The people in the village seemed to gradually realize the authenticity of the man in front of them, so they all cast their eyes on the body of this person, but they could clearly see that this person's face had never appeared in the minds of any of the villagers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The people who helped him pick crops in the past just wanted to strengthen the relationship between some villages and neighbors, but they didn't care too much about what this person's identity was, and now there are indeed many doubts about this person's identity.

As for the strange smoke that swallowed all the food of the villagers into black dust, it has now succeeded in arousing everyone's suspicions, and maybe everything that happened before was planned by this strange guy.

"You, who are you, quickly identify yourself, otherwise don't blame us for being rude, you must know that food is our life, and if you take it away, we will fight for it. One of the villagers said angrily.

But even so, the previous man still didn't make any moves, and he still looked terrified, as if every word floating in the mouths of the villagers would make him feel infinite fear and nervousness surging in his heart.

As the minutes passed, the strange man staggered in the direction of the villagers, and every time he took a step, a black mark that seemed to have been scorched by the flames would immediately appear.

As for the rhizomes of crops planted on the ground before, under the catalysis of strange black marks, they turned into a meal of black dust and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant, and the rest of the crop rhizomes are now following suit.

"Folks, this guy is not normal, we still have to find a way to subdue it, otherwise, let him destroy our land so unscrupulously, we will have to drink the northwest wind in the future. A villager took the lead and suggested that we should hurry up.

Seeing that their fields were following in the footsteps of the other party and gradually passing in the direction of destruction, there would be anger and unwillingness in anyone's heart, so after the villager's proposal appeared, everyone picked up the hammer in their hands in turn.

The blade on the hammer reflects the cold light of the forest under the reflection of the strange sunlight, and the intersection of the cold and the light can always make people's hearts swell with special emotions, which is a confrontational emotion that is immediately derived from a person's heart when he is ready to fight.

Without any hesitation, the matter of protecting their rights and interests has become urgent, and the villagers quickly moved towards the direction of the strange man, but at this moment, they felt a strong aura of confrontation appear in the surrounding environment.

Upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to find that the black smoke that had destroyed the villagers' food before had now come to the periphery of each of them, and it was like a formless shackle, imprisoning their mental and physical freedom.

"Just because you stinky guys still want to deal with me, don't dream, tell you, these grains must be handed over to the Demon Lord, otherwise, why can you be able to have smooth weather and food and clothing every year? If there was no Demon Lord to protect you behind your back, it is estimated that your village would have become a barren scene long ago, so I came here today to collect some food for the Demon Lord to make offerings, I didn't want you to have too many suspicions, but since you are going to fight back against me now, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, but out of mercy, I can still give you a choice, do you want food or death?" The strange man glanced at the villagers with a gloomy face, and his final words were extremely sarcastic.

In the eyes of the villagers, these grains are already a year's rations for each family, and if there is no such food, I believe that it will not be long before the villagers will starve to death because of the lack of rations.

"We want food, we want our own lives, our freedom, and it's not your turn to limit it. At this point, all the villagers waved their hammers together and attacked in the direction of the man, and the speed of these mortals was naturally sluggish.

"Hey, these self-conscious fellows can't live for these broken grains and their own lives, and in that case, I don't have any mercy anymore. The strange man's mouth gradually grinned a cold smile, and between the expansion of the smile, wisps of black smoke went directly into the soul of each villager like a chain, and in an instant, a soul of different colors that looked very similar to the villager was pulled out, and swallowed it into his mouth.

Between the teeth and chewing, the strange man can clearly feel the anger and resentment contained in everyone's heart, and of course, there is a faint reluctance, and this reluctance is mainly based on a nostalgia and nostalgia for his family.

However, for this guy who has completely lost his personality, the emotions between family members are no longer something that can be measured in words or those special charms, and there will only be interests of different sizes in his eyes.

After devouring all the souls of these villagers, this person instinctively burped, and then subconsciously glanced at the empty shell bodies in front of him that had lost their souls, and shook his head softly.

After a few breaths, a cloud of black smoke suddenly covered the person's body, and directly covered its body, making it gradually disappear into the space of the field, no one knew where his trace went, and no one knew what his identity was, and all he could know was that it was a guy who worked for the Demon Lord, and what this Demon Lord was, where he lived, was still just a mystery, and no one was willing to risk his life to find out what the real mystery of this mystery was, but when the centaur came to this so-called phantom beast beast realm, and inadvertently fell into the demon realm, he clearly understood, It turns out that the Demon Lord who has been talking about it all along, lives here.

This is also a driving force for Centaur to cultivate hard in this place, not only to use his future achievements to leave this phantom beast realm, but also to fight the guy called the Demon Lord in his lifetime, as a way to comfort his dead folks and his beloved parents. (To be continued.) )