"Now you are satisfied, this child does have something to do with you, and it is not a demon fetus, even if you are not responsible, I will raise it myself"

Granny glared at Lillard, wondering how long the man would be able to deny it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You'd better admit it..... I have a daughter..... Actually, I don't suffer a loss."

Hildes stammered, very unconvinced that things would turn out like this, she felt that any reason was useless, this would not be able to resist everyone, and it was the best result now to recognize and carry it with her at all times so as not to harm others. Now.... Do you have an extra sister, or is there an extra sister or something???

Leillard didn't expect Hildis to say that the two would work together on it, but as a result, this thick-eyed and big-eyed man also betrayed the revolution, and for a while, he was lost in the betrayal of his relatives, and he couldn't be a real man for five seconds???

"I admit it, it's all my mistake, okay.... I'll raise this daughter to the end."

With a dejected face, he found that as long as he was firm in something, the law that would turn the tables would happen again, which was as terrible as the law of cause and effect.

With his head down, Lillard leaned over to hand over the baby to Grannie, and for a moment he wondered if he was getting too old.

He didn't even want to be a father in the near future.

Why did you become a father?

Why are there so many unreliable teammates and opponents?

Walking out the door in a gray way, Lillard found a corner to crouch and found that his brain was too low.

It seems that it is inseparable from this phoenix in the chest, there is a high-ranking demon living in it, this baby is also a demon, and then it is enslaved? Isn't it better to eat it? What is his intention? It is not to carry forward the great spirit of the people's servant, the Belt and Road, let the world be full of love.

Lillard couldn't figure it out, and he would also fall into a dead zone of logical thinking, so he simply continued to dig his own hole while everyone else was taking care of the baby and the mother.

Thinking about it like this, my heart is open-minded, I can't do anything big by jumping up and down with a mentally retarded person, and since what should have come has been designed, wait for him to come.

Scolding a few goblins who were lazily playing poker on the side, a construction team with shovels and wooden baskets began to dig in the tunnel of the cave from before, and Lillard prepared to follow the tunnel to see what would come at the end.

After giving birth, Granny's strength began to slowly recover, and now he is no longer weak.

Maybe the demon in his chest needs more nutrients? Maybe the mortals can't get more energy, so they have to rely on their own bodies to provide strong strength, and then grab the troublemakers and let them work hard to recover.

Thinking about it this way, it's a bit of a past.

But wouldn't it be more efficient for Mao not to directly turn into a demon and hunt on the ground?

Or is he afraid of something?

Leillard let his brain fly in the sky, and he had already walked farther and farther along the tunnel, which was already paved except for the part that broke from the room and stretched dozens of meters long. It makes people think that this is Kamia relying on her own strength to forcibly punch holes into other secret passages.

He walked along the existing tunnel towards the other end of the castle, the ground could see the traces of Kamia's scales and stones rubbing, the number of times he came and went was actually relatively small, there was a thin layer of floating ash on the ground, and he came to the end in a few minutes, it was still a secret room, there were still traces of fighting in the secret room, black blood was sprinkled on the walls, there were rotten human tissues in the corners, and the road was blocked.

The heavy stone has existed since the beginning when the castle was designed, and it should be to prevent some people from attacking this place, and it is reserved for the escape route for their family, and perhaps it is simply to prevent people from discovering some secrets deep in the tunnel. The tunnel, which could only be passed through by one person, was completely sealed, and the chambers, passages, and stones were all made from obsidian that could only be produced by volcanoes, and were so hard that even Lillard would have had a lot of effort to dig by hand.

Luckily, there's also a universal vegetable cutting sword, which is simply invincible against this kind of thing.

Looking at the shallow scratches on the obsidian, it is estimated that Kamia has also made an effort, but her claws are obviously too inferior.

Leillard made a gap in the wall of the chamber and kept digging forward, and after about twenty minutes, he finally dug a way through the tunnel.

It was still pitch black, and he could smell the rotting corpses, but there were still a few living people. It's just very weak, like a flickering candle flame that will be extinguished in minutes.

Walking cautiously forward, he wasn't sure if the other party had set a trap, maybe this kind of family would have some magic weapons against demons?

If you accidentally get shot by a highly poisonous bow and die with a whimper, it will become a human tragedy.

Switching the observation mode of both eyes, several hidden magic traps were found in the tunnel, all of which were driven by the magic stone as a power source, and if you accidentally stepped into it, it would definitely not be a good result.

Carefully noting down the structure of these magic traps, Leillard used the magic pattern technique he learned to unravel them little by little, and then took away the crystal, after doing so five times in this tunnel of more than ten meters, he finally came to the end, repeatedly confirmed that there were no traps, Leillard still broke through the wall and entered the house from the other side, and he was relieved to see the scene inside the house.

This is supposed to be a study, very imposing and a lot of materials are piled up on the shelves, but this time many books are torn, and there are many books that are only a few remnants of them discarded on the ground. The candles were also lit, and the room, which was still quite large, was lifeless because all the exits were closed, and Leillard was dizzy when he came in, and his brain was also warned of lack of oxygen.

Looking towards a certain corner, there were four people lying under the wrapping of various clothes, carpets and curtains, very peculiar, all of them were women, two adults and two children, perhaps the legendary protection of women and children and the strong men of the clan went first, so they survived.

One adult woman had died, and the meat on her body had been largely divided, and even another adult woman had lost a calf in addition to a thigh, and the leg bone was set aside, and the flesh on it was gone.

She didn't think she had the strength to make the final cut, otherwise the leg might not have been left behind.

There are a lot of pustules in the wound, it seems that the person is also feverish, and it is estimated that she has entered the countdown of life, and her mouth is slightly open and shaking to say something, it should be that she has been seriously stimulated in her dream.

The other two children were also dying, and they seemed to be breathing more and inhaling less.

I have lost food for two months, and it is really not easy to survive until now.

Leillard used the healing technique to do a simple treatment, and took the three people away from here, and the books here still need to be checked, maybe the secrets of this clan are hidden here waiting to be dug up. He looked at other places by the way, there could be only four people, and those magic arrays would not have been set up by these few people. The door is still tightly pressed against the bookshelf, and there must be something more strange outside the door.

In this desperate situation, it is completely conceivable for someone, a few people to do something devastating.

Human nature is not so pretty. (To be continued.) )