"But they are all very useful for the time being, in this dangerous world, no one knows what kind of danger will be faced next, the more people around me, the safer I am, if I really want to get rid of them and walk alone, it is also too dangerous for me, in case I encounter a creature that even I am incapable of, with them, my chances of escape are much greater. In this way, it is better to appease them first, so as not to give birth to different hearts in advance. ”

Xiao Ling thought about it, summoned a few of the leading figures among these dwarves, drew his sword, and wrote it on the ground, telling them that this place was full of dangers, and he needed to temporarily use the power of the "Houyi" bow to deal with the danger, just wait to leave here, but return this bow to their dwarf clan.

These dwarves looked at these words, their faces had complicated expressions, some were surprised and happy, and some were skeptical, and they didn't fully believe Xiao Ling's words.

One of the old dwarves suddenly let out a long sigh, a look of grief on his face, and wrote on the ground.

"Although this thing is an artifact, but the killing is too heavy, it is really unknown, the dwarf kingdom from the casting of this bow, the decline of the country, and finally to the extinction, in retrospect, most of our dwarves are not worthy of this thing, but suffered from it."

The words written on the ground by the old dwarves made the dwarves around them stunned, they looked at these words, looked at each other, and carefully recalled, his words were not false, the dwarf kingdom poured the power of the country, cast this bow, in ancient times, this bow shot down for nine days, and shook the entire ancient era, reached its peak, the so-called prosperity and decline, and then the dwarf kingdom continued to be natural and man-made disasters, and finally declined.

"If we don't snatch the 'Yishi', we won't anger the queen of the spider, and we won't destroy the last habitat of our dwarf race, and in the end, we dwarf race will be the only ones left."

The old man wrote this, looked back at the dwarves around him, his face was solemn, and suddenly he said something in his mouth.

The dwarves around listened to it, drenched in cold sweat, and nodded continuously.

Xiao Ling couldn't understand what he was saying, and frowned slightly.

After the old dwarf finished speaking, he wrote on the ground: "We have decided to give each other a bow, since ancient times, only the virtuous can live in it, and among those of us, only you can be worthy of this bow." I only hope that this bow will be exchanged for the last bit of incense of our dwarf clan to pass on, if there are any more people in our clan who covet this bow, I am afraid that even the last bit of incense will be ...... will no longer exist, and the disaster of extermination is just around the corner. ”

Looking at the words written by this old dwarf, Xiao Ling's heart shook, and he looked at him with a stunned look.

He suddenly realized that this old dwarf was a wise man.

He was only afraid that he had seen through his innermost thoughts and saw the calamity that the dwarves were about to face, so he said this.

Xiao Ling smiled slightly bitterly, he was really reluctant to return this bow, and what he said just now was only to temporarily appease them.

Who knows what kind of danger and disaster will be encountered next, the idea in his heart is that these dwarves can really escape alive, and the more likely is that he is afraid that these dwarves will die on the way, and at that time, it is logical to take this bow himself.

The old dwarf saw through all this, so he gave it away.

Xiao Ling looked at the look of hope in the eyes of the old dwarf and understood what he meant.

He hoped to give a bow in exchange for his dedication to save their lives, and even if it was really a time to do so, he also hoped that he would help the dwarven clan preserve the last bit of incense in the world so that the bloodline would not be completely cut off.

The dwarves around vaguely understood the old dwarf's intentions, their faces were sad and complicated, and finally they all looked at Xiao Ling with a begging look.

This world is dangerous everywhere, most of their hundreds of dwarves are old and weak, women and children, and the possibility of them getting out alive is very small.

Now the biggest hope is Xiao Ling, only with Xiao Ling's skills, there is a glimmer of hope to go out.

They hoped that Xiao Ling could help them, at least help them preserve a little incense and pass it on.

The old man beckoned to the rear, and soon saw a group of dwarven children running towards them, who were all at a carefree age, but the misfortune they encountered made them mature early.

There was also a dwarf mother with a baby in her arms, and she looked at Xiao Ling with a begging look in her eyes.

This baby is the youngest of the hundred dwarves still alive, and judging by its appearance, it is only six or seven months old.

Xiao Ling took a deep breath, knowing that the old man hoped that if the situation really came, he would be able to help them take these dwarf children out and inherit the incense blood of their dwarf clan.

"Okay." Finally, Xiao Ling nodded, wrote a word on the ground, and agreed.

The old dwarf narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a long breath.

When the dwarves around saw Xiao Ling's words, they all showed a mixture of joy and sorrow.

Xiao Ling carried the "Hou Yi" bow on his back, at this moment, his heart finally settled down, holding this bow before, after all, it was not justifiable, it was no different from robbery and occupation, moral loss, selfishness was uneasy.

Now these dwarves give this bow to each other, entrusting him to preserve the incense inheritance of the dwarf clan, and then take this bow, so that it can be regarded as justifiable, not to lose virtue, and worthy of the heart.

In an instant, Xiao Ling's thoughts were clear, his mood was comfortable, his limbs were hundreds, like flowing water, new power was born, his hair was all over his body, his eyes were in his eyes, his strength was gathered, and his eyes suddenly became bright, just like the previous eyes, covered with a layer of sand cloth, and at this moment, this sand cloth suddenly disappeared and became clear and bright.

Xiao Ling closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, the power in his body boiled, and his heart realized that he had successfully opened his "vision".

These days, he has long been able to feel that he will open his "vision" at any time, but he is always missing something, he never expected that at this moment, these dwarves will give each other with the bow of "Hou Yi", entrust each other, and have their own thoughts to understand, and suddenly they will successfully open the "vision" that has never been able to really open.

The "Vision" opened, and there was an incredible change in Xiao Ling's body, the new power surged, nourishing the whole body, his body became stronger, his physical fitness improved, and he broke through again, going further than before, and in an instant, his physical strength increased from ten times before to as much as twelve times, and his strength exploded, which was already nearly two thousand five hundred catties, this change was amazing.

"Vision" is the first of the "five senses of the self", once the "eye" is opened, it has all kinds of incredible special abilities, such as night vision, as long as it is not an absolute dark space, only a little light source, he can see the darkness as day.

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