What is he going to do with the key to the Holy Spring? He must be near the Holy Spring now.

Cang Yao bit her lip, her eyes flashed with resentment, she wanted to see what he was going to do!

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Van Lingshu had a long dream, and strangely, she knew that she was dreaming, and she was very awake in the dream.

She was walking on a muddy path, there had just been a rainstorm, and there was still a light drizzle in the sky, and in the distance there was a thick fog of smoky blue, like one of those hazy paintings.

She didn't like the rain, because she was wearing a thin clothes and it was a little cold, and she wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, so she quickened her pace.

But after walking for a long time, I found that there is no shelter from the rain here, this is the wilderness, the mountains are far away, and the trees here are not luxuriant, and can only be described as barren.

The muddy road is also full of rocks, and if you are not careful, you will twist your foot.

She wanted to pick up a clean place to go, at least without staining her white dress.

What the hell, how could she wear such a pesky white?

After leaving Lusendai, she no longer likes to wear white clothes, and when she sees her white, she is not happy.

Wearing white, it seems that she has also become unlucky, and she is actually getting drenched in the rain here, and she doesn't even have an umbrella.

As she walked, she had a stinky face, hoping that the rain would pass quickly.

But the sky did not follow people's wishes, she walked here for about ten minutes, and the rain did not stop.

Although the rain was not heavy, she was also drenched a lot, and the white clothes were covered with rain marks, making her look embarrassed.

"Woo woo woo ......" suddenly a cry came from behind the misty rain and fog.

Who's crying? It sounds like a childish voice, it's still a child.

Fan Lingshu followed the sound and walked over, and on the ground where the sewage flowed, he saw a pool of blood, spreading out a large area.

Drawing closer, she saw a small black fleshy wing broken off on the ground, soft, and even the feathers on it were very thin.

What critters were abused?

Following the bloodstains, Fan Lingshu slowly walked behind a stone, and finally saw a very small guy curled up in the crack of the stone......

Black fleshy wings, red hair, pointed ears protruding from the hair, and blood and sludge all over the body.

He's missing one of his wings, and the one that just fell outside is his.

"Crying for what?" Fan Lingshu couldn't help but ask.

"Woo woo...... the little guy winced for a moment, probably listening to her voice without malice, he boldly raised his head.

The red eyes looked at her through the rain and mist, and Fan Lingshu was slightly stunned.

Yuan Yi ......

"You ......," Van Lingshu began, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

The little Yuan Yi looked only two or three years old, and all the facial features on his face were magnified.

Big round eyes, round face, lips as bright red as blood, and if there is no blood, the skin must be very white.

The dirt on his face was washed away by tears, and it looked even more ridiculous.

But Fan Lingshu didn't smile, looking at such a young and helpless Yuan Yi, she somehow felt a little distressed, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and wanted to touch his head.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yi dodged very quickly, as if he had developed a habit of not contacting anyone.

Van Lingshu squatted down in front of him, wasn't he the little prince of the demon clan? I heard that it was the only son of the old demon king, how did he end up here?