Chapter Twenty-Five: In a few decades, the world withered!
Seeing the fire boy leaving, the old cow was also anxious, and picked up Wang Yuan with one hand and flew out.
Wang Yuan was carried by this, and only then did he deeply know the strength of Lao Niu, and at this moment, he couldn't even use the slightest strength to resist.
And with such strength of the old cow, he was not angry at all at what the fire boy said just now.
He didn't even dare to overtake the fire child, but only dared to sneak behind him.
Wang Yuan hates iron in his heart, if he really deserves to be a bull-headed man? I really don't know the truth of filial piety under the stick?!
What's even funnier is that the servants who are desperately following behind, carrying several large bags on their backs, seem to be eager to tear down the house.
This made Wang Yuan couldn't help but rejoice that he had a space treasure that was rare in the fairy world.
However, although the people in the fairy world evacuated back to the fairy world early, none of the treasures they had in the human world were taken away.
All this is because of Li Gan's willful behavior, which made the barrier of the human world move violently, so that the fairy world had to cut off the passage of heaven and man, and because of this, where could those people in the fairy world take care of the treasure at that time!
And these treasures, obviously this old cow doesn't have many shares, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to take out a space magic weapon.
It is estimated that all the oil and water were taken away by the Dragon Emperor and the Heavenly King who were the first to descend the mountain.
Wang Yuan thought about it, and inexplicably felt a little heartache, at that time, the second generation of immortals was eager to sell all their belongings to repay their kindness......
"Boom!" A low sound shattered Wang Yuan's illusions, and he only found out at this moment that the old cow had landed.
As soon as he landed, Wang Yuan was naturally put down, if it weren't for his quick thoughts, he would almost have eaten a mouthful of soil.
And just when he was about to condemn Lao Niu's uncivilized behavior, he found that the village in front of him, which had been almost destroyed, had been rebuilt at this moment, and there was a burst of happiness in his nose.
And, at the moment, in the distance.
There were still endless crowds of people rushing here, one by one, but Wang Yuan knew that there was very little dry food in the bulging bags.
A tattered quilt may be the only heirloom treasure of these people's families.
And the direction in which they gather like ants is precisely this newly rebuilt stockade.
Although it was an extremely cold time at the moment, it did not affect their determination to move forward in the slightest, as if there was a peerless treasure in the village.
In fact, in the village, it was just the fire boy who was cooking porridge with the ten people of the Wang family.
Yang Shen is powerful in cooking porridge, and it is reasonable that the taste is thousands of miles away!
Wang Yuan was shocked, and couldn't believe that just this pot of porridge could attract people from thousands of miles away.
But soon, the refugees gave him the answer.
Wang Yuan found that under their black robes, they had no clothes, and even the whole family was crammed into a set of robes.
If it weren't for the heating of the fire child, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to survive a few breaths in this cold winter.
And when he opened the package that Wang Yuan thought was bloated, he found that it was not a quilt at all, it was a single coat made of bags of hay!
At this moment, after arriving at the village, the first thing they did was to take off their black robes and change into grass clothes.
The reason why they had to endure the cold just now and cover their faces in black robes was entirely because these people still had the dignity left over from the previous era.
Wang Yuan couldn't help but sigh, just a few decades, is it really ridiculous to be so ridiculous today?
In the last era, when the Shun Dynasty was still there, it was majestic in all the countries of the world, and even dared to fight the fairy world!
Wang Yuan was silent and stopped talking, but only slightly played a series of spells, curing those refugees of some minor illnesses.
At this moment, Wang Yuan pulled away and looked to the side, only to find that the minotaur was silent at the moment, dragging his chin with one hand and thinking slowly, like a philosopher!
Thinking about it, he finally shook his head helplessly and sighed.
"Wang Yuan's little friend!"
After the minotaur sighed, he actually looked at Wang Yuan with a sincere gaze.
He said: "Wang Yuan's little friend is a promising young man and is very intelligent! Naturally, I have long seen my family's worries.
Now, I'm getting straight to the point!
Please also ask Wang Yuan Xiaoyou not to dislike these treasures and be a lobbyist for my family! βγ
The Minotaur not only looked sincerely, but also shot very sincerely, and under the opening of a spatial magic weapon, there was a burst of golden light.
When Wang Yuan saw this, he immediately resisted the temptation to close the space magic weapon, and still asked with a reserved expression:
"Oh? With the king's ability, who in the world dares not to buy the king's account? How do you want to make a shot like this? β
Wang Yuan's hypocrisy and flattery made the Minotaur beard rise to the sky.
"Uh...... Alasβ"
"Isn't it the unfilial son of my family who fantasizes about being a savior every day? This simple little village has attracted the world! β
The minotaur looked at the crowd in the stockade and couldn't help but worry.
"Oh? Why did the king say this, the fire boy is just giving porridge, did he provoke those big people to ask for immortals? β
Wang Yuan guessed the reason a little, but still asked with a pretended puzzlement.
"Alas! You're too young to know what's going on!
After all, I want you to do things, Lao Niu, I always want to make it clear to you! β
The minotaur looked at Wang Yuan, seemed to sigh a little, and then confided to Wang Yuan in a low voice:
"Do you know, what kind of immortals are cultivating in the world today?"
"This ...... Isn't it really the way to go with the sky? β
Although Wang Yuan had some guesses that the immortals in the human realm would definitely follow the old path of the Demon Dao, he didn't expect that in just a few decades, the world had already been destroyed by these demon cultivators and turned into hell.
"Amazing, I didn't expect Wang Yuan's little friend to be really knowledgeable!
Although this is roughly the case, it is also divided into people, for example, in this Zhongzhou territory, those who are first-class talents will be trained as monks by the government, and finally they will not be able to escape the devouring of the king of the world.
And those who are inferior are called dregs, and the dragons go the other way and can be used as food! β
The Minotaur was amazed at the moment when Wang Yuan saw it, and he also regarded him as a person who could talk about the Tao in his heart, and he was no longer as hypocritical as before, and gave Wang Yuan a detailed introduction.
Then he continued:
"I am now begging for a friend, and I have no choice but to do so!
If the dog is allowed to set up a refugee recruitment signboard here, which leads to a decrease in Zhongzhou's cultivation resources, then my family will definitely face a catastrophe!
Even if it's an old cow, I beg you!! β
The Minotaur made it extremely clear to Wang Yuan that for the sake of the fire child, he almost used a pleading tone.
This made Wang Yuan hesitate, and he had no choice but to say to the bull-headed man: "Great King! Give me some time, I'll think about it! β
"Done!"
When the minotaur heard this, he laughed and was extremely open.
However, just when Wang Yuan's mind was confused and he was tired of thinking, there was a roaring explosion in the distant sky.
"The Heavenly King's Guard?! Alas β it's finally here!! β
The minotaur looked at the sky from afar, and there was some helplessness in his tone.