Chapter 44: Demacia

Zhao Feichen said goodbye to Zhu Niya, went east with He Qiao'er, walked far away and couldn't help but look back, and saw Zhu Niya still smiling on tiptoe on the hillside waving goodbye, the smile on her face was very bright by the oncoming sun.

An inexplicable warmth rose in Zhao Feichen's heart, and he was even faintly reluctant, and when he looked back after a while, Zhu Niya was gone.

He stopped suddenly, couldn't help but look up at the sun, squinted his eyes and half-hid his fingers, and felt extremely comfortable.

Compared to the hurried night escape in the mountains before, compared to the dark and terrifying black mud swamp, and compared to the dark base of the mountain, he had never felt that the sun was so bright, life was so free, the earth was so vast, and the air was so sweet, he couldn't wait to shout loudly and run recklessly until the far side of the grassland, the edge of the sun.

The escape process of just one day and one night seems to have lasted for a long time, and the flood life of just a few months is like the whole life, far more complicated, chaotic and incomprehensible than the world before he fell asleep. Now, he has begun to integrate into this new world, and there is a lot less fear and confusion about the unknown future.

Zhao Feichen took a deep breath, sniffed the freshness of the grass, and smiled at He Qiao'er: "Let's go!" ā€

He Qiao'er did not respond immediately as before, but her eyes were dull, her little ears trembled slightly, as if she was listening to something, she suddenly flicked her ponytail, stared at the southeast with her pretty eyes, and said solemnly: "There is a crying sound in the wind, faintly, it seems that there are many people ......"

Because the knife and bow were damaged, she carried the metal stick she had obtained in the base before as a weapon behind her back, and now she was already holding it tightly in her hand, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Feichen, do you want to go over and have a look?" ā€

Zhao Feichen thought about it, and felt that Junia had ordered the clearance just now, and there should be no more witch patrols nearby, so there should be no danger, not to mention that he was also very curious about how there could be humans here, so he nodded in agreement.

He Qiaoer excitedly raised the steel rod and took the lead.

Since meeting Jia Kui and Junia, the strong strength of the witch has made her, who has always been confident and strong, feel frustrated, and feel that she has dragged Zhao Feichen back, and she can't help but want to perform well at this time. After all, she was an excellent hunter, and she was not afraid of the dangers of the grassland, let alone believed that she could not deal with the beasts here.

The savannah is lush with grass, rising and falling with the wind, deep over the legs and waist, and you can see far away, but it is difficult to find what is hidden in the grass in the distance. After walking forward for a while, even Zhao Feichen heard a faint cry in the wind, which sounded in pieces, and he couldn't hear men and women clearly.

If it were in broad daylight, the sun was high, and the sun was shining, if it was the middle of the night, listening to the high and low, ethereal crying sound lingering in the deep grass, Zhao Feichen was timid and afraid of ghosts, maybe he was so frightened that he turned his head and ran.

He Qiao'er, the leader, lowered her body, waved the steel pipe to line up the grass in front of her, and whispered: "You wait here, I'll go over and have a look first, don't whistle, don't come over." ā€

"We're going to go together." Zhao Feichen shook his hand with a smile, and the Great Wind God Banner suddenly appeared in his palm, and the rainbow light at the tip of the flag was like a sword and a belt, and he shook it twice, and where the sword light passed, the grass was cut off in pieces like shaving hair.

He Qiao'er stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and her little face flushed slightly: "It's all wrong, and I forgot that Brother Feichen is a powerful candidate, so how can I need Qiao'er's protection." ā€

In fact, Zhao Feichen's impression on her has always been cowardly, and the deep first impression is by no means so easy to reverse.

Zhao Feichen was the most unspeakable, especially He Qiaoer's face full of reverence, which greatly satisfied his self-esteem, and said with a smile: "Look at me taking the lead in the charge!" Demacia! "Throwing the flag and sword, he strode forward.

He rushed forward for a while, and the grass suddenly disappeared, revealing a small circle of clearing, on which were huddled twenty-seven or eight people, most of them women, and they did not seem to be very old, scattered scattered in the clearing, with heavy shackles on their hands and feet, most of them holding their heads and weeping, trembling, like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Only one man and two women did not cry, and their clothes were not the same as most of them, they were not dressed as mountain people, and they were obviously much more upscale and tidy, although they were also disheveled and wrinkled, they were still very eye-catching.

The man's triangular eyes, thin lips, and a pair of small eyes swirled around the girls, as if he had some bad idea, and he didn't have the courage to do it, and he didn't look like a good person anyway.

Two girls who were not crying hugged each other and shrank at the very edge of the clearing, one of them looking calm, bowing his head and whispering, as if he was comforting his companion in his arms.

Zhao Feichen suddenly broke into the clearing, startling everyone, and the crying that had not stopped stopped abruptly, and they all raised their heads in a daze, staring at him in a daze.

Zhao Feichen was very unaccustomed to being stared at by a group of people, and he was uncomfortable: "Who are you?" What happened? ā€

No one answered, and most people couldn't help but shrink their bodies back, especially after seeing the lightsaber that Zhao Feichen was carrying, their eyes dodged as quickly as if they were being burned, and their expressions were full of fear.

He Qiao'er came in from the grass at this time, and everyone saw that she was pretty and lively, not like a cold witch, and the atmosphere of fear eased a little.

Finally, the girl with a calm expression asked softly, "Is the Venerable Driver a human or a witch?" As soon as she saw the Great Wind Divine Banner held by Zhao Feichen, her eyes froze, and she immediately turned her gaze away as if she hadn't seen it.

"People." Zhao Feichen said affirmatively.

The girl's breath became short, her eyes began to redden, and she asked again, "Big ...... Adults are ...... Is it a monk-sama? ā€

Zhao Feichen glanced at the flag sword in his hand, and said with a dry smile: "It's just a candidate, it's just a candidate!" ā€

He Qiao'er hurriedly took a step forward and said loudly: "Brother Feichen is the new candidate of our Yangshan Town, and the priest has personally identified him. "The expression is very proud, and he looks like a little honor.

Immediately the crowd erupted in cheers, and then began to cry hysterically, some kowtowed, some curled up to hide their faces, some fainted and whispered, and so on.

The girl's eyes that had just asked were so red that she almost wanted to cry, helped her companion to get up, blessed her body in front of Zhao Feichen, and said, "The slave family is surnamed Guan, a person from Xijing, but the little adult was specially sent by the imperial court to rescue us?" I don't know how many monks came? ā€

When she asked, everyone was silent, wiping their tears and looking at Zhao Feichen, each holding their breath.

Zhao Feichen said embarrassedly: "Just one ......"

The crowd, who had fallen into silence, suddenly became quieter, and some began to tremble again.

He Qiao'er was dissatisfied: "Hey, what do you mean by this little lady?" Don't you see Brother Feichen? ā€

The girl surnamed Guan showed a bitter smile, her eyes were full of disappointment, she hugged her companion in her arms tighter, and said softly: "How dare you, it's just that it's wild and barbaric, even if this little adult has the heart to rescue, I'm afraid that I can't catch it, the tiger can't control the wolves, and I can't save many people at once......"

Zhao Feichen lamented in his heart: "I was actually despised again, do I really have a bitter face?" ā€

…… z=z^2+c……

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