Chapter 7: Strange Villagers

"This is it!"

The little girl Ling Zihan didn't seem to be alarmed by Feng Ye, who was obviously on the verge of going berserk, she stretched out her little finger and pointed to the piece of meat on the grill that had been roasted to a golden brown.

"So, who killed the dog?" In Feng Ye's voice, there was already coldness.

"I killed it." The little girl Ling Zihan's voice was still so calm.

For the little girl's unusual calmness, in the eyes of others, she must be able to see something unusual, but Feng Ye, who is angry now, obviously didn't think about it so much. He quickly raised his right hand and slapped it violently against the cute face of the little girl in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the "pop" sound really sounded here right after. But this voice did not come from the little girl's body. At this time, Feng Ye's body had already fallen heavily on the trunk of a tree not far from the fire.

"This little girl is really not simple, I didn't even notice how she made a move." This was the only thought in Feng Ye's mind right now, but at the same time, he felt a sweetness in his throat and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

When Feng Ye was about to hit the little girl's face with the palm of his right hand just now, he only felt a chill on his back, and a cold breath came to his face. Then there was a shock, and the man had crashed into the tree.

"What kind of power is this? Is it similar to the power of those mutant beasts in my father's research? No! This doesn't look like a physical force at all? What was it that knocked himself away just now......" Feng Ye only felt that the sky was dark, and the thoughts in his mind were also chaotic. But only one thing was extremely clear to him, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness against this mysterious power that he had never seen before.

After Feng Ye vomited blood, he fell into a brief coma. However, when Feng Ye was extremely weak. The strange little girl didn't seem to attack him again.

When Feng Ye opened his eyes again, he happened to see the little girl Ling Zihan breaking a dog leg from the roast dog meat on the grill. But after taking a bite, she frowned and looked at Feng Ye here, complaining with a grumbling face.

"It's so easy to come across a rare breed in Western legends, but I didn't expect it to taste like this!"

In this regard, Feng Ye could only choose to be speechless.

I thought that this little girl was a little abnormal before, but now Feng Ye's anger has long since disappeared. Speaking of which, for this "kind" little girl, he felt a little guilty in his heart. Although I don't know what the other party is, it's not right to lose my temper and want to hit her just now. And the other party's reaction seems to be just a defensive counterattack. Feng Ye could determine that the magical little girl in front of him, if she really wanted to kill herself, she would not be here at all.

After thinking about this, Feng Ye said, "I don't know what kind of taste you are expecting. But please just stop complaining. Isn't my Caesar so pitiful when you say that? ”

"Huh! Also! I'd better let you take another look at your dog. When the little girl said this, she suddenly waved her little hand in front of his eyes.

Feng Ye blinked, but saw a looming light yellow dog at his feet, he stuck out his tongue, and his eyes kept wagging his tail excitedly.

Such a magical scene, Feng Ye has seen it for the first time. So, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh my God! How did you do that? ”

"I don't know why someone like you can't even understand this. But that's your spirit. You can tell that it didn't feel pain when it died, so its spirit still doesn't realize it's dead. The words that came out of the little girl's mouth were still so inexplicable. However, now Feng Ye seems to be a little used to the way she speaks.

But looking at Caesar's still cheerful tail and excited eyes, Feng Ye couldn't help but nod.

"By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Feng Ye."

"Feng Ye, I remember you." Ling Zihan spoke again, and at the same time, her hand suddenly waved in front of Feng Ye's eyes. Feng Ye will never see Caesar again.

At this moment, dense footsteps were heard in the direction of the woods. And Feng Ye also noticed it obviously, and the little girl Bai Zihan's eyes instantly turned cold.

Before the sound arrived, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears and a beard was the first to enter Feng Ye's sight. He seemed to be rushing from the other side of the woods. But when he arrived, there was no ordinary person out of breath. It can be seen that he is a good hand.

However, as soon as this person came to Ling Zihan's side, he directly pointed at Ling Zihan with his stubby finger, and said in an urn, "Where did you run away just now?" But let's find it. ”

As the series of footsteps approached, after the beard, more than a dozen villagers dressed as locals came. The group of people all stood behind the bearded beards.

Seeing this, Feng Ye finally understood why there was no one in the mountain settlement. But what would happen to such a large group of people looking for such a little girl! In this regard, he was in the mood to sit and watch a good show.

When all these villagers appeared here, the little girl Ling Zihan straightened her small waist and suddenly put on a posture of a little adult. This strange behavior made Feng Ye confused again.

I saw Ling Zihan stretching out a little finger expressionlessly, pointing at Feng Ye on the side. There was no longer the previous cuteness in the tone, but only indifference: "See? What do you think of the door? How could an outsider break in? It's better to get him out before it gets dark. ”

"Grab it!"

With a loud shout from the beard, several villagers immediately gathered around Feng Ye's side. Originally, Feng Ye just planned to watch a good show, but he didn't expect that he would be involved at all. But at this time, he could only look at the five big and three thick men in front of him, and showed a harmless smile. However, the other party responded to him with a vicious expression.

In fact, Feng Ye was still thinking about the very strange relationship between these villagers and this little girl before. After all, a large group of big men would be reprimanded like this by a girl who looked like she was only seven or eight years old. It's incredible.

Maybe because Ling Zihan's reprimand was too direct, the big black face of the beard was already flushed at this time. But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded among the villagers, attracting the attention of the others.

Among the villagers, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance walked out: "Xie Yong, you are not allowed to contradict this "adult". You know, the identity of the adult in front of you is very noble, much stronger than our group of gatekeepers. ”