"Good!" Li Shengshi's eyes fluttered, with tears in his eyes, and he choked up.

"Well, Ling'er wants to eat it too!" The little milk turtle came out and said happily: "Ling'er wants to eat a lot, and she wants to eat what her father made with her own hands!" ”

"You snack!" Wang Zijia scratched her white jade head with a doting finger.

"Yes, they're all about to get fat!"

"You're fat, stinky brother is a big fat pig!"

"Little Pig Turtle! Fatty! ”

"Dad, you see my stinky brother bullying me!"

"Haha······"

By the clear stream, the sun is just right in the afternoon, and the family of three laughs and laughs, just like ordinary people, grilling meat, laughing and eating, full of warmth!

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The noisy half afternoon left an unforgettable picnic time.

In the past three months, Wang Zijia has almost changed flowers to give joy to the two babies, and all kinds of routines and games in his previous life have been used.

Now the two babies' attachment to Wang Zijia has surpassed the level of the old father.

After eating, Wang Zijia watched with a bright smile on his face as a baby and a turtle played wildly with each other.

Towards evening, Wang Zijia lay on his back on the top of the tree, his hands resting behind his head, one leg stretched flat, the other bent, and pressed a tree tip into a crescent moon.

Wandering around, looking at the sunset, it is rare to be leisurely.

"Dad, Dad, come and see, stinky brother picked up a person."

At this time, playing by the stream in the distance, the little milk turtle, which had been playing up the river and had been playing far away, suddenly shouted.

Wang Zijia's figure disappeared in place in an instant, leaving only a swaying tree tip that kept swinging.

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In the next moment, Wang Zijia came to the upper reaches of the stream.

I saw that Li Shengshi was sitting by the stream at the moment, and there was a young man lying on the ground next to him.

It seemed that he had just been fished out of the river, and the little milk turtle was suspended on the side, looking at it with curiosity on his face.

Since March, it has not been afraid of people.

However, he is still wary of strangers. Obviously, the power of prenatal education is not small.

Wang Zijia came to him, only to find that lying on the ground was a swarthy young man, dressed in coarse linen, who looked like a medicine farmer collecting medicine in the mountains.

It should be that when collecting medicine, I accidentally fell off a cliff, but fortunately I fell into the river or pool upstream, so there was no burp.

When Li Shengshi saw Wang Zijia coming, he moved out of the way.

Wang Zijia squatted in front of him, reached out and gently tapped it twice on his chest.

"Ahem!" When the mana fluctuated slightly, the swarthy and sturdy peasant young man who faked his death suddenly coughed.

The corners of his mouth overflowed with some cloudy water stains, and he slowly sobered up.

"Ah, I'm still alive!" The little milk turtle exclaimed.

The swarthy and sturdy young man looked up blankly, and his consciousness gradually returned.

In front of him, he was an immortal with a dusty temperament, a beautiful little green jade turtle who could talk, floated in the air, and looked at him curiously, and a teenager.

He looked stunned again, and immediately came back to his senses, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of a few immortals!" ”

Wang Zijia glanced at the other party indifferently, ignored it, turned around and returned to the treetops before to rest.

"Where do you live, is it a nearby medicine farmer? Do you want us to send you back? "Li Shengshi has experienced the disaster relief work in March, and he is already very familiar with these things.

The swarthy young man's originally frightened expression darkened, and he said sadly: "If you go back to Shangxian, the small one comes from the stream village about ten miles ahead, and now the village has been destroyed. The village was hit by a disaster before, and the small one happened to go out to collect medicine before and was spared. ”

"Now the village does not dare to go back, take refuge in the mountains, today is too hungry, want to go up the cliff to step on some mountain fruits, but the result is too hungry, accidentally stumbled, fell into the pool. Thank you little fairy for saving your life. ”

Between words, he thanked Li Shengshi again.

Li Shengshi was silent for a moment before he said, "What's your name, do you want us to send you to the nearest city, I should be able to find you a place to settle down." ”

"If you go back to Shangxian, the little one is called Nong Shaoyong, and the little one doesn't know what to do now." The swarthy young man said blankly.

He looked swarthy and athletic, but he was not very old, fifteen years old.

"Brush!"

The two who were talking to each other paused, only to see the departing Wang Zijia, who didn't know when he flashed to his side again, looked at the swarthy young man, and asked, "What did you say your name was?" ”

"If you return to the immortal chief, the little one is called Nong Shaoyong!" The swarthy young man replied cautiously.

When Wang Zijia heard this, the pupils of his eyes glowed with golden aura, and he looked at Nong Shaoyong.

'It really has a spiritual root, and it's the limit of the highest grade, close to the level of the best. ’

So the last of the five giants of the founding of Changbao: Liwang Nong Shaoyong, has it finally arrived?

The refugees have been in disaster relief for three months, deliberately searching, but they have not found a qualified target, and their feelings are waiting here!

How can there be a sense of déjà vu that Tang Sheng's team has been raised?

Does that mean I'm about to go back to the West?

The adoptive father sacrifices to the sky, and the mana is boundless?

Wang Zijia looked at the swarthy and sturdy young man in front of him, and his thoughts were a little divergent.

"Brother Jiu, is there any problem?" Li Shengshi saw Wang Zijia looking at Nong Shaoyong for a while, and asked as he was.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "There is no problem, but I suddenly found that this baby has spiritual roots, and her talent is extremely amazing." ”

Between words, he looked at Nong Shaoyong and said, "Since you have nowhere to go, are you willing to practice with this seat?" ”

Nong Shaoyong was stunned, and immediately kowtowed to Wang Zijia and said, "Meet the immortals!" ”

Li Shengshi glanced at Wang Zijia puzzled, in the past few months, they have received a lot of people, but they really haven't seen anyone so attentive.

Wang Zijia nodded with a smile on his face and said, "You said that your village was hit by a disaster?" Do you know what kind of scourge it is? ”

"If you return to the immortals, the little ones are not clear. The little one went out to collect medicine, and faintly heard the cry of the village in the mountains, and then climbed to the top of the cliff to look at the village, and found that it had become a ruin, and the little one did not dare to go back! ”

As Nong Shaoyong spoke, he seemed to think of something terrifying, and his body trembled a little and replied.

"You're alert!" It's right to think about it, in this troubled world, it is difficult for those who are not clever to survive, "Go, take me to the village to have a look." ”

After that, Wang Zijia had already rolled up a few babies and flew into the sky.

Nong Shaoyong suddenly came to the sky, his face turned pale with fright, and his legs trembled.

But he still managed to keep his composure, much better than most.

He felt Wang Zijia's inquiring gaze and immediately pointed in a direction.

Wang Zijia turned into rainbow light and fled in that direction like lightning.

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After a few breaths, the ruined village appeared in front of me. The whole ruins looked like they had been ravaged by something.

In the setting sun, among the ruins, there are still several skeletons moving.

Looking at the skeleton, Nong Shaoyong instinctively trembled twice.

Obviously, it was after discovering these things that he was even more afraid to return to the village.

Wang Zijia showed a sure expression, and subconsciously looked at Nong Shaoyong.

Tens of millions of ghosts of time appear in big cities, and I don't know how many people will die.

In such a small mountain village with a population of only a dozen households as far as the eye can see, a ghost will appear and it will be destroyed.

However, this guy not only survived, but was also rescued by Li Shengshi after falling off the cliff, and was taken by himself again.

This series of adventures and identity background······ It's the man of great luck!

It's not the main character, it's pretty much it!

No wonder he became one of the Big Five of Changbao after that!

Between his thoughts, Wang Zijia's thoughts spread rapidly, and in a moment, following the traces, he took a few babies and fled towards the mountains.

As for the skeletons in the village, of course, they were destroyed by Wang Zijia with a wave of his hand.

Along the way, Wang Zijia encountered a lot of skeleton beasts, which were also destroyed by Wang Zijia.

I walked forward for a while, constantly searching for traces.

For a moment, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up. A unique perception struck, and Wang Zijia found the ghost.

Out of caution, Wang Zijia habitually sealed a few babies, and then hid his figure and fled towards the ghost.

This is a peasant man, and to Wang Zijia's surprise, he is not a skinny picture, or not all.

The man was as thin as firewood, his clothes were torn by the forest, and he became a beggar, and the whole person looked like a thousand-year-old corpse that had just crawled out of the ground.

What made Wang Zijia pay attention was that on the other party's body, dense silver cracks were all over the place, like a dried corpse ceramic that was about to be shattered.

'A ghost with special abilities? Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up slightly.

The previous mouse ghost impressed him.

Hiding his figure, he dodged behind it and wanted to decapitate it with a sword.

But as soon as he dodged behind him, the ghost noticed it, turned around sharply, and smashed the lightning claw at Wang Zijia.

The body surface shield crystallized rapidly, and what made Wang Zijia's pupils shrink was that with his dry corpse-like palm, rich spatial fluctuations struck, and Wang Zijia's crystallized shield directly cracked.

No!

It was the space in front of Wang Zijia, and cracks appeared along the power of his palm. It was as if a silver-white crack on its body had stretched out.

The whole body lit up, and Wang Zijia subconsciously retreated dozens of feet. However, the ghost appeared beside him almost at the same time, following Wang Zijia.

'Space flash?! ’

Wang Zijia's face was slightly shocked, and he instinctively used the most useful move to deal with ghosts.

'Dao Law: Heavy mountain thorns! ’

In the next moment, with Wang Zijia as the center, dozens of meters around, Qi Qi had a change in gravity, and the strong pressure made the ghost's movements stagnate for a moment.

The next moment, a strong tug came from the ground, and the spear pierced out like a spear.

"Poof!"

Two spears pierced the ghost, but the ghost did not die, and the strength of his whole body rioted, and the silver rift spread into the surrounding void.

The prince turned his hand fiercely, and a large golden seal, with a weight like a mountain, smashed down on his head.

"Bumper!"

After smashing four or five times in one breath, Wang Zijia stopped.

"Hoo ······"

The golden seal dissipated, and when he saw the silent dry corpse in the center, Wan Zi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

seemed to be a short fight, but Wang Zijia was shocked into a cold sweat.

(End of chapter)