The people in the city are either busy and dizzy for life, or they are intriguing for profit. But the people outside the city looked at the cold walls of the city and looked around blankly, and they didn't even know when the sky was and where the earth was.

Isn't this exactly the case with the nervous Zong Zhengxuan and the cold road where life and death are unknown?

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This is a world full of life, in which rivers are flowing endlessly, mountains and ravines are crisscrossed, plains are vast, forests are green like shadows, and the sun hangs high above the nine heavens, which sets off this rare purity to the extreme.

A nameless corner of the vast world, this seems to be a relatively dense village, some of the houses are made of thatched wooden piles, others are made of irregular stones, and it looks simple and quaint.

But recently, the village seems to be a lot more lively.

Under the clear sky, a high slope in the center of the village was full of villagers, whose faces were slightly different from those of the humans in the actual Source Domain, their arms were longer and thicker than those of the Source Domain, and the frontal bones and cheekbones of these creatures were higher and wider.

I saw that there were about 100 villagers here with stone cones in their hands, some with sharp wooden thorns, and these people were all looking at the two people in the center of the slope with hopeful eyes.

The two are an old man and a woman.

Compared with the other villagers' wide leaves or soft grass, the old man with a bone staff in his hand and a waist is extremely luxurious, and it is a tiger skin that reflects golden light.

The tearful woman beside the old man looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and the strange thing was that compared to the thick eyebrows and thick cold hair of the others, the woman's skin was delicate and jade-white, and her bones were delicate, and she was no different from the people of the Reality Source Domain.

The woman's appearance is naturally not as good as the famous Yanjia Fu Yan'er in the Source Domain, but it is more intelligent than those delicate women with beautiful eyebrows and red lips. Fifteen or sixteen years old have such lovely energy, and when they bloom in the future, they will definitely be a beauty that makes people feel unaware.

However, in this village, this woman has always been an ominous figure in the eyes of the villagers.

When the woman was born, a sudden flood in the mountains destroyed their house, and as the woman grew up, they found that the woman's appearance was also incompatible with them.

Of course, the villagers began to stay away from the woman only because of speculation, and it was the priest's family that really dealt the fatal blow.

When the woman was eight years old, the priest said that she was a short-lived person, and that if she remained in their newly built village for a long time, it would surely bring trouble to them.

The Bone Staff Priest didn't know if he was catching the wind or noticing something, and every few months after that, some beast would attack their village, so much so that even the girl's parents had to put the plague out of the way. If the beasts had eaten the woman and stopped attacking their territory, it would have been a blessing in disguise.

Strangely enough, the woman has been living in exile for a year, but she has always been able to survive in a critical moment, but after the woman left, the number of attacks by the beasts in this village has increased.

A year later, the woman mustered up the courage to come back to prove that she was not ominous, but how could she have thought that she would completely become a sheep.

This tiger is not the other tiger, it is the pure white cloud above their heads, which is about the size of a human being.

A few months earlier, the cloud had suddenly descended in the night, and the radiant light had shone over the village, and the priest with the bone staff had deduced that it was a blessing from heaven that had saved their village from disaster, and that it would be sacrificed to the living.

But the village is so big, if the old, weak, sick and disabled are sacrificed, the blessings of heaven will inevitably feel that their hearts are insincere and will not shelter them.

But young and middle-aged men and women are even more precious, they are the backbone of dealing with torrents and beasts, and one less can lose a piece of safety. Children are possible, but if you really want to bring anyone's children to the priests, no one wants to.

Fortunately, this cloud did not leave, and it was considered to give the old priest a lot of buffer time, and during this time, the old man of the bone staff pondered how to make which villager was willing to sacrifice his child.

No, the woman came back by coincidence.

The woman's return from not dying outside made the priest and the hundred villagers believe that she was an ominous body, and this time she came back to save her fate.

Among them, the woman's parents were the most courteous, and escorted the woman to the priest's door overnight.

"Wa'er, today's matter is a matter of the well-being of our village, if you cry, won't you make the blessing of heaven feel that the people of my village are not sincere?"

Turning his head and glancing at the woman with tears in her eyes, the old man immediately paused for a bone cane, and the hundred villagers on the hillside were also worried and dissatisfied.

Worry is naturally the fear that the blessing on the top of the head will leave because of this matter, and the dissatisfaction is that he thinks why this Wa'er doesn't know the current affairs until now.

It's okay if you don't know the current affairs, but don't bother them!

"Let's do it."

When the priest's words fell, Wa'er, who was covered with soft grass on her body, glanced at the sharp bone spurs hanging not far from her feet, and when she closed her eyes, two tears slipped down her face silently.

When the flash flood broke out, her parents threw her into the muddy water, the neighbor's lamb was taken away by wolves at night, the neighbor pointed at her nose and cursed, and the wild beasts came and the people of the village drove her out.

She lived fifteen years, but she also suffered fifteen years. She didn't know why she was able to pass by death again and again, but now... She really didn't want to bear the pressure anymore.

If death could really save the village, then her soul would be able to know that her death was a good thing when she wandered the heavens and the earth.

She didn't expect the villagers to miss her for anything, and if she could remove the rumor of the ominous body from her, it would be the ultimate desire.

"I'm blessed, Wa'er and my village sincerely beg you to come, and please bless me for tears!"

Unexpectedly, Wa'er finally burst into tears, and the old priest with a bone staff knelt down tremblingly in front of Bai Xia who was more than ten feet in the sky. After the old priest knelt down, the villagers clenched the weapons in their hands with indignation, glared at Wa'er angrily, and then followed the priest to kneel, and at the same time, there were bursts of deferential voices to Bai Xia in their mouths.

The noise spread, and the blank glow on the upper part seemed to be disturbed, and suddenly wisps of haze flowed.

Rustle, rustle,

After a dozen breaths, the old priest and the villagers stood up, only to see the old priest pacing in front of Wa'er, taking out the bone spurs inserted in the soil, and first wiping the tiger skin on his body.

"Sacrifice kneeling,"

The old priest closed the old man's eyes, raised the bone spurs in his hand, and sighed faintly when he saw Nawa'er, and then half-knelt on the ground and lowered his forehead.

"Please bless my village with the blessing of God."

After the old voice of the bone staff priest fell, he didn't know what to say. But just as the priest was chattering, these villagers suddenly noticed that the white glow above their heads was gradually floating and dispersing, which meant that there was really a blessing in heaven.

shout

On the hillside, Nu Wa'er's state of mind was as calm as water and ready to accept fate, but when the bone spur in the old priest's hand was raised to the sky, the gray and yellow bone spur shot into the air strangely, and then disappeared in the shallow clouds.

A scene appeared, and the priests and hundreds of villagers who reacted opened their eyes in horror and then hurriedly knelt down.

"Heavenly blessing calms the anger, we can wipe away Wa'er's tears before making sacrifices. ”

Unexpectedly, the blessing they had been waiting for for months would change at this time, and these guys all put their resentment on Wa'er.

If Wa'er hadn't cried before, how could there be such a thing now.

"Ahem,"

I didn't know that the old priest's words fell, only to hear a hoarse dry cough suddenly come from the top of my head. When everyone looked up cautiously, the people they saw made their eyelids jump, and the two trembled.

This is a man about twenty-four or five years old, the man's eyes are sharp, and the sharp edges and corners of his handsome face exude an extreme perseverance.

The man was dressed in an energy white robe, and behind the white robe was a jet-black hilt bound with black and white horses.

With such a appearance, who else could there be other than the cold path who was swept away by the mysterious pillar of light in the primeval reincarnation world?

After Leng Dao's cough fell, his six-foot body stood up, scratching his back with that bone when he descended from the sky, but now it is not difficult to understand why these villagers look at Leng Dao as if they are ghosts.

Judging by his appearance, Leng Dao seems to be from the same world as this Wa'er, but this Wa'er is an ominous body in their eyes. The arrival of a Wa'er has already made them suffer a lot, and now the appearance of the cold channel should be a blessing or a curse!

The silent and oppressive breath flowed around everyone on the hillside and in the middle of the slope, and it was not surprising that the cold channel that had awakened was not surprised.

After this young Heavenly Daoist looked at the faces that dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, those deep eyes looked around again.

Not far away is a dense forest, beyond the forest there are dozens of simple shelters that seem to be inhabitable, and in front of these simple dwellings is a yellow dirt field with grass green removed, and there are many hares and wolf carcasses in the field.

If the primeval world of reincarnation is an eternal desolation, then the first feeling given to him by this place is primitive.

"What era is it?"

Looking at the villagers who covered their bodies with simple things, Leng Dao frowned and asked after helping Wa'er on his side casually, and after the words, Leng Dao threw aside the useless bone spurs in his hand.

Click,

Unexpectedly, just as Leng Dao's words fell, the old priest who stood up behind him actually straightened the bone staff in his hand and smashed it on the back of Leng Dao's head. Don't look at this old man's age, but his strength is not small, and the bone staff carries the sound of whirring wind when it cuts through the air.

However, when this Wa'er had just reminded him to be careful, the position of the priest's bone staff half a meter away from Leng Dao's head suddenly cracked. Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and Leng Dao turned his head to look at the trembling old man with interest.

It's just that he was bullied by the Lord of the Burning Sky and the woman who was in Heli Tilting, so he wouldn't wake up again and be knocked on the bone by an old man.

"What era is this? the end of the primeval period, the ancient period, the ancient age?"

Unwilling to do anything to these helpless villagers, Leng Dao casually lifted the old priest and Wa'er on his side and put them back into the crowd. can think of the scene he perceived before, Leng Dao's eyes flashed, and he took Wa'er back to him again.

He could see that these guys had murderous intent towards this Wa'er.

"Who are you, and what is your relationship with Wa'er?"

Halfway down the slope, the priest and a hundred villagers hurried down, only to see the old man in tiger skin standing in front of the crowd and shouting and questioning.

"What's the relationship?"

Leng Dao raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and looked at Wa'er seriously, and was also a little surprised by the woman's appearance.

"You're a villager here, too?"

"Well, they're my parents. ”

Leng Dao asked, and Wa'er was busy pointing to a pair of villagers standing at the edge of the dirt field.

"We can't give birth to such freaks. ”

When Wa'er's words fell, the couple with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks should have spoken in unison, and their tones were so skillful, it seemed that they had said this sentence to others before.

"I really can't give birth!"

After these two people spoke, Leng Dao, who was looking back and forth on Wa'er and the parents, rubbed his chin and smiled.

The two of them looked extremely ugly, but on the other hand, this Wa'er was not inferior to the girl he met in the Blue Blood Dynasty at the beginning.

It can be born, and I'm afraid there are some sayings in it.

"This old man knows the most in this village?"

After a dumb laugh, Leng Dao, who was eager to solve his doubts, pointed to the tiger-skinned old man, and then asked Xiang Wa'er.

"I know everything he knows."

Wa'er glared at the old priest and muttered after a moment.

"But I know, he doesn't necessarily understand. ”