Chapter 247
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The cave wasn't deep, and it wasn't cold. There was a bonfire in the cave, and a fat lamb was roasted over the fire. The other side of the cave was pitch-black.
Lin Tian left Scott here.
"Where is this?" Scott asked.
"The place to treat your injuries," Lin Tian said. "Take off your clothes. The water here is a hot spring, and it has a special effect. It can reduce inflammation and stop bleeding. There's also my blood here. It should be effective for you. "
When his feet touched the ground, Scott realized that it wasn't flat ground, but a very warm pool.
The water in the pool wasn't deep. After he sat down, it reached his neck and he soaked his whole body.
The blood around him slowly drifted away.
Lin Tian didn't look at him. He sat down with his back facing him and looked at the roasted lamb. He held a small knife in his hand and cut the mutton piece by piece to eat.
"You can eat?" Scott asked in surprise.
"Why not?" Lin Tian asked.
"You … aren't you a Blood Demon?"
The internal organs of Blood Demons were dead things without blood flow. Therefore, they couldn't digest anything at all. If they ate, they could only cut open their stomachs and take out the rotten food from their intestines.
However, Lin Tian was eating!
"I'm not a Blood Demon," Lin Tian said. "My body can still produce blood."
"You're really special," Scott said.
"I'm afraid there are more special things later. Let's wait a little longer."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Waiting for your injuries to heal, waiting for you to put on a show with me, waiting for someone to deliver goods here."
"Deliver goods? What goods? "
"You'll know when they arrive."
The sky was hazy, and cold wind blew. A snowstorm swept across the mountain peak, howling in this uninhabited mountain peak. On a mountain road in the distance, a horse carriage was galloping through the snowy mountains without the slightest scruple.
The carriage driver stopped on a slope that was away from the wind and facing the sun. He wanted to drink some wine here and catch his breath while waiting for the owner of this batch of goods to come and pick them up. He also opened the door to let the goods in the carriage breathe and move around so that they wouldn't suffocate to death and reduce the price.
His goods were people! They were trafficked from outside to be sold to the people in the castle!
The coachman's name was Old Gaoshi.
He had been driving in the Bloodthirsty Mountain all his life and had done business with the castle for ten years. He had seen the decline of the castle with his own eyes. He had also seen the population of the Bloodthirsty Mountain decrease with each generation. However, the old man felt that this was still not enough. If it weren't for the fact that the natives of the Bloodthirsty Mountain were all dead, how could it be his turn to sell people?
Suddenly, a beast's roar resounded through the clouds, causing the valley to tremble. Hearing this roar, the horses present all neighed crazily. The old master hurriedly pulled these horses to stabilize them.
After the roar, the sound of chains could be heard through the layers of wind and snow.
In the thick fog, a huge strange shadow slowly walked over. Walking a little closer, the old man was surprised to see that it was actually a strange beast coming over!
This strange beast's body was like a lion's, but its whole body was covered in green scales. However, there were horns on its head. It was actually a dragon's head!
Although this exotic beast had a strange appearance, the moment they saw it, they were actually able to tell the species of this exotic beast without any hesitation! Because it seemed that there was no beast in the mortal world that could walk with this kind of arrogance, elegance, and domineeringness.
This kind of strange beast's nobility could only be possessed by the emperor of the beasts that people were familiar with.
Because this emperor was a qilin.
The thing that slowly walked out of the thick fog was actually a chaotic qilin whose entire body was emitting yellow flames!
A chain extended from the qilin's mouth and was grabbed by a person's hand. He was wearing a black western hunting suit with golden edges. Behind him was the red cloak that had never left his body for ten thousand years.
This suit of clothes perfectly highlighted his majestic figure. He looked powerful and domineering. From afar, it gave the illusion that he was wearing a mighty armor.
Red was the most dazzling and most eye-catching color. It was also the most arrogant color. The world's overlords liked to wear red robes or red cloaks.
This person riding the qilin was no exception. He was mighty and domineering. He didn't give off any feeling of a "human". He was an asura after a fierce battle. He was more like a rakshasa that devoured evil spirits.
One could find any trace of a devil on his face, but not any aura of a "human".
The most shocking thing about him was his eyes. The pupils of his eyes were purple. There were actually seven small marks on them. The pair of eyes looked like they were carved out of purple jade by a superb craftsman. However, were these the eyes of a human?
No matter how one looked at it, it didn't look like it!
Sitting on the qilin, Lin Tian let go of the chain in his hand and let this chaotic hell qilin walk slowly on the road. He and the dark blue chaotic qilin reflected each other. It was as if he was a general who had just returned from a fierce battle in hell.
The old man didn't dare to move at all. He stood in place like an ice sculpture. At this time, he prayed. He prayed that the wind and snow would be bigger and bury him so that this general from hell couldn't see him and directly walk past him.
However, things didn't go as he wished. When the chaotic qilin walked to the old man's side, it stopped.
Lin Tian looked straight ahead. His eyes slowly turned and finally fixed on the old man's body!
The old man, who didn't dare to move, suddenly trembled. He felt like a basin of ice water was poured from head to toe. This gaze was like two ice swords that directly penetrated his body. Not only was it painful enough to make people want to die, but it was also so cold that people couldn't die even if they wanted to!
The old man wanted to beg for mercy, but his tongue seemed to be frozen. He couldn't say a word. The two people only looked at each other for a moment. However, the old man felt like tens of thousands of years had passed!
A demonic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His gaze returned to the front. Lin Tian shook the chain in his hand and let the qilin continue to move forward.
The horse pulling the carriage also moved. It silently followed behind the qilin. With a large carriage of people, it silently disappeared into the fog with the qilin.
Only when he couldn't hear the sound of the iron chain did the old man finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Everything was like a dream. Did he really see a person riding a qilin just now? It was undeniable. After all, the huge claw mark on the ground hadn't been buried by the snow.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over, blowing the wind and snow. The old man was already complaining in his heart.
The person he was waiting for had arrived.
In the thick fog of wind and snow, five figures gradually became clear.
This was a young man wearing a black robe with four guards under him. The old man knew that this young man was called Akat. He was one of the Law Kings of the Sky Castle.
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