Xue Ling had planned to rush back to the rock mountain as soon as possible, but Huanhuan was too weak for him to fly with her. The lack of oxygen and strong wind at high altitudes would hurt her body.
He found a large tree nearby and built a small cabin on it. He planned to rest here for a few days and return after Huanhuan recovered from her injuries.
There wasn't much room in the house, just enough for two people to move around. The floor was covered in a thick animal hide blanket, and there was a small brazier in the corner.
Xue Ling even specially hung some flowers on the wall as decorations.
However, after taking a look, he felt that the flowers were not good-looking. He pulled them off and threw them aside. Then, he plucked a few fiery feathers from his body and arranged them into a beautiful flame shape. He hung them on the wall for decoration.
His feathers were indeed the most beautiful!
