The burned village was shattered, with shattered bones and broken furniture scattered beneath its feet.

Zhang Qing squatted on the ground and studied for a long time, and found that the biological bones here should be very similar to humans.

In this way, he has a little bottom in his heart.

Following the position commanded by the combat power detector, Zhang Qing slowly walked to a ruin.

It's a collapsed room, and it stands to reason that there should be no life or any life.

However, he looked around closely, and saw that the various stone and wood wrecks that had collapsed supported each other, accommodating a very small passage.

Zhang Qing swept around the passage, it was indeed cleaner than other places, obviously this was an entrance and exit.

If it's a beast, then definitely a very smart beast.

But if it's human......

Zhang Qing gestured at the range of the passage, how young a child can enter and exit.

"This is no ordinary child, it has to be a toddler of five or six years old."

His brow furrowed, if he was really a young child, how did he survive here.

The beast outside was afraid of something, and it didn't dare to come in.

There were too many doubts in his heart, Zhang Qing directly tore apart the heavy stones and heavy trees piled on it without any scruples, and directly cleared all the obstacles.

It was only then that he realized that there was an iron handle under the house—it was obviously a basement.

Zhang Qing tried to carry it, and unexpectedly found that it was still locked from the inside, obviously the people inside discovered the situation outside, or they have been so cautious all along-to have such wisdom, it can't be a beast.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that there was really no way to take this thing, but who made Zhang Qing very powerful? With a little force, he lifted the entire piece of iron off the floor around it, and then he saw a small figure hanging from the bottom of the iron with his hands.

Obviously, even if the basement was locked, this small figure desperately used his strength to firmly hold the gauntlets below, in a vain attempt to use such a little strength to resist the coming danger.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Qing suddenly felt a piece of softness in his heart being touched, he looked at the child who looked like he was only seven or eight years old hanging under the iron, only an obviously oversized rag was draped over his body, and his body was covered with dirty mud, as if he had rolled in the mud.

The only thing that seemed bright was the child's eyes, which looked at Zhang Qing brightly, and finally kicked at him hard.

After a snap and a small slight impact, the child frowned in pain, and instead of crying, he was still strong, but continued to hit Zhang Qing.

Whoever sees it can only see it as a desperate struggle.

Zhang Qing just watched the little guy resist senselessly and fearlessly, and then looked at the basement that was opened.

It was a small basement, only about seven or eight square meters in size, filled with lots of rotten fruit and some raw meat, and the pungent smell quickly diffused when the lid was opened.

Zhang Qing frowned and looked at the basement at his feet, and the child in his hand struggled even harder, obviously because this food storage place was discovered by him, and he was afraid that he would snatch all the food here and explode.

At this moment, the numbers in Zhang Qing's eyes flashed instantly, and he turned his gaze to the child in his hand in shock, only to see that the combat power value was constantly changing.

It soared from 12 to more than 100 points, then to more than 300 points, and finally fell back to more than 200 points.

The child's body also seems to have undergone some strange changes, the hair that was originally covered by the dirt broke free from the dust, revealing a golden luster, the ears are slightly sharper than before, the eyes have a blood-red luster, and the pupils have turned into vertical pupils.

"My own form has changed slightly, and my strength has also increased dozens of times." Zhang Qing stared at the child whose strength had skyrocketed, watching the other party roar and attack him.

No wonder the beast outside didn't dare to come in, if the kid was forced to burst out with such strength, it would be able to kill it with a few punches.

But even if his strength soared dozens of times, in the face of an existence like Zhang Qing, even if he spent all his strength, he still couldn't do him a little damage.

After a few futile attacks, the child roared again, the strength of his body exploded again, and his combat power surged to the level of 400 points, and at the same time, the changes in his body were more serious, his ears became more and more sharp, his hair began to lengthen, and his mouth had fangs that gradually poked out.

Obviously, with the explosion of power, the child is more and more transformed towards an inhuman state.

This cannot be allowed to continue.

Zhang Qing shook the iron in his hand and shook the child down, then held down the other party with one hand, and took out a compressed biscuit from the storage ring with the other.

Peeling off the outer bag, he handed the compressed biscuits to the other party: "Don't worry, I have a lot of food and won't rob you of your things." ”

Zhang Qing is not worried about whether the other party can understand what he said.

One of the characteristics of all things in the principle of the Emperor of the Earth is to integrate thousands of worlds into one, and one of the extended abilities is that the book is on the same track as the literary car, and all the words are the most familiar tone in their ears, and they can directly understand whatever the other person says.

Therefore, what Zhang Qing said, the other party could understand what he meant.

Hearing what Zhang Qing said, the child on the other side was silent for a long time, then directly opened his mouth wide and bit the compressed biscuit handed over.

After chewing it twice, it seemed to taste good, and immediately reached out and snatched the biscuit from Zhang Qing's hand and ate it in a big gulp.

Of course, the taste of compressed biscuits is good, although it is only an industrially processed food, but compared to rotten fruit and raw meat, it is already a delicacy in the world.

Seeing the other party gobbling up a piece of compressed biscuits, Zhang Qing casually took out another bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and handed it over: "Drink some water." ”

The child's mouth was still chewing like a hamster, and after hearing his words, he suddenly paused for a long time, and tears flowed down his eyes, and he swallowed the food in his mouth with choked words, and poured the mineral water into his mouth with tears.

At this time, the combat power value marked on the child's body quickly declined, and the abnormalities on his body gradually subsided, and the hostility towards him gradually disappeared.

After drinking all the bottles of water, the child burped fullly, and his face covered by dust seemed to be a little red, and he pursed his mouth and handed the empty bottle back to Zhang Qing, and then said to him, "Thank you." ”

The voice is crisp, like the song of a lark.

Zhang Qing was surprised to find that this child, who was like a bath in the mud, was still a little girl.