Zeng Hao endured the expression on his face, pretended to smile, and walked towards the small village.

"Uncle, who are you?" Several young children saw Zeng Hao walking towards him with a smile, and the other children all ran away like ghosts, except for a little boy about four or five years old who was still standing in place and asked in his tender voice.

When Zeng Hao saw this child for the first time, he couldn't help but be stunned, he seemed to have seen this child there, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zeng Hao didn't pay much attention to this, but strengthened his vigilance.

"Uncle is from the other side of the desert, little friend, have you all been living here?" Zeng Hao said with a smile, but he was wary of everything in his heart, including the child in front of him.

"Yes, uncle, we've all lived here, uncle, where is the desert?" The kid answered Zeng Hao's question very obediently and then asked a rhetorical question.

"This is the desert." Zeng Hao frowned slightly, and replied, and became very puzzled in his heart.

Originally, he thought that these people should not live here, but he didn't think that mortals could really live here.

"No, we call it a local tyrant here, not a desert." The child said a little inexplicably.

However, his innocent expression became like the most terrifying weapon in Zeng Hao's eyes.

It's no wonder that Zeng Hao thinks so, in his opinion, this small village must be unusual, as long as they have any changes, Zeng Hao will directly destroy it.

However, such an innocent and cute child, Zeng Hao really couldn't do it.

No matter how decisive he is, there are still moments of softness in the face of a child.

But Zeng Hao also knew that the enemy on the other side, being soft was equivalent to suicide, and he had to strike first.

"Ah Niu, what are you doing?" A woman's voice came into Zeng Hao's ears, making Zeng Hao feel shocked.

Maybe in this world, only he still knows, or remembers, his nickname is Ah Niu.

Back then, his mother also called him, and after hearing this woman's voice, Zeng Hao thought that his mother was calling him.

When Zeng Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the source of the voice, he couldn't help but have a murderous look in his eyes.

He couldn't have been more familiar with the man he had been before, it was his mother, who was a little younger than when he left.

However, when Zeng Hao lowered his head again and looked at the child in front of him, his eyes became complicated.

From the first time he saw this child, he thought it was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but now he remembered that he was exactly what he looked like when he was four or five years old.

And the reason why Zeng Hao showed murderous intentions was because he still had a trace of clarity in his heart, he knew how long his mother had been dead, and he was afraid that the white bones had begun to melt away.

In this way, he was instantly sure that this place was just an illusion, and he was indeed in the illusion array.

"Hehe, look at Mr. because he should be from out of town, there have been no outsiders in our Tuhao Village for a long time." Zeng Hao's mother came to Zeng Hao's side when he was a child, and said doting on little Zeng Hao's head.

"Yes, I didn't think of anything, Tuhao Village was the small mountain village where I lived back then, and later because I increased my money, the village became rich, so it was renamed Zengjiagou." Zeng Hao's eyes lit up and said as if talking to himself.

"What are you talking about, sir? Are you also from our local tyrant village? Zeng Hao's mother said unconsciously.

However, at this time, Zeng Hao's brows were furrowed, and he had already lost his proportions.

Faced with such a scene, he was a little unsure of what to do, and he didn't know how to deal with it, this was also the first time since Zeng Hao stepped on the cultivation realm.

"Are you doing well?" The murderous intent in Zeng Hao's eyes slowly disappeared, and he said with a light sigh.

Facing his family, the family affection that he had already buried in the depths of his heart burned again.

He is a human being, and he is born as a mortal, he can't kill his family, even if he knows that if he wants to break the formation, he must kill everyone in front of him.

However, he just can't do this, maybe this is also the sorrow of mortal cultivators, who are destined to have their own families.

"Hehe, Mr. Lao is worried, my two elders are very good, can Mr. want to sit in my house?" Zeng Hao's mother invited.

"Alas, no, thank you, there's something to do next." Zeng Hao's eyes gradually moistened, he hugged his fists, his figure flashed, and he left this place directly.

"Ah Niu, go back and tell the people in the village that a god has come here just now." Zeng Hao's mother saw that Zeng Hao disappeared in a flash, and immediately knelt down and said to the little Zeng Hao beside her.

However, all of this was in Zeng Hao's eyes a few miles away, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

He knew that he was in a catastrophe today, and the demons of this family affection were planted by himself.

And if you want to erase this family demon in your heart, the only way is to kill the small village in front of you.

It's a pity that Zeng Hao can't do this, he can't bear it, mortals are not monks, they attach great importance to love words, and they will never do anything to kill their relatives.

Although Zeng Hao seems to be ruthless, this is only for the enemy, and for his relatives, he is more indecisive.

Zeng Hao did not leave here, but sat cross-legged a few miles away, quietly looking at the small village in front of him, and using his spiritual sense to observe everything inside.

Watching himself play with his sister every day, and looking at his father's smoking stick, I am already very satisfied.

Unconsciously, months have passed, and Zeng Hao has no idea that he has been buried deep in the dust.

He didn't know anything about the outside world, and he was no longer in the mood to ask, but quietly watched the life of Zeng Hao's family.

However, what puzzled Zeng Hao was that in the past few days, he had not seen half a spirit beast come here at all.

Along the way, those spirit beasts seemed to have killed themselves, and none of them existed.

Seeing that his family was safe, Zeng Hao climbed out of the dust from the new, his eyes flashed, and he was about to leave here.

However, at this time, he couldn't help frowning, and his expression became serious.

In the midst of its spiritual sense, a spirit beast appeared, which was flying towards the small village, and the speed was extremely fast.

This is a sand beast, a sixth-order spirit beast, in Zeng Hao's eyes, he can kill him in an instant, but their target is not themselves, but their family.

Of course, Zeng Hao knew very well that it was not his family, it was just an illusion, but he couldn't clear it out of the illusion.

Watching the sand beast go straight to Tuhao Village, Zeng Hao had + passion and didn't know what was wrong, and he didn't know if he should come forward to help.

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