[Discover a village and reward 10 exploration points.] 】

In the midst of the rolling mountains, a deep mountain col, the birthplace of a certain mountain spring, a village of less than 100 people is hidden in it, which is Xinghuo Village.

"What's the name. ”

At night, sitting in the open space at the head of the village under the starry sky, surrounded by a few children of four or five years old. Wang Ming asked with a smile, and casually distributed the meat in the bowl to them.

"Wang Zhuangzhuang. ”

"Zhao Fuhu. ”

"Guoguo. ”

"Zhou Yuheng. ”

......

The children stuffed the meat into their mouths and whimpered and said their names.

Some have nice names, while others are a bit rustic.

"What about your mom and dad. ”

Wang Ming stretched out his hand, held the youngest fruit in his arms, and asked again.

"I'm going to kill the monsters. ”

"Dead. ”

"I don't know. ”

The other children sat around Wang Ming and answered innocently one by one, which made Wang Ming feel sad.

During the day, Wang Ming rescued Li and the demons and followed them to Xinghuo Village. As a Xinghuo, Wang Ming is very popular, and at the same time understands the situation in this village.

As Li Killing Demon said, this village is full of sparks!

Twenty years ago, when the Loyal Nation was hit by the Beast Tide and lost a large part of its territory, Spark was born. In the past 20 years, tens of thousands of warriors have entered the border, and then they have sunk like a stone into the sea, and all the news has been completed.

Most of them died in the border wilderness, and in this year, Wang Ming has buried the remains of dozens of Xinghuo. But there are some who continue to fight.

One person's strength is too weak, especially if you are at a dangerous border. So when strange sparks meet, it is natural to unite and form a collective.

When this collective grows gradually, it becomes a village.

"Is it passed down from generation to generation. ”

Chatting with these children, Wang Ming couldn't help frowning.

This Xinghuo Village was established by the original Xinghuo more than ten years ago. Among them, there were men and women, and naturally they began to reproduce, giving birth to one child after another.

Now that these children have grown up, they have become new sparks!

Just like Li Killing the demons, although they are only fifteen or sixteen years old, as they say, they are already old Xinghuo. As for the spark symbol on their necks, they are all left over from dead sparks, mostly from their parents.

"Play by yourselves. ”

Putting Guoguo down and saying a word to the children, Wang Ming got up and walked straight to the village chief's yard.

According to Li Killing Demon, when the village chief was young, he was a master of the tenth layer of the Martial Spirit Realm! But in an operation to hunt demon beasts, he was unfortunately seriously injured, and he barely had the strength of the third layer left.

Despite this, the village people respect the village chief.

"Newcomer, you're here, sit down. ”

Seeing Wang Ming walking in, the village chief smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

The village chief is just fifty years old this year, and he entered the border when he was thirty years old. That is, at the very beginning of the formation of the border, he came in.

In fact, at that time, Zhonghuiguo had just been hit hard, and countless people had lost friends and relatives. In the midst of great suffering, many people choose to enter the border and kill monsters to take revenge!

It was also during that period that the sparks were formed naturally, and that was also the time when the sparks were at their highest.

But now, twenty years have passed, and the number of people who have survived since that time is already very rare.

"Thank you. ”

Wang Ming thanked him and sat face to face with the village chief in front of the wooden pier table in the small courtyard.

glanced at the village chief, who was obviously only fifty years old, but because of the old injury, he was as old as seventy or eighty years old.

"Are you still used to it in the village? ”

"Good. ”

"That's good. ”

The village chief nodded, and when he saw Wang Ming frowning, he couldn't help asking.

"What, something?"

"Hmm. ”

Wang Ming nodded and said directly.

"Why don't you send the children back to Chung Hui Kook. ”

As a human race, as a citizen of the Loyal Hui Country, as a martial artist of the sect, as a spark, hunting demon beasts on the border, and even paying for his life, this is understandable.

After all, it was their own choice!

But their child, who is destined to be a spark from birth, lives a precarious life, is destined to die in a certain battle, which is too cruel!

Just like today, if it weren't for Wang Ming, Li Killing Demon and a few of them would probably have died. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it is the time when they are full of vitality, and they are still children.

"When they grow up, they can choose for themselves whether to go back to the border and become a Spark. ”

Seeing that the village chief did not speak, Wang Ming continued.

"But now, they should return to Zhonghuiguo and have a stable life!"

"I smell the blood of the demon clan from you. ”

The village chief was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

"You're a demon citizen, aren't you? ”

"Yes. ”

Wang Ming didn't hide it, nodded and admitted.

"When you saved Little Beans and them, you saw them beasts. ”

didn't seem to care about the identity of Wang Ming's demon people at all, and the village chief then changed the topic, and said directly without waiting for Wang Ming to answer.

"The human race has innate shackles and can only cultivate to the third layer. We old guys are okay, before entering the border again, we all sealed the martial soul and broke through the shackle limit, but our children were not so lucky. ”

"Don't you ......?"

"You guessed right, we don't have a powerhouse in the Divine Ability Realm, and we can't seal the martial soul. ”

“......”

Wang Ming frowned, and couldn't help but be silent for a while.

Only a strong person in the Divine Power Realm can seal the martial soul, and even Wang Ming, who has a systematic body, is also subject to this restriction. What ideas can these Starfires who have wandered into the wilderness?

If you can't seal the martial soul, you can only cultivate to the third level. In this dangerous frontier, this strength is not enough to even escape!

"Fortunately, my previous village chief has researched a secret technique!"

The village chief spoke again, his face rather heavy.

"Burn the formation in the body, seal the blood of the demon beast in it, activate it to become a beast, so as to break free from the restrictions of the innate shackles!"

“......”

Hearing this, Wang Ming suddenly realized that the dark red lines on Li Killing Demon and their bodies turned out to be this kind of beast prohibition. Thinking of Li killing demons and their beastly appearance, Wang Ming frowned again, and was silent for a while.

"Although he broke the shackles, he also became a half-human, half-beast monster. ”

The village chief shook his head with a wry smile, and suddenly looked at Wang Ming.

"As a demon citizen, how are you doing in the Loyal Nation?"

Wang Ming didn't speak, his face became more and more gloomy, and he understood what the village chief meant.

As a demon citizen, Wang Ming was entangled by the Beidou Sect and was almost killed. And in the entire Zhonghui Country, there are not a few extremists like the Beidou Sect.

The demon people still have the appearance of the human race, but these children who have turned into half-beasts will definitely not be tolerated! Once they return to the country of Zhonghui, it is okay to be spurned and white-eyed, but I am afraid that they will soon be killed.

"You are great. ”

Looking at the village chief, Wang Ming said from the bottom of his heart.

As Starfire, they risked their lives in order to hunt demon beasts. In the end, he even turned into a half-beast, and even the last trace of dignity was completely abandoned, what a difficult choice!

But they get nothing in return, and even their children will repeat an even more tragic life.