"General, little one...... How can the little one be embarrassed to sleep in a room with you? The small identity is humble, so let's go out and squeeze with other brothers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The deputy general was about to run away after speaking, but Zhao Yong dragged him by the collar from behind and pulled him directly into the camp tent.

The lieutenant general...... There is no love on the face.

It's another night, and in the dark of night, the faint lights flicker in a seemingly dilapidated tavern.

A thin figure is sitting at the table, holding a pen in his hand, fighting at night, writing something.

On the table, on the chair and even on the floor, there are piles of paper books full of handwriting written by brushes, and the handwriting on those papers is beautiful, but every stroke is sonorous and powerful.

Early the next morning, the paper book with Junxiu script was posted everywhere in the streets and alleys, and even on the wall in front of the barracks was a full thirty pieces of paper.

"The orc exorcist Xiao Ting has guarded the Hundred Beast Town for generations, and the invasion of foreign enemies and the fall of the Hundred Beast Town will definitely cause the anger of all beasts, and the war between humans and beasts will eventually be staged again."

"Is it possible? Will Xiao Ting be resurrected? ”

"All beasts will be at his disposal, and he must be a man of God, and since he is a man of God, why can't he be resurrected?"

"Yes, he is the patron saint of our Hundred Beast Town, and he will definitely not ignore us."

"He will definitely reappear in the world and drive away all those foreign enemies!"

For a time, there were different opinions, and the streets and alleys were constantly discussed.

It seems that in the midst of this desperate and cruel war, this has become the last hope for the survival of these people, and this god-like handwritten letter has become the last belief and expectation in everyone's minds in an instant.

Faith has always been the most exciting thing to stimulate the desire to survive in the despair of people's hearts, and at this moment, this piece of paper book is like walking in the desert for many people, suddenly seeing an oasis like an oasis, which makes people excited, and the almost extinct hope for survival is ignited again at this moment.

Someone starts to rebel, and if there is resistance, there will be repression.

Soon, the paper books in the streets and alleys were quickly swept away by the soldiers of the Central Plains and quickly destroyed.

However, this is just the beginning.

Day after day, night after night.

These paper books, with the same words written on them, reappear almost every day in the same place, in the same place.

Rumors began to appear that these paper books were written by Xiao Ting himself, intended to warn the Central Plains army that invaded the Hundred Beast Town, and soon, the guardian god Xiao Ting would return from fighting from all directions with his army of Hundred Beasts.

For a while, Hundred Beast Town ushered in new hope, more and more people heard about it, and more and more people were cheering for Xiao Ting's arrival.

The army of the Central Plains fell into a panic.

On this day, a Central Plains army of more than 30 people walked neatly on the wide and bleak streets.

Walking to the middle of the street, the tall Xiao Ting sculpture still stands, with a look at the vicissitudes of the world.

In front of the sculpture, a group of people from Hundred Beast Town gathered, all of whom had come to worship Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting's sculpture has stood here for thousands of years, and with the passage of thousands of years, Xiao Ting's impression on people is only on this statue that has been baptized by the years and is full of mottled statues, and more, that is, those rumors of animal exorcism that seem to be true and illusory.

Now, when people reappear and come to worship, and incense is lit, the power of this sculpture is more than just worship.