Chapter Twenty-Five: The Beginning of the Legend Ask for Collection
The old man in the purple shirt looked at the rickety old man who suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and his heart suddenly felt relaxed. The whole person www.biquge.info tense and relaxed. Because he just saw that after the little beggar ate the pill, the whole person actually recovered as if he had not been injured, he sighed at the magic of the pill, and at the same time was afraid that the little beggar would suddenly wake up.
If the little beggar begged the old man to kill him, would he still be alive? The old man could even take out that precious elixir, let alone kill a mere himself? Now the old man in the purple shirt only hoped that the little beggar would die in an accident, and although it was his own son who did it, it was difficult to guarantee that he would also be implicated.
Thinking of this, the old man in the purple shirt looked at his son-in-law with a resentful expression. Thinking in his heart, if it weren't for this straw bag, he wouldn't have been implicated, not to mention, he also let one of his brothers die, thinking of his brother's death, he suddenly felt sad, if it wasn't for the protection of this straw bag, his brother wouldn't have died.
The old man in the purple shirt wanted to slam down with a palm and kill this straw bag to avenge his brother, but the thought that had just risen sank down in an instant, and he couldn't help but be deflated, his son died, and he was afraid that he would also suffer.
The old man in the purple shirt gritted his teeth hatefully, and finally sighed, and quickly left the street with the bodies of the young man and the old man in green shirt in his hands.
The streets became empty in an instant, and the only conspicuous ones were the destroyed stalls, and the bloodstains that could be seen everywhere in the middle of the long street, as well as the dead leaves stained with blood, and when the autumn wind blew gently, a new fallen leaf fell, and continued to cover the bloodstained street, as if to record what happened at this moment on the dead leaves with blood as a carrier. There is the blood of Wu Tears, the blood of the little beggar, and the blood of other people.
Perhaps it was this blood that stimulated the nerves of God, and with this incident as the fuse, the legend of Wu Tears unfolded, opening the blank page and writing the legend.
I don't know how long it took, but a few people gradually appeared on the street, and finally there were people who were difficult to see at a glance, and they all looked curiously at the bright red in the middle of the street.
They didn't know what had happened next, all they knew was that when they left, a man in the street who had been beaten and was almost out of human shape suddenly sat up like a devil from hell. No, it's even scarier than the devil of hell, full of horror. They fled in fright, and when they came again to the middle of the street, the terrible man was gone, the bodies of the old beggar and the little beggar who had died, and the boy lying on the ground and the two old men behind the boy were gone.
Although they don't know what happened later, they have a conjecture, that is, the arrogant and indifferent behavior of the young man is not even visible to the devil, and he attaches himself to a dead man to teach them a good lesson. As a result, the rumors spread farther and farther. The devil? It's, the devil will take care of this, if the gods can still believe it. Although they prefer to believe that it is a god, do they think that Wu Tear's appearance?
However, they have a common point of view, that is, be kind to people, and you should not bully the weak at will, otherwise the devil will drag you to hell to accompany him. Since this point of view, everyone's attitude has gradually become different, and there is a strong sense of humanity between people on the street. If Wu Tear knew that one thing he was determined to do had actually changed a group of people, I don't know how he would feel.
Maybe they have a conscience, but the bigger reason is that they are afraid that they will be approached by the devil, and they are not afraid of the gods, because they believe that the gods will forgive them, but will the devil be? Of course not, so they are afraid! This is the concept of ordinary people. But for whatever reason, at least, it's a good thing......
At this time, a small forest outside the city, a touch of black rushed through the grove, and suddenly a figure stopped between the trees. As soon as this black shadow was so fast, but it didn't bring up a single leaf in the thick layer of fallen leaves in the woods, it can be seen that the black shadow's control over the body has reached a terrifying level.
From the front, this black shadow seems to be a person, and the reason why I say this is because this black shadow is hidden in a black black energy all over its body. It's hard to see the face. Suddenly, the black energy gradually contracted, and the figure hidden under the black energy gradually appeared. The figure looked a little embarrassed, the flesh and blood of the whole body were blurred, some body parts were somewhat deformed, and the most conspicuous thing was the eyes that were crowded with black pupils.
He was none other than Wu Tear, who had disappeared from the street just now. At this time, the eyebrows between Wu's tearful eyebrows tightened, and he said unhappily: "Damn, I didn't expect the deity to become so aggrieved now, and I can't be too far away from that place." Suddenly, Wu Tear's face changed again, and he secretly said to Wu Tear in his heart, boy, you ask for more blessings, the deity can only help you so much.
Suddenly, Wu Tear's eyes began to return to normal, but Wu Tear rolled his eyelids, and the whole person lay on the ground softly, motionless.
I don't know how long it took, Wu Tear gradually sobered up. When he awoke, he found himself lying on a solid wooden bed with a thick quilt over him. Looking sideways, you can see a clean square table and two chairs in the middle of the room.
"It's ...... Where?" Wu Xian only remembered that after he knocked a teenager into the air, he was also hit by the old man in the green shirt, and then he lost consciousness and didn't know anything. Wu Xian just wanted to sit up, but suddenly "hissed" violently, and hurriedly said, "It hurts." Wu tear didn't dare to move violently anymore, gently lifted the quilt, and was shocked to find that there were many bandages tied on his body. When Wu Tear saw this scene, he immediately smiled bitterly, he really didn't know whether to say that he was lucky or unlucky.
After coming to this world, I was seriously injured except for serious injuries, which was really unlucky. But fortunately, he couldn't die yet. But Wu Tear is also wondering, who saved him?
Wu tear gently lifted the quilt aside, turned around and got out of bed, and put on a pair of shoes on the ground. He staggered to his feet and walked out of the house. Wu tear didn't want to stay in bed like a patient, instead of staying in bed, it was better to go out for a walk.
Wu tear gently pushed open the door, only to feel a sense of seclusion rushing to his face......
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