hanjing looked at him for a while, then turned around and walked over. He is obedient and obedient, but no one can stop him from making a decision. No matter what Fuwang pulls him, Han Jing crawls to the side of the emerald green without looking back.

That was not a child, at least not a human child.It is a bird with an ugly human head, a convex head, a flat face, drooping eyes, a sharp beak, and two sharp claws. Flapping its emerald green wings, it screamed piercingly. Its scream sounded like a baby crying, and its two sharp claws, which were bigger than human fists, fiercely grabbed Han Jing's face.

Fuwang's hands are like lightning, one hand grabs the ugly bird's two paws, the other hand pinches the ugly bird's beak, the ugly bird's fluttering wings are pressed by his legs, this ugly bird half as tall Struggling desperately, but unable to break free from Fuwang's shackles.For a while, the green hairs flew around, and Fuwang's arms were bulging with blue veins. After a stalemate, the ugly bird stared at Fuwang with red inverted triangle eyes in hatred, his whole body twitched, and gave up the struggle weakly.

The soil under the ugly bird's body was stained with damp, and at the moment the ugly bird's body relaxed and stiffened, a palm-sized hairless ugly bird fell down and made a weak cry.The big bird's ugly face turned to Han Jing, its sharp beak was forcibly closed, it could only make a hoarse rumbling sound from its throat, a pair of inverted triangular eyes looked at the little bird, and then at Han Jing, the ugly eyes were full of tears , looks even uglier.

Han Jing couldn't bear it, and reached out to grab the clown bird. The big bird, which had given up struggling, suddenly struggled violently again. Fuwang could hardly suppress it. Han Jing held the little bird and handed it to the mother bird. The half-human-tall big bird was stunned. Looking at the little bird in Hanjing's palm for a long while, he raised his head to meet Hanjing's eyes. He nodded slightly, and his gaze was fixed on the little bird who had not yet opened his eyes and had no pimples all over his body. But lost its luster.

The clod under Big Bird's body was almost completely wetted by the fluid from Big Bird's body. Han Jing didn't know if it was Big Bird's amniotic fluid or Big Bird's blood. In short, within a few breaths, Big Bird Just stop moving.

Fuwang waited for a long time before letting go of Big Bird hesitantly.

Han Jing was holding the hairless clown bird, and realized belatedly that he picked up another small thing.

Does he have some hidden talent for picking up children?

Moreover, how to raise this clown bird? !

Fuwang looked at the clown bird in Han Jing's hand and was also a little confused, and it took him a long time before he asked, "Do you want to raise it?"

Han Jing stared blankly at him: "If you don't raise it...where will you send it?"

Fuwang: "..."

Fuwang sighed: "This is the death-reporting bird, a spirit that changes from heaven and earth. It is good at using cries to confuse prey and then eats the corpse of the prey after committing suicide. It lives in groups. I'm afraid the two of us will die to send it back to its nest."

"Then...then we can only raise it first? When it grows up, go back by yourself?"

Fuwang: "..."

Wherever you go, pick up where you go, pick up people, pick up goblins, pick up spirits, can it still work?Why don't you pick up a demon clan to make up the five elements!

Fuwang deeply felt that his head was big and his heart was tired, and he didn't know what to do with Hanjing.