[141] Singda's memories

Wang Man rescued the Duke of Heavenly Wolf, smashed the blood camp alone, and returned safely.

On the Giant Peak, the morale of thousands of werewolves has soared, and they are extremely proud.

Duke Skywolf looked uneasy, this time Mikirol would definitely report the situation to the old guys in the Bloody Night Castle.

Wang Man's first victory, his heart was arrogant, and he raised his arms and shouted with the clansmen, and the Duke of Sky Wolf expected that he might not be able to listen to Wang Man's reaction at this time, and in desperation, he quietly left the noisy and festive occasion to talk to Warwick.

The blood clan is arrogant, and a hundred will definitely not give up.

In the Earl's Cave, Warwick was waiting for the arrival of the Duke of the Sky Wolf with joy and sorrow, and the cave was carefully cared for, and the related idlers were also retreated by Warwick.

"The Duke is coming, and I have been welcoming you for a long time. ”

"Haha, you really deserve to be Warwick who can fight well, it seems that you already knew that the old man would come. ”

"Don't dare, I just think that the Duke is a person who likes to be quiet, and the hustle and bustle outside, the Duke's palace will definitely be festive; ”

Duke Skywolf smiled with relief, his finger focused, and everything showed his deep trust in Warwick in silence.

The Earl of the Wolf Clan had a long conversation with the Duke of the First Generation, and the two began to make a great contribution to the defense of the two clans in the long night confrontation.

It was already late at the end of the celebration party in the Qianzhu Cave, and Wang Man's nerves that had been tense for a day were also properly relaxed.

"Bapu, go and call Singda, I have something to ask him. "Wang Man said that he would go into the palace; Arenas's great revenge will not be avenged, and he will not be able to feel at ease in his life; he knows a thing or two about the general matter, and the potential enemy also has an accurate judgment; but these are not enough, far from enough.

When Singhda came, he still looked confused, and he felt that he had come to a beast's nest that did not belong to the human race, if it weren't for the fact that he often heard the name of his eldest brother Wang Man in the mouths of the elders of Arenas, Singeda would have been scared silly.

Even so, Singeda has shown extraordinary endurance, and if you think about it, Singhda is only four and a half years old, which is a child.

"Brother Emperor, are you looking for me?" Singeda's immature voice was very asymmetrical with his cold and windy face, perhaps because he had not yet adapted to the Giant Peak.

Wang Man smiled and beckoned: "Singda, come quickly." ”

At the first meeting, Singda was no longer afraid of Wang Man, in his heart, Wang Man was a hero with profound ability.

"Here, this is the wild fruit I picked down the mountain, and I washed it. Wang Man pinched the tip of Singda's nose and sent the red wild fruit to Singada's mouth, when he saw Singda, Wang Man's mood was pure, because he seemed to see his former self.

Xin Geda was very polite, took out the fruit and held it in his hand, and stood quietly in front of Wang Man.

Children who have also lost their mothers are sad, but Xingeda is okay, he also has a father, thinking of this, Wang Man's heart is like an ant scurrying.

"Singda, do you want to avenge your mother?"

The atmosphere in the cave was cold all of a sudden, Singda's little hands trembled, and there was a fierce light in his childish eyes: "I want to." ”

Wang Man sighed lightly, the pressure of carrying hatred on a child since childhood was too heavy, but is there any other way to do this?

"Singda, do you know this?" Wang Man's palm lit up, and the fragment of armor appeared in his palm.

Although mutilated and faded, Singhda immediately named the owner of this armor: "This is the breastplate of Brother Aize, the patron saint of Arenas. ”

Hearing the word patron saint, Wang Man was extremely emotional, and asked: "I can't imagine it, boy, even you know Brother Aize, so do you know Grandpa Rodman?"

"I know that my brother is talking about the ** teacher, the old man who brought light to the village. ”

"That's right, they are the great benefactors of Arenas, and they helped us a lot before you were even born, and all the villagers of Arenas owe them a favor. ”

Singda's face gradually turned rosy, and he hurriedly said, "And Grandmother Sora, Grandmother Ji, they are the best for me." ”

Wang Man's heart is like a knife.

"Singda, we are all people who know how to repay the kindness, then you tell your brother about what happened that day. ”

Speaking of the day Arenas was massacred, little Singada's face changed dramatically, and his whole body trembled. Wang Man grabbed Xingda's arm and said softly: "Child, don't be afraid, with my brother here, no one dares to frame you." ”

I said. Singhda bit her lip and nodded effortfully.

"On that day, the residents of the village all went up to the mountains to hunt, and I heard Grandmother Ji tell Grandma Sola that it was for the climax of returning home soon, brother, are you learning spells with Sister Ash in the Tianshan Mountains?" said this, Singda asked curiously, his eyes revealing a longing for the magician.

The Tianshan Mountain, on the edge of the Land of Judgment, is a very attractive place, precisely because the Lingshan War Academy is a gathering place for the children of the nobility, and all the children of many poor families will not be able to set foot on the road to the Lingshan in their lifetime;

What a mockery this is, the academy with rampant materialism and fighting for money can't escape the fate of vulgarity, but it can still form a huge luxury in a child's heart; Wang Man wants to tell Singda that Tianshan is not good, but he can't bear it; nodding silently: "That's right, Sister Ash and I are both studying art in Tianshan." ”

Singda happily took over the conversation: "That is, the elder brother and sister are about to finish their studies, and the two grandmothers and the people in the village are scrambling to make delicious food." ”

Wang Man felt extremely sad, and the tear ducts came out of his eyes without any fight; crying in front of the child Singeda hurt a lot; Wang Man said softly: "Singda, if you don't say these things, I know it, I know all of you, but what we want to talk about now is those enemies." ”

"Hmm. Singda wanted to speak and stopped, Wang Man couldn't bear to ask. I only heard Singerda say: "Brother, but if you want to say that the enemy is inseparable from the affairs of the village." ”

Wang Man subconsciously touched the tip of his nose: "Okay, you go on." ”

"That's right, the villagers went hunting in the mountains, and Grandma Ji asked me to go to the Houshan River to fish. Fishing has always been my forte, and I've never gotten lost since Grandpa Rodman built a lot of crystal ball buoys along the river. ”

"Getting to the point. Wang Man reminded helplessly.

"Well, the water was very dark that day, and it took me a lot of effort to catch a long-tailed ink, and suddenly the tower outside the village lost its light. Then I heard an explosion from inside the village, and I hurried back. ”

Wang Man listened to Singda's narration, and also roughly understood most of the situation, the light of the village tower that Singda said was the crystal magic energy ball that Rodman used to defend against the blue wolf back then, and at that time, the energy of the two towers could rotate with each other to irradiate the dense forest outside the village, in the past four years, with the soaring strength of Rodman, it is conceivable that the defensive energy field of the tower will not be too weak;

"Singda, when you went back, did you see the enemy?" Wang Man asked calmly, reminding from time to time: "Singda, I want to be more careful and tell me what you saw at that time." ”

"The enemy, I saw, they all wore black robes with hats. ”

"How many of them are there?" Wang Man was taken aback, the increase in the number of enemies made his anger even stronger, to deal with one Arenas, theoretically one Spirit King is enough, if there are many, it can only show that the enemy's goal is not just to destroy Arenas, there must be some conspiracy.

"It's three, no, it's four, they're all veiled so black that I can't see their true faces, and I'm hiding in the grass outside the village, not daring to breathe, let alone shivering. Singheda is now in a state of apprehension.

Four strong men, so many powerful masters came out at once, and they are very targeted, and in the entire Arenas village, I am afraid that the only ones who can attract the hatred of the strong people in the outside world are Ai Ze and Rodman.

"Singeda, have you heard anything from those four people, or what actions have they done that make you memorable?" Wang Man asked meticulously, trying to find a breakthrough in the complicated situation.

Singda thought for a long time and shook his head.

"Alright, Singda, go back and rest. Wang Man leaned back in his seat, relaxed, and four gloomy and unfamiliar faces of the Spirit King seemed to appear in his mind.

Singda answered, turned to walk, and suddenly turned around and shouted: "Brother, I remember that someone injected a red thing into the chest of Big Brother Aize. ”

Sudden message, Wang Man seemed to have found the gap, flipped his hand into the air, purple light appeared in the palm of his hand, the expansion of the fighting spirit infinitely enlarged the armor fragments in the palm, and the fragments became the object of wanton ravaging in his hands, Wang Man's spiritual power deeply analyzed the life attributes of Aize in the fragments, and with the enlargement of the fragments, the original tiny five-star imprint in the fragment energy veins also became visible to the naked eye.

Seeing the magical scene, Singda's eyes widened, looking at the fragment of Nuo Da suspended in Wang Man's hand in front of him, just like the light of life of Ai Ze's big brother burning endlessly, and the scarlet mark inside strongly stimulated his young mind.

Wang Man didn't dare to take it lightly, and his expression suddenly became serious, making people look at his scalp numb.

"Singda, look closely, is this the red stuff that those people injected into Azer?"

Singheda scratched her forehead, her eyes fixed on the wicked, gravitational sigil, and nodded heavily.

Call...... Wang Man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the burden on his body was a lot easier.

"Good Singeda, go back and rest, my brother will teach you to become a powerful warrior like Brother Aize. Wang Man wiped Singada's messy, mottled hair.

Singda's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Hey, little brat, as long as you're obedient, of course it's true. ”

Singheda cheered and left the cave in loud celebration.

"Young child, a short surprise can forget a long hatred!" Wang Man looked at the back of the child bouncing away, laughing at himself, lying on the seat and closing his eyes.