This little girl, originally called Qingchen, why was she kicked out?

was kicked out, and she had to take the risk to collect medicine, how will this little girl live in the future......

Looking at the little girl's appearance, she was only in her teens, and her body was covered with dust. Xiao Chen was a little sad, in the barren sea, it was really difficult for ordinary people to live.

"Don't cry, I promise you, bring this herb back. But you said to me, 'Why were you driven out, and who drove you out, your parents?"

Xiao Chen's series of questions made the little girl a little dazed.

Watery eyes looked at Xiao Chen, hesitant, not knowing which to answer first.

Xiao Chen knew that he was in a hurry, sighed lightly, softened his tone, and asked again, "Where are your parents?"

"Qingchen had no parents and died when he was very young. ”

The poor child, who turned out to be an orphan, Xiao Chen continued to ask, "Who drove you away?"

"Grandpa the village chief, grandpa the village chief let Xiao Qingchen go as far as possible, woo woo woo...... But my brother is sick, and if I don't step on the medicine and go back to Lingyu, what should my brother do, woo woo woo ......"

The little girl seemed to have been greatly wronged, and was worried about her brother's illness, so she cried even more.

Xiao Chen didn't want to ask again, and waited for the girl to calm down a little before continuing to ask, "Where is your village?"

"There!"

The little girl pointed in a direction, Xiao Chen's divine sense escaped into his eyes, and he looked into the distance, and there was indeed a village more than a hundred miles away.

Picking up the little girl, Xiao Chen took her and began to hurry.

"Big brother, I can't go back, will the village chief's grandfather be angry?" The little girl said with some fear: "Big brother, just bring back the herbs I picked, Xiao Qingchen can't go back......"

Xiao Chen looked at the sunset in the distance and said softly, "It's getting dark, where can you go?"

More than a hundred miles, for Xiao Chen, it won't take too long.

Halfway through, Xiao Chen encountered a group of rogues riding strange beasts.

In the barren sea, the rogues are like sand, everywhere. Where blood is shed, morality is hard to exist, and chaos and killing coexist.

Xiao Chen didn't talk to the other party, and he didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, after feeling the fierce aura on the other party's body.

The left hand covered Xiao Qingchen's eyes, and the right hand punched out.

The hundred rogues in front of them, including the strange beasts they were riding, all turned into a pool of blood mist.

After letting go of his hand, Xiao Qingchen blinked, why did the group of bad guys just now disappear all at once.

Looking at the quadripartite environment, it is becoming more and more familiar.

Xiao Qingchen was a little expectant, but also a little scared, and didn't dare to speak in Xiao Chen's arms.

When it was about to get dark, Xiao Chen came to the village.

There are about 100 households in the village, and the four sides use thunderwood to surround the city with a simple guardrail, which is used to prevent dirty things at night.

Thunder wood, in the middle of the barren sea, a kind of wood that has some restraint on dirty things.

Most of the gathering places such as villages have this wood, and the fence enclosed by them looks like a stockade.

At this moment, it was getting late, and many villagers were blessing the guardrail, and when they saw Xiao Chen and the girl in his arms, they suddenly panicked.

"Tell the village chief that Xiao Qingchen is back!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

These villagers threw down their work and ran back in a panic, which made Xiao Chen a little suspicious.

Xiao Qingchen, who was put down, saw this scene, and felt sad for a while, and couldn't help crying again.

After a while, the villagers surrounded a thin old man in linen, the old man looked at Xiao Qingchen, then at Xiao Chen, sighed and said, "Take her back, this young man, it's getting dark, come in and talk." ”

The old man's cultivation is not high, but the people who survive in the great wilderness are far stronger than the mortals outside.

If you don't adapt to this harsh environment, you can't live, so although the old man looks old, his spirit is not bad.

Xiao Chen saw that this old man didn't look like a bad person, and said softly: "Village chief, this is the herb that Xiao Qingchen picked outside, and I want to give it to her younger brother." ”

Xiao Qingchen was teary-eyed, came over with the herb, and cried: "Grandpa the village chief, Xiao Qingchen is not going in, this herb grandpa the village chief helped me sell it, take care of my brother, he is sick, I am afraid that no one will take care of him." ”

The old man of the village chief sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in his vicissitudes of life, and there were faint tears flashing.

"Come in, it's getting dark, what's the matter, I'll talk about it after dawn. You also go to see your brother, and everyone has been taking care of him. ”

"Really?"

Xiao Qingchen blinked, but he was still a little afraid to go in.

Xiao Chen didn't speak, picked her up, and walked directly into the village chief.

As the sky was getting dark, the villagers hurriedly closed the wooden door of the stockade and sprinkled a layer of black dust along the edge.

After sending Xiao Qingchen to his home, Xiao Chen, who couldn't stop Xiao Qingchen, bent down and said, "Thank you, big brother, I went to see my brother." ”

Xiao Chen didn't go into the wooden house.

The old man of the village chief sighed and led Xiao Chen aside.

"What do you call the old man?"

The village chief said: "I am old, I am the seventh in line, and the village shouts the seventh master." ”

"Then I'll call you the Seventh Master. ”

The village chief hurriedly said: "I can't help it, the little brother is not an ordinary person at first glance, his eyebrows are clear, Zhong Ling's bones are beautiful, so he can call me this bad old man's seventh master." ”

"It's okay, let's take a step to talk. ”

The seventh master led Xiao Chen to his house.

There were other people in the room, and when they heard the seventh master say that the distinguished guests were coming, they hurriedly took out the wine and began to entertain them.

Unexpectedly, the wine poured out of the rough animal skin wine bag was unexpectedly delicious.

Xiao Chen took one bite and said in surprise: "Good wine, Seventh Master, this is his own wine?"

The seventh master's face was full of wrinkles, revealing a hint of a smile: "Well, a little craftsmanship passed down from the ancestors." ”

Some honest young men next to him said: "How is it a small craft, the wine brewed by our seventh master is a must-have within a radius of thousands of miles." The fine wine brewed by the ancestors has appeared in the heavenly fragrance feast in the deserted city. ”

Deserted city!

In the barren sea, the largest city can be regarded as a holy city. The city is much older than some dragon cities in the Dragon Empire.

Gathering the forces of the world, it is a dazzling pearl in the barren sea.

As for the heavenly fragrance feast, it is even more remarkable.

The holy land of Tianxiang, every hundred years, will hold a banquet to invite all directions, which can attract forces from all directions, which is a rare event in the world.

The seventh master sighed: "It's all in the past, the world is too chaotic these years, the materials are hard to find, and the craft of winemaking has long been lost in my generation." What's the use of making wine these days......

The words of the seventh master were sensitive, and the words revealed a lot of sadness.

Xiao Chen diverted the topic and said: "Seventh Master, why do you want to drive Xiao Qingchen out, I don't think you are a ruthless person, is there any bitterness in this?"

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. Little brother, you are extraordinary, sooner or later you will soar into the sky, hundreds of millions of miles, our small village, in the eyes of Dapeng is not even a drop of waves. Little brother, why bother with this?"

The old man saw that Xiao Chen was an extraordinary martial artist, and said that he had a good future.

The sesame trivial things in the village are nothing compared to his world, let him ignore them.

Just like the roc, you won't pay attention to the small fish that jumps up with the waves when it takes off.

It soars, in the blink of an eye, it is thousands of miles, and in the blink of an eye, it can only fly higher and farther.

The seventh master's words were a polite refusal, but also a politeness. There is also some pride, who don't want to ask strangers for help, and see very clearly that you and I are people of two worlds.

"Seventh Master, that's not what I said. Xiao Chen was a little surprised, put down his wine glass, and wanted to say something.

But he was interrupted by the Seventh Master: "In the Great Wilderness, there is no bloodshed a day, there is no dead person on any day, even the saints can't solve it, little brother, you really don't have to worry about it." Each person has his own destiny in the world...... You can have a good night's rest here tonight. ”

Seeing this, Xiao Chen was helpless, knowing that this matter was in a hurry.

Speechless all night.

At sunrise, Xiao Chen walked out of the house and saw the villagers gathered together to worship a lonely peak in the distance.

Lone Peak is a green mountain, the whole body is verdant, but there is no vegetation, as if it is completely made of divine gold.

Xiao Chen observed, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but wonder.

This green mountain, with extraordinary momentum, rises from the ground, revealing a sharp spirit. But when it reached the top of the mountain, this momentum came to an abrupt end.

On the top of the mountain, there is a platform, neat and smooth, as if it has been cut by someone.

After these people finished worshipping, Xiao Chen found the honest young man in the Seventh Master's house yesterday and sounded.

When the honest young man heard this question, he scratched his head and said, "I don't know, what's weird, this existence in a radius of millions of miles." It is said that every morning, I will worship this green mountain, and I don't know what to worship about the rules handed down from my ancestors. But after worshipping, I did feel a little down-to-earth in my heart, which was weird. ”

"Hasn't anyone been there to see it closely?"

"It's not clean, and even if the day passes, it's cloudy. When we got close to 10,000 meters, we didn't dare to go over, and the Seventh Master kept warning us not to go over. ”

Xiao Chen was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't help but get even worse.

The honest young man suddenly came over and whispered: "I once heard the old man in the village say that this mountain originally had a dragon's head, and it has always been a dragon's head mountain! Later, when the dragon's head broke, it was not clean. ”