No one can describe the expressions on the faces of the few remaining Kham warriors, it was a complication of shame to the extreme, wanting to commit suicide, but not being able to do so. They also had to take care of these women and children, and they had to carry them forward. But even they don't know where they're going. Because their home is Khamba, after leaving home, they don't know where to go.

There is no one to lead them, no one to guide them. The Guardian of the Temple, King Mosingana, is also one of the remnants, he is quite familiar with Xiao Yuanchao, and he stepped forward to talk for a while, but finally reluctantly returned to Khamba's team. Because Xiao Yuanchao refused to find a temporary place for them to live, and this refusal was a matter of course.

Kang Ba dared to start a war against the old ghost group, no matter whether he was bewitched by others or for other reasons, Xiao Yuanchao would not help them for half a point. The effort has been done, and it can be regarded as an explanation to Li Linglong, as for the rest, forget it. Let such an arrogant and proud group choose their own future, they don't need the help of others at all.

The soldiers were in front, and the refugees of Kham were behind, and the two were distinct as strangers - yes, they were strangers at all.

A child ran quickly towards the ranks of soldiers, chasing Xiao Yuanchao's stretcher. He took out the old warrior from the crotch of his pants and wanted to give it to Xiao Yuanchao. It's a pity that before he ran to Xiao Yuanchao, he was stopped by Xiao Zhan.

"Kid, what's in your hand? Give me! Xiao Zhan glared at the child in front of him who was about the same age as himself, crossed his hands on his hips, and put on a fierce face.

"It's not for you, it's for the Red Murderer." The child said.

"Give it to me if you want to, what's the?" Xiao Zhan said domineeringly: "You dare to beat my master, and dare to beat my father's boss, I will let the soldiers execute you all!" ”

The child stopped, clutched the things in his hand to his chest, and protected them tightly. This is what the old samurai asked him to give to Xiao Yuanchao, so he had to hand it over to the other party himself.

"Little A!" Xiao Zhan shouted.

Hearing the voice, Xiao A immediately turned around and walked towards Xiao Zhan with an indifferent expression.

"This kid is disobedient, you teach him a good lesson." Xiao Zhan glared at the other party and scared the other party: "If you are not obedient, you will be executed!" ”

Child...... In fact, this child is at least five or six years old, and he is no longer a four-and-a-half-year-old child like Xiao Zhan.

Xiao A stared coldly at the Kangba child in front of him, and made the other party feel fear with his eyes. He didn't do it, because he knew that this was just Xiao Zhan's childlike mentality. Compared with A, Xiao A is more independent in thinking, all of which were taught and influenced by Xiao Yuanchao little by little. Of course, he had to obey the order, absolutely obey, but this situation could not meet the needs of death at all, and it was just Xiao Zhan's intimidation.

Facing Xiao A and the arrogant Xiao Zhan, the Kangba child bit his lip stubbornly, his eyes full of indomitability.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhan rushed towards the other party, knocked the other party to the ground with his head, and snatched the tightly guarded things of the Kangba child. His attack was very sudden and sensitive. In fact, his surprise attack has long been exercised, and in school, the surprise attack is definitely the only magic weapon for him to win in battle!

"What did I do at the time, it turned out to be an iron lump!" Xiao Zhan raised a sign in his hand, looking unhappy.

It was a swarthy sign, heavy and cold to the touch, with dense small characters carved on it. In the center around the kid is a traditional character for "saint". Other than that, there's nothing out of the ordinary. Xiao Zhan felt that it was a lump of iron, but it was actually wrong, this brand was not made of steel at all, but a wooden sign.

This is a brand made of iron birch wood material, and its hardness even exceeds that of steel. Bullets hit this wood, like a thick steel plate, cannot be pierced, and it is the hardest wood in the world.

"Holy card?" The King of Mosingana let out a shocked voice when he saw the sign held up by Xiao Zhan aloft: "Could this be the legendary holy card of our Khamba?!" ”

"What holy card?" Du Baobao turned around and asked with a puzzled expression, his eyes falling on the sign in Xiao Zhan's hand.

"Is there a fly-headed Xiaokai on it, does it record a lot of changes in Kangba and each village head?" The King of Mosingana said urgently: "And the aphorisms of Khamba? ”

Du Baobao glanced at the sign in Xiao Zhan's hand, and tried to distinguish the fly-headed Xiaokai on it: "The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the mother of all things?" ”

"Holy card!"

The King of Mosingana let out an incomparably affirmative voice and immediately knelt down to Xiao Zhan. And as he knelt down, all the refugees and remnants of the Kham warriors all knelt down to Xiao Zhan. But it was not Xiao Zhan who knelt down, but the wooden card in Xiao Zhan's hand.

The child immediately knelt down, reverently pressed his head to the ground, and put his two little hands on either side of his head.

At the same time, an obscure voice like chanting came from the mouths of all the Kham people, and it rang out in one piece. And in this obscure voice that you can't understand, you can hear two words: piety.

That's right, piety, it's the devotion to an idea with all one's heart. This is faith, faith, and the greatest spiritual force.

Seeing everyone kneeling down to him, Xiao Zhan was stunned. But he is also the head of the soldiers, and he can also control this kind of scene.

"Get up!" Xiao Zhan said in a big way: "The Führer forgives you for your innocence and will not execute you." ”

Hearing Xiao Zhan's words, all the Kham people let out a voice of gratitude and gratitude, and slowly got up from the ground. And when they got up, the eyes that looked at Xiao Zhan were full of heat and hope, and there was even a strong worship. Like the soldiers, they did not look down on Xiao Zhan because he was just a little child, but expressed their awe in the same way as worshipping the gods.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yuanchao frowned, stared at Xiao Zhan and scolded angrily: "Throw away the brand in your hand, hurry up!" ”

The sudden scene was completely caused by the sign in Xiao Zhan's hand, and Xiao Yuanchao immediately realized that this was a hot potato, and if he held this, he would be glued to the refugees of Kangba.

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and threw the wooden sign towards the cliff.

The black wooden sign crossed an arc and fell into the bottomless abyss, disappearing without a trace.

But after the wooden card was thrown, the people of Kangba still looked at Xiao Zhan with the same eyes just now, and they did not waver at all because the wooden card was thrown away.

"Leader!" The king of Mosingana made a pious voice.

"Leader!"

"Leader!"

“……”

The scorching roars sounded one after another, mixed with the deep excitement of the Kham people.

Trouble got in, Xiao Zhan, who got the wooden card, was regarded as the leader by the Kham people, even if he threw away the wooden card, he couldn't change the fact that it had become!