As he meditated, the breeze blew across his cheeks, the fragrance of purple flowers in summer filled the air, and his frown brows slowly unfolded.

Xingyuan slowly opened his eyes and took out a few shiny crystals from his arms. There were still dried blood on the crystals. These crystals were all spiritual crystals of monsters. Every time Xingyuan and his grandfather went out to practice, they would harvest some spiritual crystals. These spiritual crystals played a great role in cultivators.

Xingyuan held several spiritual crystals in his hands and closed his eyes. The spirit crystals of the monsters were very pure, but they could not really absorb a lot of spiritual energy. After all, the two were different, so it was basically impossible to truly absorb all the spiritual energy in the spiritual crystals. The nourishment of spiritual energy is very important. It can lay a considerable foundation for the demon qi and even increase the success rate of the demon qi.

Just a few breaths, Xingyuan spread his hands open, and the spiritual crystals in his hand dimmed. The spiritual energy was absorbed into Xingyuan's body and merged into the flesh and blood. The fatigue of his body suddenly disappeared a lot.

There are not many such spiritual crystals in the tribe, most of them are small spiritual crystals, that is, such spiritual crystals in Xingyuan's hands, and there are very few spiritual crystals in the middle. Although they are only a level gap, their functions are divided into clouds and mud, so spiritual crystals are also a very important resource in the tribe.

The small spirit crystal usually appears in some relatively low-level monsters, and it is relatively easy to obtain. Of course, there are also top-quality small spirit crystals. Xingyuan took out a red spirit crystal from his arms at this moment. The fire spirit crystal is like a piece of ruby. Holding it in his hand, you can clearly feel a sense of heat. This is a spirit crystal with attributes. There may only be one of these spirit crystals, which is very rare.

"Ying'er always wanted to have a fire spirit crystal, and finally found it for her." Xingyuan looked at the fire spirit crystal in his hand and couldn't help but smile. The fire spirit crystal is a attribute spirit crystal, which is rarer and more valuable than those pure spirit crystals. Xingyuan stood up, put the fire spirit crystal in his hand into his arms, stood on the giant tree and looked down at the entire Yunling tribe, giving him a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, which was very different from the world in his memory. Although it was a world where the strong prey on the weak, it was just that this world was expressed more directly. He couldn't help but sigh softly.

Xingyuan shook his head, threw away the distant memories, touched the fire spirit crystal in his arms, and couldn't help laughing again.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Ying'er should be very happy to see this Fire Spirit Crystal. Go and find him now." Xing Yuan finished speaking, and smiled slightly and walked down from the giant tree and ran to the tribe.

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In a corner of Yunling tribe, the houses here are relatively simple and narrow. People wear very ragged clothes. Some people still wear shackles on their hands and feet. This is where the prisoners live.

The Yunling tribe can become a medium-sized tribe, and there are many difficulties in the middle, and it is even more frequent when encountering wars. Most of these prisoners of war are women and children. Wars are cruel, and women and children are innocent. Therefore, the Yunling tribe built a place where prisoners live, and prisoners need to work hard labor for your tribe and survive in the tribe.

At this time, in a corner of the prisoner's land, there was a gorgeous boy standing. There were two followers following him, surrounding a girl in a cloth clothes. From the clothes, it can be seen that the girl was a prisoner, and the girl's eyes turned red at this time.

"Hmph, Lingying, I tell you not to think that we dare not do anything to you with Xingyuan protecting you. I heard that Xingyuan gave you an intermediate magic book to practice magic. It is better to lend it to me. I will let you go today." The young man standing in the middle looked at the ragged girl and said fiercely.

When Ying'er heard this, she shook her head repeatedly. This was a magic trick given by Brother Xingyuan. She naturally could not give it to others. She was a prisoner. She was twelve years old this year. She has been in the Yunling tribe since she remembered. She became a prisoner of the Yunling tribe when her mother was pregnant. Not long after giving birth to her, her mother came to sick. She was left alone. Fortunately, some kind prisoners were willing to give her a bite of food, but they were often bullied by the Yunling tribe. The situation was not better until they met Xingyuan, but there were still some people who bullied themselves while Xingyuan was away.

When the boy saw Ying'er not making any noise, he only shook his head, his eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Ying'er's clothes and acted to hit her, but he didn't continue, as if he was afraid of something.

"I tell you, don't toast and not eat the punishment. It's just an intermediate magic. We don't want you in vain. I'll give you ten spirit coins to buy for you. This is enough for you to eat for a month." After the boy said that, he took out ten golden spirit coins from his arms. Ying'er was suddenly stunned when she saw this. So far, she hadn't seen so many spirit coins.

But she still didn't agree, and shook her head firmly, expressing her unwillingness. The boy was furious when he saw this and roared at her, scaring Ying'er to take a few steps back and almost fell down.

"Don't give it? I'll tell you, if you don't give it to me today, I'll cut the food in your entire prisoner area by half!" The young man shouted, and Ying'er was panicked when she heard it and waved her hand quickly.

"Okay, young master, I'm wrong, but Brother Xingyuan said that the magic cannot be lent to others..." Ying'er was so scared that her face was pale and her voice trembled.

If the entire prisoner area was cut in half because of her food, the prisoners would not let her go. The food was too little and could only barely maintain basic living needs. If the food was cut in half, many people would go hungry, and she didn't want to.

The other prisoners around seemed to hear the boy's scolding and looked at the boy, but no one dared to speak. When the food was cut in half, a hint of anxiety appeared in their eyes, but no one dared to speak up.

Seeing that more and more people were watching around, the boy frowned slightly and shouted, "What are you looking at? Go to work. You unpleasant people are disgusted with your appetite, get out of here!"

The boy was dressed in a gorgeous manner, and there was a jade sign with two stars hanging around his waist. It can be seen that his identity is extraordinary. Each star in this sign symbolizes the status of the family, with the highest five stars. The boy has two stars, and it seems that he is also a core clan member, and his status is obvious.

The onlookers instantly dispersed when they heard the boy's scolding and did not dare to take a look.

The boy's eyes turned to Ying'er, whose eyes were red, and he seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

"I tell you, Xingyuan and the clan leader have gone out to experience it. No one can save you today. If you don't give me the magic, I will let you go without you!" The young man said fiercely, knowing Xingyuan's whereabouts very well.

Ying'er continued to shake her head. This time, the boy was really angry. With his identity, which prisoner dared to refuse his request, but now he was rejected by a little girl. Such things made him intolerable.

"You damn prisoner, you dare not listen to me!" The young man grabbed Ying'er. The twelve-year-old Ying'er was not tall at all. The thin boy raised her up and slapped her towards Ying'er. The other prisoners looked at her from a distance, and a hint of responsibilities appeared in their eyes.

"Master Xingchi, this captive is the sister recognized by the Young Master Xingyuan. If you hit her, Master Xingyuan may..." Just as Xingchi waved his hand and was about to fall on Ying'er's face, one of the middle-aged men behind him said respectfully.

The middle-aged man's words stunned Xingchi, and he looked at the weak Ying'er in his hand fiercely, and was very angry.

"Xingyuan, huh, do you think I'm not as good as that waste who can't even succeed in the Demon Qi. Will my dignified Spirit Lizard Giant Beast inheritor be afraid of him?" As Xing Chi spoke, her whole face was distorted, and a cold breath emanated from him.

Xingchi seemed to have a great hatred for Xingyuan in his tone. After saying that, he became even more angry and waved his hand to beat Ying'er again.

The force was even stronger than just now. The palm wind blew over Ying'er's cheek, which scared her to close her eyes. She had experienced too much such as being beaten. She dared not speak, so she could only bear it silently. She knew her identity very well.

The palm wind became stronger and stronger. Xingchi's hand was about to hit Ying'er. Suddenly, a white palm stretched out from somewhere, grabbed Xingchi's hand, and then a faint sound came.

"You dare to hit my sister of Xingyuan?" This voice was Xingyuan. Several middle-aged men around him hurriedly dispersed when they heard Xingyuan's voice. Although Xingyuan was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was erect and a high-ranking aura emanated from him.

Xingchi was stunned. When he saw Xingyuan's face turned pale. He hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed Ying'er and took a few steps back. Just as Xingchi retreated, Xingyuan stepped forward, grabbed Xingchi with one punch, and hit him in the face. Xingchi didn't even react. He was beaten back a few steps, and his nose bleeding was blown out by Xingyuan.

"Xingyuan! You trash, you dare to hit me!" Xingchi looked at Xingyuan who was rubbing his fists in surprise, and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Why don't you dare! A dog thing that is worse than a waste," Xingyuan slowly raised his head, and looked at Xingchi with deep eyes coldly.

Xing Chi was hit hard by Xing Yuan's punch, and she thrust her face, which was so painful that Xing Yuan was hit. Her eyes sank, and her pupils turned into diamond shapes. The demonic aura emanated from him. It seemed that she wanted to compete with Xing Yuan!

"Young Master Xingyuan!" When Xingchi's two followers saw Xingyuan, they were sweating profusely and clasped their fists and said respectfully.

Xingba sank, demonic energy emitted from his body, and his muscles suddenly swelled, and his whole body suddenly looked like the two of them. Now he was a head taller in front of Xingyuan, looking down at Xingyuan. Although he had already been demonic, Xingyuan was the grandson of the clan leader after all, and he was a little afraid in his heart.

"Master Xingchi, there are quite a lot of punishments for private fights in the tribe. Why not wait until the Demon Spirit Ceremony to compete with Master Xingyuan!" The middle-aged man behind Xingchi was sweating profusely. If he really started fighting and hurt Xingyuan, the clan leader would not let Xingchi go easily no matter what. He would not be able to escape. But the Demon Spirit Ceremony is different. Even if he hurt Xingyuan, he would have excuses to shirk it. Not only would he not be punished, but he would also be rewarded, and he would not be punished. Xingyuan seemed to have also heard the profound meaning of the middle-aged man's words. He looked at Xingchi with a playful look and held his hands in front of his chest. Even if Xingchi was one head higher in front of him, he seemed to be unable to defeat Xingyuan.

Xing Chi was stunned. To be honest, he had no idea of ​​taking action at this moment, for fear of causing the anger of the clan leader. At this moment, he was just trying to find a way. After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Xing Chixin immediately shook and glared at Xing Yuan fiercely.

"Hmph! There is no demon ignorance at the age of fifteen. I remember this punch today. Xingyuan, wait. At the Demon Spirit Ceremony, I want to hit you kneel down and beg for mercy!" Xingchi snorted coldly, the demonic energy dissipated, turned around and strode away. This time his face was so disgraceful.

Xingchi got a demon last year, but he didn't dare to fight Xingyuan. Yaoqi really entered the practice, but Xingyuan has been training with Kun Wuzi since he was a child. He has mastered too many skills and his physical strength is much stronger than some children of the same age of Yaoqi. Moreover, Xingchi just now had a fair bit of suspense and wanted to fight Xingyuan, but if he fully understood the inheritance, it would be a different matter.

Xing Chi is not a core clan, so he has very limited access to magic tricks, but Xing Yuan is different. He has been learning various high-level magic tricks since he was a child. He heard that Xing Yuan gave a captive intermediate magic trick, and he immediately had evil thoughts.

"Let's go!" Xing Chi glanced at Xing Yuan fiercely, turned around and left quickly, feeling very unwilling!

Xingchi quickly left the prisoner area with his followers. After watching Xingchi leave, Xingyuan looked at Ying'er. Ying'er's neck was pulled by Xingchi's force just now, and Xingyuan frowned.

"Ying'er, does it hurt?" Xingyuan asked softly, his eyebrows and eyes full of worry. Ying'er immediately wiped the blurry eyes around her eyes when she saw Xingyuan. Her clear and bright eyes turned into crescent moons. She looked at Xingyuan with a worried face with a smile, and shook her head quickly. There were tears left in her eyes, which looked even more charming.

"It doesn't hurt, when will Brother Xingyuan come back?" Ying'er seemed to be fine. It's fake to say that the bruise was not painful.

Ying'er is only twelve years old this year, but such a living environment has already taught her to be strong. Xingyuan looked at Ying'er with a firm face, and felt a little worried and reluctant in his heart. He was so strong at a young age. But he didn't expect that he was still a child. Xingyuan stopped talking and grabbed Ying'er and walked out of the prisoner area. Although Ying'er was a prisoner, in Xingyuan's eyes, Ying'er had long become his sister and the person he decided to protect!

"Since the moment you called my brother, you have been my Xingyuan's sister from now on. I want to become stronger so that I can always protect you!" Xingyuan took Ying'er's hand and walked out. Thinking of the scene just now, Xingyuan's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

That year, in winter, Xingyuan was five years old. He was wearing a cotton jacket and wandering among the tribe. He saw Ying'er for the first time in the prisoner's area. Ying'er, who was only two years old, was wearing a tulle gauze, and her little mouth was black, and she kept shaking. Xingyuan didn't hate the prisoners, because this is the case in this world. Survival of the fittest is the law of law.

"Brother, I'm so cold~" Ying'er looked at Xingyuan tremblingly. The two-year-old woman was not so clear. She looked at Xingyuan with big eyes, and her small face was frozen to dark purple.

This glance immediately attracted Xingyuan. Looking at Ying'er, he felt very familiar. He seemed to have heard the word "brother" somewhere. He was too familiar, and it made him feel distressed.

He took off his cotton jacket and put it on Ying'er's body.

"Do you still have family?" Xingyuan was young at that time, but he had already learned about the world first. He asked softly as Ying'er, whose little face was frozen into purple.

Ying'er looked at Xingyuan gratefully. After hearing Xingyuan's words, she shook her head gently, and her eyes suddenly became rosy. She knew that her mother fell ill shortly after giving birth to her.

"May I have your name?"

"Lingying."

"My name is Xingyuan, from now on, you will be my sister. I will protect you!" The tender words fell on the ice and snow. Maybe they were ignorant, but they were warm.

At this moment, Xingyuan decided that he would always protect Ying'er. That familiarity was his own familiarity, because that year was also winter, and Kun Wuzi also brought him back in the heavy snow.
Chapter completed!