Two fists cannot beat four hands.
It was inevitable that the painstaking cultivation had given the Black Wolf Clan a cultivation speed far exceeding that of other races, but it also meant they had no allies.
The population was already sparse, and they realized something was wrong halfway through the hunt.
"Flesh, blood, and bones are all disposable."
Cen Jin recalled: "If they killed them all, there would be no more such sharp weapons, so they stopped."
But Jiang Jiang knew that there was much more to the matter.
really.
Cen Jin continued, "They kept the immature cubs in captivity like livestock, even ignoring the fact that they were demons but already had consciousness, and tried to make them reproduce like wild beasts."
Jiang Jiang was shocked.
I wanted to say something comforting, but it seemed too bleak.
So she snuggled into his arms, holding the tip of his tail, with her cheek pressed against his heart, able to feel his slow heartbeat.
"And then?"
"Later, they couldn't bear it anymore and chose to kill each other. When the human monks discovered and broke the barrier to stop them, they sacrificed their lives in exchange for the escape of the smallest cub in the tribe."
But he is really too weak.
He fled in a daze through the mountains and wilderness, and was invaded by unknown evil spirits without knowing when. He finally fainted at the foot of the mountain and was taken back by the previous leader who happened to be passing by.
It wasn't entirely a bad thing, as the evil spirit seemed to have accelerated his development, allowing him to emerge earlier than his fellow tribesmen and become almost indistinguishable from other humans.
He didn't tell Jiang Jiang about this.
“…”
"I am that cub."
“.......”
Jiang Jiang was silent for a while.
Suddenly he said, "He's not a good person either, right?"
Let a demon whose entire life was destroyed by humans be the leader and guard this sect for hundreds of years. Besides, is there really such a thing?
The Northern Territory and Zixiao Sect are not close at all.
Cen Jin chuckled softly, "In terms of deeds, not heart... Zixiao Sect was still a small sect at the time and was not qualified to participate in the encirclement and suppression. Master did save me, so I followed his last wishes and protected Zixiao Sect for him."
"It's Jiang Jiang."
He lifted her chin, and as they tilted their heads back and forth, their breaths were so close that they almost intertwined.
"It's less than ten days away from the deadline I promised."
Ten days later.
It was the day when Cen Jin fell into evil in the plot.
So it wasn't something that was caused by evil spirits, was it just his own will?
"I will definitely avenge the blood feud of my own people."
Even among these people lurking in the world of immortal cultivation, he has already secretly dealt with many of the participants by virtue of his identity as the head of the first righteous sect.
"I am a demon, and they cannot tolerate me."
"But Jiang Jiang is different. With your talent, no matter which sect you join, you will get all the resources. After knowing this, are you still willing to let me be responsible?"
Jiang Jiang felt a little guilty.
After all, the attitude of the demon clan, who are hated by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation, is definitely more outrageous than that of the monster clan.
Moreover, while this person was asking questions, his arm around her waist was getting tighter and tighter, and he had no intention of letting her go at all.
Jiang Jiang didn't think about leaving either.
She patted his arm to signal him to be gentler.
Then he hugged her even tighter.
Jiang Jiang: “…”
She had no choice but to follow his strength and lie in his arms to stroke the fur of his big tail.
"They deserve it."
"When they have such thoughts, they should think that they will be treated the same way in the future."
"I'll be with you."
The strength on my arm loosened.
Jiang Jiang had just taken a breath when he heard the man's voice above him, sounding a little helpless.
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