"You don't have to worry. When the Emperor Cang asks, I will say that I am determined to enter." Bai Yan smiled, her eyes turned to the pig and the ink, "Let's go."

Hey!

The words of Bai Yan have just fallen, and the pig has already rushed into the peak of Shenfeng.

Seeing this, the ink and the white face also followed the entrance, and disappeared in front of the flying wing in the blink of an eye.

"Elder, what do we do?"

The wing guards of the winged families face each other and face the sorrow. If the queen is in danger within the wing, the king will inevitably anger them.

Feiyi said with a wry smile: "Can there be any way? We can't let the Queen have something, and we will follow up, and it will protect the Queen's safety."

He sighed and walked in, striding into the mountains.

The group of guards behind him also quickly walked in. Their looks were very vigilant, and they kept an eye on the surrounding winds...

Inside the mountain, a piece of peace.

The dangers mentioned by the flying wing did not appear. The only thing that calmed the wind was the sound of the willow.

Even so, everyone is afraid to relax their vigilance, and their eyes are often lingering around.

Suddenly, the pig that led the way to the front has stopped. It stares at the peak in the distance, and the expression is full of grief.

Bai Yan and others also stopped and followed the eyes of the pig. When she saw the scene in front, her eyes suddenly tightened and her breathing was a little short.

"Flying Wings, have you been a winger in the past few years?"

The flying wing also saw the scene in front of him. His old eyes were full of sluggishness, and it was only after the sound of Bai Yan’s voice began to come back.

"Because there are rules of the ancestors, no one dares to blame God."

"The other monsters have not been there yet?" Bai Yan squinted and asked.

The flying wing shook his head: "The whole demon mountain is the site of our wing family, and few monsters break in. Therefore, no one in this peak has come."

"I know..." Bai Yan slowly walked to the side of the pig, his eyes falling on the bones in front of him, raising his hand and gently patted its fat body.

Those bones did not know how many years existed, but they were still cold and white, and the time did not leave any trace on the bones.

From these bones, it can be seen that these monsters are also a pig in front of them, which is much larger than the piglet, and has a pair of wings that are turned into white bones on the back.

Mo did not speak, he looked at the pig with pity, and his throat was sobbing.

Bai Yan may not be clear, but he has known the pig for a long time, naturally know that the pig has been looking for his own people.

However, what I did not expect was that the tribes that it was hard to find were already a pile of white bones... and even in this closed peak, I don’t know how many years have passed...

"Hey."

The voice of the pig is mournful, the whole world has changed because of its sorrow, and the sky of blood has become gloomy, seemingly responding to its sorrow...

The winged guards are also dumbfounded. They have never thought about it. The wing guards have been guarding the Shenfeng for so many years, and there are so many bones piled up...

Half-sounding, the pig’s sobs stopped, and it moved small short legs and walked toward the bones of the mountains.

Its mood is very sad, tears into the river, flowing down, two pig's hooves keep licking these dirt, want to dig a big pit in the mud, and then buried these bones inside.

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