The ancient gods have been in the past 100012 years, and the cold wind in early spring is still biting. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On a vast hillside that had already sprouted a little spring green, a group of ragged, thin men were hunched over, searching, digging, and putting what they had dug up into the basket behind them.

A gust of wind struck, the leaves rustled, and a teenage boy with a muddy face shivered from the cold, and the shovel in his hand fell to the ground.

"What are you doing!?want to be lazy?," the Scarface Overseer not far away waved the long whip in his hand and roared at the boy.

The boy hurriedly bent down and picked up the shovel with one of his little frostbite hands, and with the other he quickly picked up a round thing in the turned dirt.

With a rotation of his fingers, he gently wiped away the wrapped dirt, and as the dirt was wiped away, a more obvious strange brilliance leaked out of the boy's palm.

The boy's face changed, and he glanced at the nearest overseer out of the corner of his eye, and then tugged at the thing tightly in his hand, not immediately placing it in the basket.

"Brother Wu Que, this dress is for you to wear. The little girl next to her, about the same age, put down the basket, took off her dirty but still intact coat, and handed it to the boy.

The boy Wu Que looked up at the girl gratefully, raised his hand and knocked the ribs and chest under the torn clothes with his fist: "Xiao Fei, I'm strong, I'm not cold at all, you can keep it and wear it yourself." ”

The girl Xiao Fei saw that Wu Que was reluctant to wear her clothes, so she had to put on her clothes again in the cold wind.

"Open your eyes, O great god of the ancient ages, and bless the poor Quefei......" The old man, who looked like a dead wood behind the two children, lowered his head and began to pray indistinctly.

"Cut, grandpa, the gods are so busy, how can they take care of us lowly slaves who dig up the gods. The fast-mouthed little non-deflated pout, complaining dissatisfiedly.

Grandpa Sha raised the shovel and gently slapped Xiao Fei's buttocks: "Little guy, don't talk nonsense, the ancient gods are omnipotent." ”

The ancient god is the legendary founder of this continent, with great magical powers like opening the world.

Wu Quelala still wanted to talk back, pointing at the overseer in the distance, signaling her not to attract the attention of the overseer and avoid being whipped, and at the same time turned her head and winked at Grandpa Sha in the back.

Grandpa Sha saw that the little guy kept giving him a look, so he hunched his waist and walked a few steps forward in confusion to the boy's side.

Wu Que stretched out his left hand in front of Grandpa Sha, slowly opened his palm, a faint light flashed, and his palm quickly closed again.

"Great Yuangu Heroic God, this is ......" Grandpa Sha's cloudy gaze suddenly became shining, and a sound of surprise broke out, and he suddenly woke up and hurriedly stopped.

"What are you doing?" Grandpa Sha's cry aroused the suspicion of Scarface Overseer, and he strode towards this direction as he yelled loudly.

When Grandpa Sha saw the overseer walking towards them, he was immediately in a hurry, and kept glancing at Wu Que, signaling him to hide his things quickly.

At this moment, "Tuk Tuk!" There was a dull, dense sound from the other side of the mountain.

"Run back, everyone! Hurry, hurry!" said one of the overseers closest to the mouth of the hill, and the alarm suddenly sounded, and the panic and shrill sirens echoed through the valley, making the hairs stand on end.

The slaves who were working on the hillside raised their heads one by one and stared blankly at the awkward mouth on the other side of the hillside.

A blood-colored banner suddenly stabbed out from the mountain col, and on the blood-colored banner, an eight-winged black snake came to life, hunting with the wind.

"It's the Black Serpent Hunting Party!" the slaves began to whisper.

"Run, run, everyone!" Ah......hhhhhhhh

The slaves looked at each other, suddenly shouted in unison, scattered and mutinied.

Like Grandpa Sha, who was like a dead wood, he suddenly reached out and picked up Wu Que and Xiao Fei, who were still in a daze, one in each hand, and strode towards the dense forest on the top of the hill, which was very agile.

The scarface overseer kept waving the barbed leather whip in his hand, landing on the slaves around him who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, and shouted with a worried face: "No one is allowed to run around!

But the slaves fled in all directions, and where could they stop it.

Scarface saw that something was wrong, threw away the leather whip in his hand, and fled for his life, and the slave who guarded him ran away, and he would die when he went back, and if he didn't run again, he would be caught by the Black Snake Department, and he would become a slave who dug Ying.

A continuous group of cavalry rushed out of the col, each riding a hideous-looking black wolf, brandishing a cold and shining weapon, and shouting loudly.

"Whoosh!" a black wolf cavalryman grabbed the thick rope on the wolf's back and threw it with all his might, and grabbed a strong slave nearby; the black wolf continued to rush forward, bringing down the trapped slave, and dragging it down the hillside with a "bang", leaving a trail of blood.

"Whoosh!whoosh!" the sound continued to sound, and the slaves were captured one by one, and the slow overseer was not spared, and the hillside gradually fell silent, except for the snort of the black wolf.

On the slopes of the mountain, the passes on both sides, and on the other side of the mountain, there were solemn and suppressed wolf cavalry everywhere, and this hunt of the Black Snake Department was unexpectedly elite, which was extraordinary.

The sound of "popping" broke the air, and the black wolf riders looked into the air and shouted in unison: "I'm Wang Qiying! Qiying!"

Wu Que, who was hiding in a dense bush on the top of the hill, looked up, and through the branches and leaves, he saw a huge black snake with eight wings on its back, flapping its wings like a dark cloud, hovering in mid-air not too high from the top of the hill.

On the back of the black snake with green eyes and scales like dark iron, there stood a long-haired figure dressed in bloody clothes and wearing a blood-colored mask in the wind, and I saw him raise his head to the sky and accept the cheers of the black wolf riders.

Behind the black snake, a big gray eagle rushed forward, and the gray eagle flapped its wings and waited beside the black snake.

The drum-eyed strong man on the back of the gray eagle waved the gray and strange bone staff in his hand, and shouted loudly: "My king has won the first battle, and the white elephant department will die!"

"Extinguish, extinguish, extinguish!" shouted the black wolf riders.

Wu Que was lying in the bushes, and all of them were terrified:

Although the Black Snake Department and Wu Que and the White Elephant Department where they were located, although they often fought, there had never been a large-scale war; today, the Nightless King of the Black Snake Department rode the Black Snake to fight in person, obviously going to fight to the death with the White Elephant Department.

The Nightless King raised his hand, and the cheers stopped, and then the Nightless King and the black serpent at his feet lowered their heads at the same time, and their gaze slowly swept over the woods on the top of the hill.

The faint green gaze swept by, Wu Que was like someone poured a basin of cold water on his head in an instant, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and the bushes under him rustled, and desperate thoughts rose from the bottom of his heart: "It's over, it's been discovered." ”

"Reptiles hiding in the grass, crawl out on their own. The Nightless King's cold voice rang out.

There was silence at the top of the hill.

"Whoosh!" the black snake opened its mouth, and a black light shot out of its mouth, piercing into the woods.

"Ahh

Hearing the sound of squirming, the other White Elephant Department personnel who were hiding in the woods and bushes all walked out one by one, and automatically gathered into a clearing on the hillside, waiting for disposal.

Next to Wu Que three, there stood a dejected Scarface Supervisor: Scar Seven.

With a wave of his hand, the Nightless King rode up a group of black wolves and tied up the captives.

The Nightless King's casual gaze swept over the captives, and he raised his head, raised his right hand and was about to give the order, when suddenly his eyes flashed, as if he remembered something.

Slowly, slowly, the Nightless King lowered his head, his eyes closed, and there was silence in all directions.

Like a flash of lightning, the Nightless King suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze firmly fixed on a person.

The human figure was like dead wood, under the gaze of the Nightless King, hunched over, with his head bowed, trembling, but it was Grandpa Sha.

Although the prince of the Ministry of Witches, who was holding the bone staff, followed the gaze of the Nightless King, looked at Grandpa Sha, and asked in surprise: "King, this old man is obviously short of time, and he has no value. ”

The Nightless King's gaze remained motionless, and his voice was still as cold as ice: "But this old man just came out of the bushes farthest from the hillside. ”

As soon as the Nightless King's words fell, a cold wind blew, freezing Grandpa Sha's body trembling slightly.

"What do you mean by coming out of the bushes farthest from the hillside?" although Gong was confused, the thought in his heart flashed rapidly: "The farthest, of course, the farther you run, the better." No, how could this old man run so far in such a short period of time? Could it be that this old man is full of Qiying!?"

Although Gong suddenly realized, his face changed greatly, and he stared at Grandpa Sha who was shivering in the cold wind.

"Draw bones for him!" The Nightless King's long fingers pointed at Grandpa Sha, squeezing out four words from between his teeth, making everyone's hearts beat violently.