The magic boy came to the world, in a remote village.

"Big ...... My lord, please spare your little life! ”

The green feather falcon turned into a feathered human form, and the hideous wound on its chest was still bleeding, and it knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Say! What a youkai you are! Where did it come from! ”

Nezha held the girl in one arm, and held a fire-tipped spear in the other, pointing at Qinghao.

At this time, Qinghao was miserable like a lost dog, and he had long lost his initial spirit.

"Back to ...... Back to adults...... I am the young master of the Qingyu Falcon clan of Tianze Forest......"

"What Tianzelin, Qingyu Falcon, I haven't heard of it! You're not going to lie to me, are you?! ”

The fire-tipped spear in Nezha's hand was pressed against the head of Qinghao Bird, and he asked with a look of disbelief.

"Nope! Absolutely nothing! Qing Hao swore and promised, "Tianzelin is three or four hundred thousand miles away from here, and my ancestor and I escaped all the way, it's normal for you not to know us!" ”

"Huh? Three or four hundred thousand miles away? What are you running from? Why run so far? Are you little cowards birds or rats? ”

"This ...... This ......" Qing Hao's bird face was about to cry, "If you don't escape, you can't do it!" Three months ago, a supreme power of the demon clan came, but that great power was still a bird clan, and the coercion dispersed, and the bird demon of the entire Dazelin almost died. ”

Qing Hao cried with a bird's face: "Only a little demon with pure blood and relatively low strength like me and a demon with pure blood and extremely high strength like my ancestor can barely live, and the rest of the clansmen, including my brothers and my father, are all dead." ”

"What? You're the weakest of your whole clan, aren't you? ”

Nezha was a little unhappy, what happened to kill the weakest weak bird in the whole clan opposite?

"It's not that I'm the weakest, but the mixed-blood demon can't bear it unless he cultivates to the realm of the ancient demon emperor, and if he wants to live with pure blood, he must either cultivate low enough, or cultivate to reach above the demon king, and if he can't cultivate up or down, he will have to die."

"Oh, I see, you're the weakest besides the miscellaneous birds, aren't you?"

Nezha still felt a little uncomfortable.

Qinghao: ......

"Why are you running so far?"

Nezha asked again.

"After that supreme power descended, the bird demons in the entire Tianze Forest were almost killed and injured, but in addition to that power, it seems that the Tianze Forest is also mixed with the strong people of the human race, and the Tiger Jiao Lord who guards the entire Tianze Forest has actually been roasted and eaten!"

"The size of the tiger Jiao was shrunk to only one zhang by an unknown spell, and only bones were left after being eaten, and it was still on the shelf! Tian Zelin was too dangerous, so the ancestor ran away with me, and said that the farther you run, the better, so that it is safe......"

Qing Hao is about to cry, his intestines are all repentant, he shouldn't have escaped with the ancestor! What's safe? It's better to stay in the Tianze Forest!

Nezha glanced at the crowd watching from afar and put down the girl in his hand.

"Do you know anyone here?"

Nezha asked, this girl should be from the village, and the people in the village are generally more or less related.

"Big ...... Uncle ......"

The girl pointed to a middle-aged man in the distance.

"II...... Uncle ......"

She pointed to another middle-aged man.

"Well, go find them, I have something to do."

Nezha rubbed her head.

"Hmm...... Little Brother ...... Again...... Goodbye......"

The girl said goodbye obediently and walked over to her relatives.

Qing Hao's heart suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Let's go with my master!"

Nezha grabbed Qing Hao by the back of his neck and dragged him to the beach, not noticing the fear in the eyes of the villagers when they looked at his back.

……

On the beach, Nezha threw Qinghao on the beach.

"Hey! You ......"

"Hahahahaha......haha

Nezha was interrupted by Qing Hao's miserable laughter in the middle of his words: "I knew you wouldn't let me go, didn't you want to kill me?" I'm going to make you pay even if I die! ”

Nezha, who was interrupted from speaking, just wanted to teach Qing Hao a lesson, but in the blink of an eye, a thick cyan flame ignited on Qing Hao's body, and Nezha subconsciously jumped away - his intuition told him that it was difficult to entangle.

Qing Hao's body was burning with green flames, and he laughed bitterly: "I have used the last secret method of my clan, my real name Soul Flame will bring my death and all my origins to find my ancestor, the ancestor is in retreat and cultivation, as long as it breaks through, it is a great demon comparable to the ancient demon king!" ”

"Terran imp, don't think you won, as long as the ancestor breaks through, even the immortals will be afraid of him, and you and everyone here will give me a funeral!"

After finishing speaking, the cyan flame on Qing Hao's body suddenly flourished, and then he stared at it quickly, turning into a streamer and flying away, Nezha tried to stop it, but the streamer was too fast, and he couldn't stop it in the end.

He looked at Qing Hao's position, where only a gray feather remained.

Nezha picked one up, shook it slightly, and the feathers drifted away like rotten soil.

"I ...... I didn't say I was going to kill you......"

Looking at the feathers all over the ground, Nezha was speechless for a while, although this bird demon must have eaten people, and he was not ready to let go of the other party, but this bird demon came directly to self-determination It was indeed beyond his expectations.

"And an ancestor? Just right, when your ancestor comes, I'll clean it up, master! ”

After casually burning all the feathers to ashes and flying them, Nezha put away his fire-tipped spear and walked back towards the village.

……

Nezha walked past the ruins of the houses around him, walked into the village with his head held high, and walked in front of the group of villagers who had gathered together.

Nezha crossed his hands on his waist, closed his eyes, and his face was expressionless, but his heart was excitedly waiting for the gratitude and praise of this group of people.

“……”

“……”

Nezha didn't speak, and neither did the villagers.

After waiting impatiently for a long time, Nezha, who had been waiting impatiently, opened his eyes and looked at the villagers.

His heart fluttered.

Perhaps because Nezha got rid of the monster in front of them, and the girl also told people that Nezha saved her, the villagers did not look at Nezha with the same exclusion and disgust as before.

But Nezha clearly saw that when they looked at him, their eyes were full of indelible fear.

Why? I'll kill youkai! I saved someone! If it weren't for me, you'd all be eaten by youkai! Why do you look at me like that!

Nezha's lips trembled slightly, his fists clenched tightly together, and he looked at the villagers, who retreated as far as his gaze went.

He silently glanced at the villagers, who curled up and retreated.

Until he saw the girl.

The girl was held by a boy three or four years older who looked like her, and the boy was held by his mother.

The girl smiled at Nezha and stretched out her hand to him, wanting to run towards him.

But she couldn't get by, because his brother and mother were looking at Nezha with extremely frightened eyes, while holding her deadly.

The girl began to sobb quietly, and the faint sobbing became the only voice among Nezha and the others.

Nezha stretched out her hand to her, trying to comfort her, but her mother hugged her and his brother tightly, she made a gesture to protect her child, her eyes closed with fear, and her body trembled violently, but she still held her child tightly.

Nezha froze in place.

He looked at the villagers, who trembled under his gaze, and there was silence all around, except for the growing sobs of girls.

"Idiot ......"

Nezha looked at them and suddenly spoke.

"Idiot."

He repeated, picking up the stone mill that had been smashed by Qing Hao at his feet.

"You fucking idiots!!"

He roared, flung the millstone out to the side.

"Boom-"

Three houses were smashed in a row, and the small village was left with a small piece of ruins.

Nezha turned around, suppressed his choking and strode away, and there were a few water stains on the ground.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the nearly half-destroyed village with a sad face.