C3

The Sunset Mountains were covered by the heavy snow. It was like a white canvas that was spread out on the ground. There were traces of it where Qin Lang had left his cage.

In the cages that were originally meant to catch some ordinary birds, there was a fiery-red little thing. It looked a little angry, and its round little eyes were staring at Qin Lang who was walking in the snow with difficulty.

In the cage with the red sparrow, the other birds that were even bigger than it lay motionless on the ground. The cage that was originally woven from thin iron wire and bamboo strips was now in a complete mess, the bamboo strips were almost completely broken, and there were also traces of being roasted on fire. The crooked iron wire finally wrapped around the cage, preventing the prey inside from escaping.

Qin Lang walked in front of the cages and looked at the seven to eight prey inside. The corner of his mouth twitched. He was able to open a meat pot for himself and his neighbors once again.

"Chirp!" A short but sharp shout rang out, attracting Qin Lang's gaze.

Qin Lang lowered his head and looked at the little fellow that he was too lazy to bother with just now. Although you were a little redder than other birds, you did not have much meat on your body.

"This little guy is quite interesting. Not only is he not afraid of being caught, he even dares to glare at me?" Qin Lang squatted down and stared at the fist-sized, fiery-red sparrow. He hesitated and said, "Are you a demon beast?!"

The little bird rolled its eyes. Qin Lang was stunned. He could clearly see the word 'disdain' in the little bird's eyes. This little fellow could actually understand human language!

He had been running around Sunset Mountains since he was eight years old. Although he had never been to the depths, he had already run all over the area in the past four years. Other than seeing a few unicorns, he had never seen any other demonic beasts, nor had he ever seen such a intelligent bird.

He had only seen something like this once before. It was two years ago, when a woman from the Shangguan family came to look at the stone monument, she was holding a snow-white fox in her arms.

He stuck his finger into the cage and tried to touch the creature's feathers, but he pulled back.

The burning feeling was too unbearable. The little sparrow's feathers were standing up and its sharp beak had just closed, yet its eyes seemed to be shooting out fire. It could even vaguely see traces of flames. A spirit pet that could spit fire? It seemed like it could be sold for a good price. Qin Lang silently thought to himself.

However, in the blink of an eye, the little fellow's feathers fell back down and its round eyes no longer stared at him. Instead, it looked outside the cage in fear. His gaze followed her, but his eyes widened. What was that?!

At some point, a golden cloud had drifted over from the depths of the Sunset Mountains, as if it was churning. There seemed to be a person standing on the cloud.

"Ga!" After the scream, the clouds disappeared and a man fell down from the sky in an arc.

Not far away from Qin Lang, he looked extremely weak. Qin Lang saw him struggle to sit up and carefully asked, "Senior, are you alright?" His father's teachings made him understand that it was always right to take the initiative and greet him.

That person raised his head and looked at Qin Lang's weak smile, "Which family are you from?" He glanced at the little red sparrow, but the little red sparrow lowered its little head, "Our luck is not bad, you and I are fated. Let me give you something, I guarantee that this little thing will follow you." As he spoke, he handed over an exquisite bag.

Although he did not know what monster it was earlier, Qin Lang had never seen such a huge demonic beast. A senior that could subdue this demonic beast made a move, so the gift must have been something extraordinary, "Senior, I am the person from Stone Tablet Town, the gift you gave me is too precious, I cannot accept it. Senior, you still haven't told me about Little Red …"

"Boom!" Qin Lang's voice was cut off. He turned his head to look in the direction of Stone Monument Town. The mountain had collapsed. No, the snow on the mountain had fallen.

"The avalanche …" Suddenly, he thought of the old man beside him and quickly turned his head, "Senior, I have to …" But there was no one in front of him, so he didn't care anymore and immediately prepared to rush to the Stele Town.

He had only taken a few steps when he froze in place. The avalanche that was originally heading towards the direction of Stone Tablet Town abruptly changed its direction and slid towards a flat land with no one around. With a "pu" sound, Qin Lang turned his head back. The senior had returned, but he looked even weaker now.

"Senior, did you save Stone Tablet Town …?" Qin Lang rushed over. He knew that the person who forcefully changed the direction of the avalanche was none other than this senior.

"Child, come over here. I don't have much time left, I have something to talk to you about." The old man's weak voice came from the front.