"Ann?!" , Zhang Er split the monster in front of him, looked around in surprise, but didn't see the familiar figure.

"I'm just in a soul state, of course you can't see me", that mischievous voice made Zhang Er cry.

"Hey! Don't you cry, at least I'm still here."

"I don't know what happened to you, but I know that you worked hard, stinky shit"

"I...", Zhang Er didn't know what he wanted to say now, but the feeling of choking made him a little overwhelmed.

"Okay~ Hurry up and kill that ugly monster! I have a lot to ask you."

"Good!"

Zhang Er's spirits perked up, and he just saw the smashed Hacha as far as his eyes could see, as well as the niche sleeves in the panic.

"Ann, can you hide your wings, I don't want to expose them yet"

"Absolutely!"

The spread of the single wing did not appear as before, but hidden, but the huge life force instantly poured into Zhang Er's body.

A bright silver knuckle appeared on his right hand.

"Don't turn it all on, stinky shit, just open it a little, otherwise the treatment won't be able to keep up", An's words, let Zhang Er take a deep breath and press his finger to the heart.

The manic air flow surged up in an instant, and the beating of the scorching heart showed Zhang Er's excited heart now.

Finally! Finally! Ann can communicate with him again, proving that his path is not wrong, Ann is his hope, the light that he can fight against all odds.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

300 times a minute, 350 times a minute, 400 times a minute.

The beating heart spewed out a scorching air flow in his pores, and when Zhang Er didn't notice it, a ring lit up on his forehead, shining with pale yellow.

Start the hand, pull it away in an instant.

"Tiger Style!"

"Hurry!" , one word exit, the steam swaying on the body was all released, straight into the sky.

The body was like a wild horse that had escaped from the leash, accompanied by a manic air current, and in an instant, it was accompanied by a wild surge, crushing the bodies of those monsters.

Reappeared, his arms folded, his eyes bursting with absolute murderous intent.

Leaping high in the air, he slammed down on the monster's bull's head.

The area where the two were in contact produced a burst of compression, and the bull's head, which weighed thousands of catties, felt Zhang Er's huge power, and stabbed down uncontrollably.

For a moment, the snow burst open, the ground trembled, and the invisible qi slammed into the surroundings.

The shrine sleeve grew into a mouth in a daze.

The bull's head sank deep into the ground, and the connected body did not move at all, and all the demonic beasts all set their eyes on Zhang Er at this moment.

Roaring, roaring, and rushing over in spite of death.

"Stinky shit! Smash them! ”

"Good !!"

The two fists collided, and the manic air flow on his body erupted again, brighter than flames and surging more than hot blood.

Ann is back! Then what else would he be afraid of! No loneliness is more important than anything else!

Born as a pawn, only to move forward for one person, is the truth he now understands.

The high-speed moving body, the collision and explosion of the monster, in the eyes of the stunned niche sleeve, has become a swan song in the snow forest.

"Is this the warrior who was blessed by the mountain god..."

She saw the mark on Zhang Er's forehead, and if she remembered correctly, it was the blessing of the gods.

A punch smashed more than a dozen monsters, and the turbid qi erupting from Zhang Er's mouth was like a sword qi whistling.

Jian Dan, who struggled to get up, looked into the distance in disbelief, no matter how she imagined it, she couldn't believe the scene in front of her, the group of monsters that needed to be surrounded and killed by the clansmen with all their might.

was broken up by him alone.

The gushing air current, the whistling blood, isn't this the ultimate fighting spirit that the Evenks worship the most!

"Who the hell is he... It's the Evenks..."

The monsters that fled in all directions stood in place gasping for breath, and the excited Zhang Er formed an asymmetrical picture.

"Noble messenger of the gods, faithful believer, willing to offer the most supreme thanksgiving"

Jane Dan and the Niche Sleeve knelt behind Zhang Er, pressing their right hands on their chests, showing sincere worship on their faces.

The Evenks worship supreme power and worship power that can rival everything, and Zhang Er shows their clan soul.

The perseverance to protect the people's fighting spirit to fight the enemy.

"Evenks? I seem to have some impressions", Ann muttered to herself, as she seemed to think.

"Oh yes! They have a god of war, one of the gods."

"What's it called? ... Ling Tianjun, it seems to be"

An's words made Zhang Er stunned, and it was Ling Tianjun again.

Having buried Hacha, Jane closed her eyes and prayed for him again.

A brave warrior who used his body to block the safety of his people is worthy of awe.

In their opinion, Zhang Er was a clansman who had been recognized by the gods, so he could burst out with the true power of the Evenki.

The leader of the biggest monster has also become Zhang Er's first tattoo in this world.

Jane prayed solemnly, took her carving knife from her waist, slashed the monster's body, and stabbed hard at the location of the demon core in its body.

It's strange that this knife can absorb the purest power of monsters.

Jane, but after getting Zhang Er's consent, she gently stabbed the power of this monster on his arm along with the tip of the knife.

"Brave warrior, I sincerely bless you, let the blood of the devil and the power of the devil be blessed and guarded on your body"

As the tip of the knife pierced, Zhang Er didn't feel any pain.

And with it came a strange power, and he felt his arm filled with power, an indescribable feeling.

Not like the absorption of plunder, but coexistence in the true sense of the word.

His left arm stretched from his wrist to his elbow, and a cow-like monster roared and imprinted on it.

Its form is lifelike, as if it were alive.

Jane put away the knife with satisfaction and looked at Zhang Er.

"From now on, no matter where you are, you are an Evenki tribesman, the Evenki gods will protect you, and the Evenki people will love you"

"Obey the precepts and respect nature"

Even if Zhang Er is not an Evenki, then now Jian Dan has recognized his identity, not only because of the previous violent killing of the monster group, but also because of the recognition of the gods, which makes her extremely convinced.

But Jane, who had done all this suddenly, had blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her head tilted and she fainted.

"She, the loss is too great and there are injuries, just take care of it", An's voice made Zhang Er breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, this person is very good to him and A-Niang.

"But you, how could you be so badly injured?" , An didn't seem to understand, it was obvious that Zhang Er had obtained three divine seals before resurrecting his soul.

In this case, Zhang Er should be very strong, and it can be seen in the battle just now that he is not only very good in terms of body style, but also in the memory of the battle.

But the missing eyes made her feel distressed, but she couldn't reach out and touch Zhang Er.

"I'll tell you all when I get back."

After packing up Jane, Zhang Er walked out, and the niche sleeves sitting outside were obviously a little uncomfortable, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"I'm sorry... I've always thought that the gods had chosen the wrong person, after all, you were like that..."

Zhang Er smiled, it was normal.

He could also see that these people really wanted to help him recover, and secondly, they also took pity on him, after all, they became divine envoys to look at him in the tribe.

Most of them were unconvinced, and even many times, people came to the house to provoke, but they were stopped by Jane Dan, who came in time.

"Is there any wine, she still has to sleep for a long time", Zhang Er sat opposite her, his eyes clear.

As they spoke, the eyes of the niche sleeves looking at Zhang Er also softened, after all, who doesn't like to be in an Evenki man who is known for his strength.

"I didn't see the stinky shit, now the girls are so proficient", Ana sour voice, intentionally or unintentionally teased.

Zhang Er shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that An was still like that, and sure enough, it was she who could make herself dare not talk at all.

The shrine sleeve went to rest.

Zhang Er sat by the campfire and told Ann about everything that had happened.

There is also the shadow of his own recovery.

Including that damn Ling Tianjun.

"Stinky shit, are you still you", An asked cautiously, but Zhang Er was stunned.

To be honest, his thinking and way of dealing with problems are very different from before, and it is no wonder that An can ask this sentence.

"It's just that your identity seems to be questioned by the gods, so your shadow will return"

"But it doesn't matter, the trialist has to go through some things before he grows."

"And you won't be alone anymore, at least when I come back, they will all come back"

Listening to her comforting words, Zhang Er sighed, it was because the path of God was too far away, and he was just a drop in the ocean, and his small perspective could never see the road ahead.

"By the way, what about Ling Tianjun's sword! Show me", Ann seemed a little excited, after all, Excalibur everyone would look forward to it.

Hearing this, Zhang Er stood up, grabbed the void, and the hilt of Ling Tian's sword slowly emerged from the space backpack.

A handful of grabbing, the arm shook.

The sword light is five feet, the sword body is five feet, and the aurora is a little, but it is a pity that there is a black light swimming in the sword body, which makes this sword have a trace of flaws.

"It's really this sword!" Ann was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"No wonder that demon said you had a great chance, and that's really the case."

Ling Tianjian put it away, and Zhang Er sat back again.

"Ann, can your body recover?" At this moment, Zhang Er asked the doubts in his heart.

"Theoretically, yes, but not right now," Ann replied after a moment's thought.

"By the way, after you go back, try to recuperate as much as possible, and most of the loss cannot be recovered through my ability."

A long time passed, and the two seemed to have endless words, until the sun slowly rose in the early morning, and Zhang Er patted the snow on his body and stood up.

Ann also continued to sleep, after all, her current soul power was too little, and she needed a long time to recover.

And before she fell asleep, Ann's soul body was in the divine memory, saw the pull ring hanging on Zhang Er's chest, suddenly smiled, "stinky shit" and then slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.