Lanhuadis 41

The other side.

White Crow Room.

He had a long black hair wrapped around his hand and was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The ground was painted with complex patterns and a few stones were scattered randomly on the ground. Some of the stones were intact, while others had been broken into powder.

The gorgeous sunset glow shone through the gaps in the window, and the sky appeared a dark blue of varying shades.

Bai Ya's brows were furrowed.

He has been in this posture for a whole day.

I can't figure it out.

Why.

He had done a rough calculation for Errigalan once before. At that time, he just thought the young man was strange and had a good impression of him, so the calculation was very simple.

But his mood is different now. Although this guy is not very old, Bai Ya has a good impression of his way of doing things. After spending these few days together, he and Errigalan have already formed a bond.

In particular, he saw something unusual in the blood mole at the corner of Errigalan's right eye.

But when Bai Ya calculated carefully, he only found a fog.

He tugged at his hair in distress. "Is this really going to happen?" He hesitated for a moment. "Well, I'm young now. If my hair falls out, it will grow back."

After mumbling solace to himself, Bai Ya gathered his mental energy and drew a complex circular mark in the air. As he finished the last stroke, a dozen strands of his hair silently fell out.

He set the hair of Elijahram on fire and placed it inside the seal.

Slowly, the circular mark turned into a thin line and disappeared after falling into his palm.

Bai Ya: "What do you mean..."

It seems his fortune-telling ability is really not up to par.

As for the blood mole, the circle forms a line and falls into the palm, which means there is fate, but I have never seen the line disappear after it is formed.

Could it be that he and Errigalan were destined to be together, but that fate had ended?

Bai Ya: "Is it God telling me that I can no longer live in someone else's house for free?"

He pondered over it, and then cast another divination, the result showing that he could still eat here for a long time, and that he had a deep connection with Erigalan.

“…”

The white crow was completely silent.

Oh, it shows that the fate with the person has been broken, but it also shows that the fate with the person is deep.

He might as well start studying again!

A few more hairs fell out.

Just as Bai Ya was about to pack up and go to sleep, he stopped.

He recalled the crude divination he had given Errigalan earlier: a half-life, half-death outcome. Based on his experience, he suspected an inevitable calamity of death was in the future.

The chance of survival is only 50%.

Oh, forget it. It doesn’t matter if I spend a little time to deduce it for that kid and see if there is any way to avoid it.

Bai Ya's eyes became more serious as he gave Errigalan another divination.

But the stone used for divination did not break into half and remain the same as last time. Instead, it shattered into powder with a bang, causing Bai Ya's fingertips to ache!

The stones exploded, it was extremely ferocious, and there was no way out of the fatal disaster!

Bai Ya's pupils suddenly constricted, and he stood up suddenly with a serious look in his eyes.

Through the walls, he seemed to see the young man sleeping peacefully in bed. Bai Ya really wanted to pull Errigalan out of bed and ask him some questions.

In just a few days, why would this guy undergo such a drastic change in his future?

What did you do secretly?

-

After Ning Ren made up his mind, he didn't sleep the whole day.

After getting up and washing up at night, when going out to eat, it flies to the dining table in miniature form using metal wings.

In addition to a normal-sized bed, his room also has a small house inside, which also contains a wardrobe for his small clothes.

Ning Ren specifically picked out a cute style.

According to his experiments, Carlos is more patient and reluctant to say harsh words when facing his cub form than when facing his normal form.

Between having his second brother nagging him for a month and trying to get away with it by acting cute and acting coquettish, he decisively chose the latter!

As expected, Carlos held the wilted kid in his palm and said gently, "What's wrong? Are you running out of energy to write a self-criticism?"

Oh huh.

I completely forgot about the review.

Ning Ren covered his face in shame and hid his head in his second brother's palm.

Carlos softened his heart. "Okay, I won't punish you. Next time, acting like a spoiled child won't work so well. Go eat and gather some energy."

Ning Ren: “Yeah!”

When he pounced next to his little bowl, he thought to himself: Humph, it turns out that acting coquettishly always works!

No, he wasn't acting like a spoiled child. He clearly didn't say anything!

You can't grow up in front of your second brother for the next month. You have to wait until he forgets about this matter.

Although Bai Ya is a foreigner, as Ning Ren's fortune-telling teacher, he is naturally qualified to have a seat at the end of the table.

This was the first time I saw Ning Ren's smaller version. When Ning Ren appeared wearing cute clothes, I choked and a question mark popped up in my head.

What? Did Erigalan give birth to a baby while she was sleeping at night?

Or maybe he was hallucinating because he hadn't slept for a long time.

Carlos: "You are not allowed to go out again today."

He left Gamimi in the riot zone, with the Third Army pressing in. He was in danger, but the situation was manageable. It was a great training opportunity.

Ning Ren nodded repeatedly.

He won't go out because he still needs to practice spreading his wings.

It's fine for him to stay at home, he's also afraid of the danger of going out.

Thinking of this, the whole castle suddenly shook!

A powerful energy wave came from somewhere, even directly breaking the black trees outside the castle.

Carlos went out to check. Ning Ren controlled the metal wings and flew to Bai Ya's wrist. Under the other party's stiff gaze, he said, "Let's go out and take a look."

White Crow muttered as he walked, "Is it really you, Errigalan?"

Ning Ren curled his lips, "Yeah."

They walked outside together. In Ning Ren's extremely clear [mind's eye], thick smoke was rising very close to the royal court, and the tribesmen could be vaguely seen flying across the sky.

They were all royal family members or family guards who were startled and went to investigate the situation.

Carlos felt a bad premonition in his heart, and his tone sank: "Butler, keep an eye on the little prince, and don't let him go out today."

Nymanson: “Yes.”

Carlos flew towards the source of the noise. That direction... how could it be so close to Xiaowu's research institute? With such a loud explosion, it was best if the research institute wasn't affected.

As soon as he left, Nimansen invited Ning Ren and Bai Ya into the castle.

Ning Ren sighed deeply.

Physical fitness determines the brother's attitude.

"White Crow, are you still leaving?"

Bai Ya: "First tell me how you became so small."

The young man curiously reached out and poked Ning Ren, who fell over. He quickly reached out and held Ning Ren up: "It's gotten smaller and weaker."

After just one poke, he didn't dare poke again.

Just kidding, he felt just now how soft and fragile this kid's body was in this cub form. If he hurt it, his brother would kill him in a fit of rage. He was afraid of living a life worse than death.

Ning Ren rolled his eyes silently: "I need to learn to fly."

White Crow: “?”

He had heard that the little prince of the Herbert family was born unable to fly, had no wings, and had no mental power.

Bai Ya pondered: "Is it too late for you to work hard now?"

Ning Ren: "You can follow me later."

He was ordered not to go out, so he asked the housekeeper to clear as much space as possible in the living room.

When Nimansen heard that the little prince wanted to learn to fly, he was much more nervous than Bai Ya. He called several smart servants to stand by and protect him, for fear that he would fall.

I was also puzzled. It has been six years and the little prince has never mentioned this matter. Why did he suddenly want to learn to fly today?

Moreover, after the cub period...

Can it really spread its wings?

No matter how worried Nimanson was, Ning Ren knew he could do it as long as he overcame that damn debuff.

He stood on the handrail of the tall second-floor stairs and looked down at the first floor.

Nymanson and the servants who were called to catch him were all very nervous. They even laid two more layers of blankets on the ground, just to be safe.

This is also the reason why Ning Ren chose to shrink and try to take off. If he was in normal form, it would consume more energy and it would be easy to hit the person who caught him.

This little bit is just right!

Ning Ren controlled the metal wings to take off. When he was halfway to the living room, he suddenly took a deep breath. White wings appeared instantly and trembled.

He immediately stopped controlling the metal wings, and his body flew forward due to inertia, and then -

biu.

The kid's face turned pale and he fell straight down.

Fighting against the debuff will cause him to be gripped by fear and become frozen for a few seconds, unable to fly or even regain control of his metal wings.

Everyone exclaimed and started to reach up.

Bai Ya caught him and asked, "Are you so scared?"

After just one try, I felt cold and stiff all over.

He quickly clasped his hands together and rubbed Ning Ren's entire body in front of the housekeeper's hesitant gaze.

After rubbing, Ning Ren suddenly sat up from his palm, "Come again!"

He went to the second floor again, flew again, fell again, flew again, and fell again, for a full three hours.

In the end, Ning Ren was shaking all over, and his little face was frighteningly pale, like snow. Bai Ya was afraid that he would melt in the next second, but he still went up.

Controlling the metal wings, he barely flew to the second floor and turned around.

My feet were slipping and my vision in my [mind’s eye] was blurring.

If your vision is blurry, you can shake your head and hold on for a while, but if your mind is blurry, you can't just take out your heart and shake it.

Ning Ren knew that his body had reached its limit.

Except for the few days when he was exposed to the elements in the forest of Wansen when he hatched, he had never done such high-intensity exercise.

He took off the metal wings and threw them on the carpet in the second-floor corridor. Maybe he was too dependent on this thing, so he threw it away to try.

The pair of small wings behind him kept trembling unconsciously, and a small feather floated down.

Niemansen took it solemnly and put it in his palm.

This is the feather that fell off when the little prince tried to spread his wings. It is worth commemorating!

Perhaps it was the last attempt of the first day, the little figure on the railing shouted "Ha!" in a particularly imposing manner, got into position, and sank his energy into his dantian.

Ning Ren exerted force with the sole of his left foot and leaped forward like a tiger pouncing on its prey. Without even a tremble of his white wings, he landed vertically.

White Crow: “…”

He dodged and caught it steadily.

Ning Ren lay lazily in his palm, grunted for a long time, turned over, and covered himself with his wings in a somewhat autistic manner.

Bai Ya looked at him amused and poked him, "Why do you suddenly want to fly? Yesterday you were in the riot zone, and today you're messing around at home. Whatever comes to mind, it's just a random thought."

Although his tone was teasing, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Could this kid's horrific death have something to do with his strange behavior today? He had to find the reason. He couldn't just watch him die. After all, he was someone he liked, and they'd even had a few drinks together.