Wen Xiaobai trembled slightly, picked up his grandfather's only remaining hand, and put it on his face, the familiar touch was still there, shriveled and rough, but cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Grandpa...... Not really."

Wen Xiaobai muttered, tears falling from the corners of his eyes one by one and smashing on the ground.

His grandfather died, familiar people died, and he was the only one who survived......

Wen Xiaobai gently put down his grandfather's hand, and his fingers flicked to rummage through the surrounding corpses, he wanted to get back the rest of his grandfather's body.

However, the stump was too scattered to see who it belonged to, Wen Xiaobai's fingers were stained with sticky blood, he lowered his head weakly, sobbing, he couldn't find it at all, he couldn't find it at all.

Why!

Why, exactly!

Wen Xiaobai's face showed a look of hatred, he didn't understand, he didn't understand, why did someone want to kill them, they were a very humble group, they couldn't eat well, and they would definitely not provoke any big people, but why, why did everyone die.

Wen Xiaobai silently took the full bag, poured out the dry firewood inside, and carefully put his grandfather's hand into it, as well as the ancient big head, a piece of meat from the second fat uncle......

He has to carry these things, he has to find a place to bury everyone, build a tomb, build a monument, wander for so long, it's time to rest.

Wen Xiaobai cried again, he scolded himself for not being angry, he was soft, he was always crying, manly, he couldn't cry, but he couldn't stop his tears now.

After a while, Wen Xiaobai filled the big bag, and he wanted to fill it, but he couldn't, and the clothes on his body were also stuffed with stumps. He looked at the messy corpse, knelt down, kowtowed three times, folded his fingers, and said all the sages he knew in a mess, which was a prayer for everyone.

"Everyone, I'm leaving."

Wen Xiaobai struggled to pick up the bag and walked into the distance, his target was a village very close to here, where there was a sister who was very nice, and gave him an apple, he could beg that sister, maybe let him lie under the eaves for a night. Outside the village, there is a cemetery where I can bury my grandfather and them.

Wen Xiaobai counted with his fingers, thinking about everything, but forgetting himself.

He was small, staggering on the road, and the streamers in the sky crossed one after another, making Wen Xiaobai afraid, in the place where the spiritual light was dense, he carefully moved under the dense canopy, not daring to make a little noise, he was afraid that someone would suddenly come and click him off, so that everyone's corpses would not be buried.

However, when Wen Xiaobai walked out of the jungle and had just walked out a few dozen meters away, a Mortal Realm martial artist who stepped on the spiritual light fell from the sky and landed in front of Wen Xiaobai in a good time.

"Yo, look what I found, there's actually a kid from a small group of warriors here, tsk, and a big bag on his back, could it be that it's the baby of your small group? Show it to my uncle. ”

The warrior grinned, looking at Wen Xiaobai's gaze very excitedly, as if he was looking at a toy.

Thump!

Wen Xiaobai was frightened, he was frightened and took a few steps back, sat on the ground, Wen Xiaobai grabbed the bag tightly, and his face turned pale.

"Boy, show me what's in your bag, or I'll kill you." The warrior laughed.

Wen Xiaobai's whole body trembled with fear, but he still grabbed the bag, his lips trembled, and said, "This uncle, the bag is full of the bones of my relatives, and there are no treasures." ”

"Bones? Cut, Uncle Ben doesn't believe it, seeing that you are so nervous, there must be something else in it. Give it to me! The warrior said in a deep voice, his eyes revealing murderous intent.

"Don't ......"

"What did you say!" The martial artist was a little angry, with a little ghost who didn't even reach the innate realm, he dared to disobey him, a master of the mortal realm, he really wanted to die.

"Don't!" Wen Xiaobai shouted in fear, hugging the bag tightly, this is everyone's bones, and it can't be given to outsiders.

"Uncle, I'll pick it up myself!" He grabbed the bag with his big hand and was about to snatch it away from Wen Xiaobai's arms, but Wen Xiaobai kept screaming and didn't let go.

"It's noisy, give it to me!"

The old bag could not withstand the tearing of the two men, and cracked with a snort, and pieces of stumps fell from it and fell to the ground.

"What, it's some corpses, disgusting." The warrior said stupidly.

"Everyone!"

Wen Xiaobai rushed over in a hurry, lay on the ground, and put the stumps on the ground together with his hands.

The warrior looked at Wen Xiaobai who fell to the ground, with a wicked smile on his face, and he kicked Wen Xiaobai aside and stepped on a stump of limbs.

"Boy, do you care about these stumps?"

Wen Xiaobai spat out a mouthful of blood, and the kick of the martial artist of the Mortal Realm made him, who was still an ordinary person, his internal organs were displaced, Wen Xiaobai heard the words of the martial artist, nodded vigorously, there was no resentment towards the martial artist on his face, his body prostrate down, his eyes were full of hope, and said:

"Please uncle give me these bones, it's useless to you anyway."

"Okay" The martial artist smiled, making Wen Xiaobai's face bloom with a smile, but before the corners of Wen Xiaobai's mouth curled, a clicking sound made his expression freeze suddenly.

"It's okay to give it to you, but it's broken, haha." The warrior crushed the stump under his feet with one foot, and bone powder and blood foam were scattered.

"And this piece, this piece, this piece!"

Click, click, click!

The sound of bones shattering sounded, the warrior with a cruel smile, his face was extremely excited, playing with the weak, making the weak despair in hope, this kind of scene he liked the most.

He stepped down one foot at a time, and kept **, among which the ancient big head and the flesh of the second fat uncle also turned into a pile of bone slag and blood under the trampling of the warrior.

Wen Xiaobai's body shook suddenly, his eyes were focused, and he saw that the warrior's feet were aimed at his grandfather's old hand, and he was about to step on it.

No!

Wen Xiaobai cried, and he pounced, but his movements were too slow, and before he could pass, the warrior's feet fell.

Boom!

Flesh and bones were splashed everywhere, Wen Xiaobai was stunned, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but he didn't catch anything.

Wen Xiaobai closed his eyes, tears slid down his cheeks, he didn't know this martial artist, why did he come to bully him, could it be that because he was weak, he had to be bullied?

Don't the weak have the right to live, and when they are born, they will be ridiculed, toyed with, slaughtered at will, and never be protected? What's the point of living like this......

Wen Xiaobai didn't move, making the martial artist who trampled on the stump feel bored, a fireball condensed in his hand, grinning, he never thought of letting go of Wen Xiaobai, after all, Lord Wei Gong wanted to clear the field, and none of the people in this small group of martial artists could stay.

"Die!"

Rumble!

A bright light flashed, and the huge energy fluctuations exploded, Wen Xiaobai's heart was dead and silent, and he didn't do anything to resist it.

Just when the energy was about to hit Wen Xiaobai, a soft wind suddenly set off, as if there was something, blocking the aftermath of the energy for him.

Wen Xiaobai opened his eyes in surprise, and he saw a person with a bronze box standing in front of him, his body standing as upright as a heavenly pillar, and his momentum was as thick as a mountain.

The man carrying the bronze box stretched out a fist, and the warrior who arrogantly deceived Wen Xiaobai directly vomited blood and flew hundreds of meters, hitting the boulder, his body was erosive, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Are you alright?"

The man withdrew his fist and turned, revealing a smiling young face.

Wen Xiaobai looked at this person blankly, the warmth of the smile, the kindness in it entered his heart, making him cry out loud, tears flowing.

This gentle smile, he will never forget it for the rest of his life.