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Those who have a certain amount of cultivation power are also kittens and two.

However, the progress of finding out other people's ideas could not be accelerated, and Wu Hao often had to talk to others for a long time before it was convenient to mention the matter of the Demon World War.

It was fast around noon.

When Wu Hao came to the outside of a courtyard, he was suddenly stopped by a man in the small courtyard.

"Master Mo Cheng, why are you here?"

"Come in, come in!"

It was none other than Xiaobao's father who spoke.

"Is this Xiaobao's home?" Wu Hao looked at Xiaobao's father, who greeted him warmly, and thought in his heart.

He smiled and nodded at Xiaobao's father, and did not refuse, but followed Xiaobao's father into the courtyard.

There is nothing too peculiar about the residence and courtyard in Deadwood Village, and Wu Hao can see that the houses and courtyards in Deadwood Village are a bit like small farmhouse courtyards in ancient times.

A simple fence encloses the dwelling in a square shape, and the doorway is a wooden gate with eaves.

The house is also a pure wooden house.

The courtyard is not large, more than 50 square meters, standing directly opposite the door of the house, and on the right is a simple shed, inside is a stove made of mud, next to some basic vegetables.

These vegetables grow from the black earth, most of them are red, and the shape is quite similar to some vegetables in the Three Realms, such as cabbage and eggplant, but they are all red.

To the left of the door is a simple well with a roller.

Wu Hao followed Xiaobao's father into the yard.

He was actually a little confused.

The Demon Realm and the Three Realms do not belong to the same realm, how can they live and have such similar habits, is there some connection between the Demon Realm and the Three Realms in the past, or is the trajectory of the development of the Demon Realm and the Three Realms the same.

It's just that the Demon Realm has obviously not entered the age of technology, and it is still all self-sufficient farming.

Of course, there are differences.

Whether it's a fence or a wooden house, the color is black.

When Wu Hao passed through the Demon Realm before, his divine sense also glanced at the Demon Realm.

As far as he knew, the only kind of wood in the Demon Realm was black deadwood.

And the amazing thing about this dead wood is that it doesn't seem to grow all the time, but under these dead trees, there are always smaller dead trees, as if this is a special kind of tree, but the appearance is black dead wood shape.

Xiao Bao Niang hurriedly soaked Wu Hao with fragrant tea and poured it into a small porcelain cup with black flowers and a white background.

Wu Hao took a look at the small porcelain cup with black flowers and white background.

The style of this small porcelain cup is somewhat like the blue and white porcelain of China, but the difference is that the outside of the blue and white porcelain is the kind of blue and blue, and this small porcelain cup is indeed black and white.

Of course, there is still a big gap between the craftsmanship and the blue and white porcelain in China, which is probably fired in the earthen kiln of the nearest village.

"Xiaobao hasn't come back yet?" Wu Hao took a sip of fragrant tea, the entrance was mellow, and the broken tea leaves in the cup were also black, but the tea brewed was still golden.

Xiaobao's father smiled when he heard this: "Xiaobao went to Xiaohu's house for dinner, this little guy finally had a holiday, and he was crazy." ”

Wu Hao smiled and nodded, and when he saw that Xiao Bao Niang had gone to the yard to wash clothes, he groaned slightly.

"I heard you say before that letting Xiaobao practice is to make him a real Demon Realm warrior?"

Wu Hao wanted to find out more about Xiaobao's father's thoughts, and even if he could reverse Xiaobao's father's thoughts, Wu Hao didn't mind saying a few more words.

After all, in the final analysis, Xiaobao, the little guy, saved him.

was asked by Wu Hao, and Xiaobao's father suddenly became excited.

He nodded heavily and said, "My previous dream was to become a real Demon Realm warrior and defend everyone!" ”

Xiaobao's father looked regretful: "It's a pity, I don't have the talent to practice, the reason is that this dream can no longer be realized, I didn't expect that Xiaobao has such a talent!" ”

When Wu Hao heard Xiaobao's father's words, his heart moved slightly, and he said thoughtfully: "That means that you haven't been a soldier before?" ”

Xiaobao's father nodded very regretfully: "No, I don't have the qualifications to join at all." ”

"Then do you know what you need to do as a warrior of the Demon Realm now?" Wu Hao asked.

Xiaobao's father frowned and thought about it, and said with a little uncertainty: "Defend the weak in the Demon Realm, uphold justice!" ”

Wu Hao immediately shook his head when he heard this, and said, "I used to be a member of the Demon Realm warriors before, you know this, right? ”

"Of course, of course! Master Mo Cheng has great skills! Xiaobao's father hurriedly laughed.

"Well, do you know why I went back to Deadwood Village?" Wu Hao's expression remained the same as Mo Cheng as much as possible.

After all, Mo Cheng is Xiaobao's master, Xiaobao's father must have seen Mo Cheng, if a little clue is revealed, then the real thing has not been completed, but a hole has been dug.

"Didn't Master Mo Cheng return to Deadwood Village to cultivate warrior seedlings and then send them out?" Xiaobao's father asked with some confusion.

Wu Hao shook his head decisively: "No, you are wrong, I came to Deadwood Village because I was tired of the killing outside. ”

"Today, the king of our Demon Realm is extremely ambitious, he wants to invade the Three Realms, that is, the outside world, and wants to kill everyone in the outside world, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, he doesn't want to leave any of them."

"That's killing, it's for your own ambition, a brutal killing."

"I don't want to be a killing machine, I don't want to be a weapon to invade other worlds, so I went back to Deadwood Village to live a peaceful life and protect these people in my hometown from the war outside."

Xiaobao's father listened to Wu Hao's words, frowning, although it was a few words, but the amount of information contained in it was very large.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Aren't the warriors of the Demon Realm all born to fight?

Wu Hao saw that Xiaobao's father was confused, and sighed in his heart, it seems that Xiaobao's father has too much obsession with becoming a warrior, so he doesn't know enough about warriors, so he wants to let his talented son help him fulfill his dream.

This is unfair to Xiaobao, and it may be right to practice, but it is completely wrong to let Xiaobao practice in order to become someone else's killing machine.

"Recently, the soldiers are looking for a strong man who has entered the demon realm from the outside world, that strong man came in to protect his homeland, we are the killing party, the wrong party!"

"What if...... What would you do when you saw that strong man who had entered the Demon Realm? ”

Wu Hao paused, looked at Xiaobao's father in front of him, the critical time had come.