Xiao Hei is a white dog, with no color at all except for his eyes.
It's hard for a bird with this kind of appearance to survive in the mountains, so in order to let it grow up safely, it was given a nickname.
Fortunately, white hair doesn't tolerate dirt. No matter what the environment is, as long as it lies on the ground and rolls around, it will immediately become gray and gray, and it will perfectly blend into the surrounding environment.
Therefore, Xiao Hei survived and thrived.
Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he is still at the age of a cub.
Then the Twolegs appeared and set fire to many of their friends in the forest.
The three-tailed fox that often stole its bones was burned to death. Although this guy was small, he ran very fast and was very slippery. Xiao Hei never caught it once.
In the sea of fire sweeping across the mountains and plains, all techniques are useless. Only flesh and blood can slightly delay the spread of the flames.
Xiao Hei's parents were swallowed up by the flames. It was their sacrifice that gave the beast cubs a chance to survive.
Xiao Hei could already feel the heat that penetrated his body. At this moment, a figure fell from the sky.
Oh, another two-legged beast.
But the two-legged beast raised its hand to extinguish the flames, and even sprinkled water drops to heal its own injuries.
Well, Twolegs aren't all bad.
Xiao Hei didn't get up immediately because he didn't know what to do next.
There are many powerful demon clans around. Are they out to avenge everyone?
The powerful demon tribe actually bowed its knee to the two-legged beast.
Xiao Hei tried his best to lie down, pretending to be dead and not making any sound. At the same time, some special power within him began to awaken and grow stronger.
Until the other side, Nezha won.
Xiao Hei has memorized the enemy's appearance and breath, and can recognize it even if the enemy turns to ashes.
The moment Nezha appeared, it knew that its enemy had vanished into ashes and ceased to exist.
After eavesdropping for a while, Xiao Hei's condition gradually recovered, so he shook his body and walked towards his benefactor's location.
The benefactor is fighting, and the one fighting the benefactor is the one who was with the Arsonist Twolegs before.
This man deserves to die!
Xiao Hei's latent ability can be called a bug, and even Yang Jian didn't notice the crisis approaching quietly from behind.
All right.
Although Yang Jian has made rapid progress in cultivation, all of his combat experience has been accumulated in battle, and his investigation and vigilance are almost zero.
Not to mention that he didn't notice it, even the condescending Long Yang ignored it.
After all, both of them are highly focused on each other, and everything else is selectively filtered out.
It wasn't until the moment Xiao Hei pounced that Long Yang noticed its existence.
It wasn't until he felt the pain of stabbing pain on the back of his neck that Yang Jian understood what had happened.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill is the first magical skill of the three protector religions. The physical body is unparalleled, but the Roaring Sky Dog's teeth are even stronger. Daluo Jinxian can tear off a piece of flesh.
At this time, Xiao Hei had not yet fully grown up, but Yang Jian had not grown up to be the number one thug in the Chan Sect either. After one bite, he immediately lost several kilograms of meat.
Yang Jian tilted his neck back in pain and grabbed his hands from left to right behind his back. At the same time, he used the magic of heaven and earth to enlarge his body and strengthen his own defense.
Xiao Hei decisively let go, slid down to avoid Yang Jian's hands, and landed along the groove of his spine as if on a slide.
Until the human body slide made an arc, the little black body was thrown out, and Gulu rolled into the grass and disappeared.
Yang Jian opened his eyes wide and looked around in the grass, but found nothing.
It's not that he can't see Xiao Hei, but that Xiao Hei has already left his sight area.
At this time, there was a sudden roar in the sky.
Yang Jian looked up and immediately saw thousands of sword lights.
Long Yang held the sword in his left hand and made a seal with his right hand, controlling the sword light to merge into one stream, circling and wandering above Yang Jian's head like a school of fish.
Wan Jian Jue!
brush!
A ray of sword light passed over the back of the neck, and the sword immediately struck the bone.
Yang Jian clearly heard the friction sound on the surface of the bones, and even felt the friction of the sword light cutting into the muscles.
This is just the beginning of the nightmare.
The trailing sword lights passed by in unison, like rain hitting banana trees, dense and rapid.
Although these sword lights cannot pierce hard bones or pierce tough flesh, they can disconnect the muscles from the bones like picking at flesh.
Even more sharp sword energy penetrated along the blood vessels, rushing left and right inside Yang Jian's body.
Yang Jian's eyes were blood red and his face was flushed.
After receiving this heavy blow, Yang Jian immediately shrank, because he knew that if he grew bigger, his blood vessels would be filled with sword energy in an instant.
Don't blindly make it big. Although it can improve your defense, it will also amplify your weaknesses and turn them into fatal points.
Don't blindly make it small. Although it will hide its weaknesses, it will also lower its defense and make it more likely to be killed by a sword.
A balance must be found.
At this time, a stone in the pile of rocks moved.
It jumped on the flat ground and came to Yang Jian's side, and took a bite of his back heel.
Although Yang Jian's skin was rough and his flesh was thick, and he didn't chew off much meat, he was still in excruciating pain.
Yang Jian blindly raised his foot and kicked it a few times.
He did not dare to lower his head, because he knew that once he lowered his head, thousands of sword lights would hit the back of his neck.
Choose the lesser of two evils.
Yang Jian could only ignore what was under his feet and concentrate on dealing with the enemy above him.
Seeing that his enemy didn't care about him, Xiao Hei turned around and took another bite.
Yang Jian staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.
This is the price of a giant. Usually he is tall and mighty and invincible, but once he falls, the mountains and the ground will collapse.
After spending too much mana and losing too much blood, Yang Jian struggled for several times and was unable to stand up.
Xiao Hei pounced on his back, and his thick white teeth dug into the bones at the back of his neck, and then tore him from left to right.
Yang Jian turned his hands back to grab the thing on his back, but the Ten Thousand Sword Jue waterfall fell down, and the dense sword light continued to attack his hands and feet.
The strong momentum made Yang Jian unable to raise his hands, and the fierce attack made Yang Jian's skin and flesh split open, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Yang Jian used the art of transformation and turned into a leopard and tried to escape, but Xiao Hei hung him tightly around his neck.
Even when he turned into a flying bird, Xiao Hei also refused to leave.
He turned into stone and was bitten with blood.
After a few times, Yang Jian, who had exhausted his magic power and exhausted his physical strength, could no longer move. He appeared slumped and lay on the ground as if dead.
In just a few breaths, his limbs were chopped off by Wan Jian Jue. At the same time, Xiao Hei also bit off his neck bones.
I saw it pressing its claws on the back of its neck, its neck suddenly tilted upward, the remaining muscles were broken, and its head and body were separated.
Immediately, Xiao Hei held his hair in his mouth, walked in small steps to Long Yang, wagging his tail and put his head on the ground.
It looked at the two-legged beast in front of it with admiration.
It was he who put out the fire and saved himself.
It was he who caused the rain and dew to heal himself.
This is him, the existence that he will follow in the future.