Feng Luo looked at the stick shadow that was about to be added, and took two steps back, wanting to fall back. The stick turned abruptly and did not fall on his head.

Could it be that the captain of the guard temporarily changed his mind and wanted to let him go? Feng Luo felt that it was not impossible, but he soon knew that he had guessed wrong.

"Click!"

There was a slight but crisp cracking sound, and Feng Luo felt a sharp pain under his feet. Then the body fell uncontrollably, lying on the ground, struggling to get up, but there was no way.

The chief of the guard did change his mind, and did what he said: don't kill, but don't try to stand up. He broke Feng Luo's legs, completely bending.

"Don't, Feng Luo, my child ......" Feng Luo's mother let out a heart-rending cry and broke free and ran up. The villagers saw that the situation on the altar had been settled, and did not continue to stop it.

"Don't come up!" Feng Luo shouted with all his might, with a pleading look on his face. Shocked by the longing in his eyes, his mother stopped her steps as she was about to step up the steps of the altar, her lips trembling, and she couldn't stop crying.

Feng Luo bit his lip tightly, biting the blood, and tried hard with his legs. But the bones were completely bent, and when they gathered a little pulse, they struggled to attack, but they still couldn't stand.

"Your Excellency, five techniques, as you wish. The chief guard bent slightly in front of the divine envoy, which was considered a mistake.

"Alas, alas. The oracle nodded, sighing softly. And the prayer person had a complicated expression and was extremely sorry that the young man he was very optimistic about had encountered an unreasonable selection.

Feng Luo's injury must not be able to stand up. The village chief was about to have someone go up and carry him away, when Feng Luo's voice returned to clear: "Lord Divine Envoy, can I stand, even if I pass the selection?"

The chief guard pursed his lips and said, "If you can ...... it!"

"That's standing up, right?" Feng Luo looked up, facing the envoy and the chief of the guard. His hands clung to the ground of the altar, and his arms struggled to support him, trying to minimize the shaking. Every time I shook it, my broken legs shook with it, and I felt a pain in my heart.

The Divine Envoy was stunned for a moment before he said, "Well, a handstand should also be regarded as a stand, what do you think, Chief Guard?" Even if the Divine Envoy rarely cared about human life, he felt the shock at this moment.

The head of the guard nodded in agreement. At this moment, the pair of broken legs hanging on their stomachs were so shocking, far more than the scene of flesh and blood splashing. What kind of willpower can make this teenager support?

"Lord Divine Envoy, I have supported five techniques, can I become a divine servant?" Feng Luo's arm trembled, his strength was about to run out, and he reconfirmed with anxiety. The calmness of the tone made the onlookers also hold their breath and wait for the final result.

"Yes, you are already a servant of the Supreme God, and God has given you glory!" the divine messenger's tone returned to a dry tone.

Feng Luo's eyes darkened, and he turned over and fell. But he didn't feel the hardness of the ground, and someone hugged him. Then, the mouth is pinched open, and the sweet liquid is poured in and down the throat.

"Hold back, don't squirt!" a deep voice echoed in his ears, and Feng Luo nodded. There was a sharp pain in my legs, and I almost vomited the liquid I had just drunk.

"Alright, carry him away. The voice commanded, and Feng Luo felt that he was being handed over to someone else. Mother's cry rang out, and hot tears dripped on the back of Feng Luo's hand.

Feng Luo opened his eyes and saw that the chief guard was turning to leave.

There were sighs under the altar, and some people cheered. Divine servant, Tie Songcun's memory of the divine servant almost completely faded and disappeared. Today, they are witnessing miracles again!

Feng Luo was placed on a wooden plank, and the two men carefully carried it away. Almost everyone looked at him and smiled, revealing admiration. In addition to the three teams of teenagers who participated in the selection, because someone was selected, it means that they lost the opportunity.

"Honorable oracle, is the selection continuing?" asked the prayer carefully, immediately attracting everyone's attention. In the past, there was a fixed process for the selection of divine servants, and occasionally there were special assessments, but they would not be as random as this time.

"Oh, of course, did I say it's over?" said the oracle impatiently, as if to blame the prayer for not knowing the rules. His words made the candidates smile brightly at the vastness of the divine grace.

In the past, when selecting divine envoys, there were no more than five people in the entire Silver Leaf Castle, and at most one person in a village. The old people felt strange, but they did not dare to question the decision of the oracle.

The first step for each person is to put their hands on the crystal ball, and then accept the questions of the oracle, and then let the corresponding person evaluate them. The problems are varied, and the villagers look at each other.

"Release the pulse and see how high it gets. "Can you talk to the Crystal Beast?" "How about your dodge skills?" "Is your roasted meat delicious?" "Do you know how to grow crops?" "You ......"

No matter how strange the questions were, the teenagers answered them seriously. The villagers under the altar are still religiously hoping that their children will be selected. In the end, three more became oracles, including the Mountain Eagle brothers.

"Is the slave naïve enough to think that something good has really happened?" the messenger pursed his lips and whispered. The head of the guard sighed softly and looked in the direction Feng Luo had left.

Feng Luo lay in bed for three days before he felt that his legs could move. The village chief sent a bottle of potion, which was said to have been left by the head of the guard, and it was able to build bones and muscles. Relying on the miraculous effect of the potion, the broken leg recovered quickly at a palpable speed.

The departure time is two months later, and it will be sent from the village to Silver Leaf Castle, and all the selected people will leave together. This is done so that the chosen person can get along well with his family and enjoy the glory of being a servant of God.

During this time, Silver Leaf Fort sent fifty catties of crystal beast meat, a third-order one. There are also dried fruits, vegetables, flour and the like, which are rare in the mountains. In addition, there were clothes, farm tools, etc., and the additional items were enough to compare with the wealthiest people in the village.

After becoming a divine servant, Feng Luo's mother can still get an extra five catties of animal meat every month. In this way, after he leaves, his mother will be able to live well. The most important thing is that no one in the village gossips about her mother anymore.

Half a month later, Feng Luo was already able to run in small steps. Everyone said it was a miracle, a miracle of the gods. Feng Luo smiled slightly, of course he wouldn't say that he was born with amazing resilience.

Feng Luo took Xiaobai into the mountains and forests, because Xiaobai had no fresh meat to eat for many days. In addition, he wanted to save more food before leaving and try to make his mother's life better.

In order not to interfere with the hunting of the hunters in the village, he went far away into the mountains. This can not only hunt down high-level crystal beasts, but also a good way to cultivate pulse qi. While others are immersed in the joy of becoming a servant of God, Feng Luo sees it as a new challenge.

Feng Luo carried a newly grown Zhenshan bear, walked on the way home, cut off his head, and let Xiaobai eat the crystal nucleus inside. The fourth-order crystal beast, Xiao Bai, with the cooperation of Feng Luo's essence blood, was already able to digest it.

Xiao Bai didn't eat for nothing, and there were two first-order crystal beasts hanging on his body, one of which was his supper.

As a fourth-order crystal beast, Zhenshan Bear is not very strong, but it is full of treasures. Needless to say, the skin is handed over to the dock of Silver Leaf Castle and can be exchanged for a lot of items. Wind Claw is dried and can be used as a tribute to the head of Silver Leaf Castle.

In short, Feng Luo thought far ahead about his mother's future days. The surplus grain stored can be used for at least ten years before he can rest assured.

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