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The bear rushed into the forest. Surrounded by branches and leaves, the sun was not so scorching, and the bear could even hear the sound of running water in the distance. His Adam's apple moved, and his mouth was so dry that even the saliva disappeared.

He gritted his teeth and continued to move eastward with amazing perseverance. After walking for an unknown period of time, he finally saw someone.

That was a brave warrior! He thought so when he saw him for the first time. He seemed to stand there defenseless, but the bear could not find any flaws. His body seemed thin, but the bear had no doubt that he could easily break his neck. Even the most vicious monsters did not have a strong bloody smell on him.

The bear lowered his body and looked at him as if he was facing a great enemy. He looked at the pointed ears of the blond warrior in doubt. Is he a monster? But he clearly felt the breath of a human being on him. The bear was completely confused.

But if it was such a warrior, he would be worthy of the title of the most powerful warrior in the witch's mouth.

"Don't worry, Cairns won't hurt you."

The bear was startled, and then he found that there was a young man with black hair and black eyes standing next to the blond warrior.

He looked about the same age as the bear, with delicate skin, thin body, weak hands and feet. The bear could knock him over with one finger. No wonder he didn't notice the young man just now. After all, compared with the fierce tiger-like blond warrior, this young man was as weak and harmless as a newborn rabbit.

The young man stood in front of the wooden house, smiling at him, with no surprise on his face, as if he had expected his arrival.

"Hello, traveler from afar."

What surprised the bear was that since the young man spoke, the fierce blond warrior had glued his eyes to the young man. The bear didn't know how to describe the young man's expression, but he felt that his eyes seemed to be glowing, and the whole person instantly changed from a fierce tiger to a puppy.

... Could it be that the child of destiny mentioned by the witch is this person?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, the bear rejected this absurd idea.

No, it won't. The Son of Destiny will be the hero who leads the human race to defeat the demon race. How could he be so weak that he could be blown down by a gust of wind?

Yes, that's right, the Son of Destiny must still be in the house! These two people must be his followers! The Son of Destiny must have known about his arrival, so he asked his followers to come and greet him.

Xiong's heart began to beat. He opened his mouth, but could only make a hoarse sound.

"You must be thirsty. Come in and drink some water." The young man looked at him sympathetically, opened the door of the wooden house, and invited him warmly.

Xiong nodded eagerly. Of course he had to go in!

As soon as he entered the house, he felt a chill all over his body, and the heat all over his body was swept away. He felt that all the hairs on his body were open and he groaned comfortably. It was still a sunny day outside, but the house was as cool as winter!

Is this some kind of magic?

"Have some water." The young man handed him a cup made of crystal clear ice stone, which was full of water.

Xiong took it quickly, but found that the cup was not as cold as ice stone, and it was not cold. Is this a cup carved from transparent crystal? ! It is so luxurious to use a crystal cup to entertain guests! Even the chief of their tribe is not so extravagant!

The cup in his hand suddenly felt heavy. He hesitated for a moment, but finally succumbed to his thirsty throat. He carefully raised the cup and drank it all. I don't know if it was his illusion, or the water in the crystal cup was really not ordinary water. After drinking it, he felt refreshed and his throat was much more comfortable.

He also had the leisure to look inside the house.

From the outside, the wooden house looked shabby, but I didn't expect that there was a different world inside! I don't know what the wall is made of, it's snow-white and delicate. The largest space in the house is occupied by some wooden shelves for storing things. They look novel, smooth, and have exquisite carvings on them. I wonder which skilled craftsman made them. What makes Xiong most curious are some colorful and square things on the bookshelf. Xiong has never seen such strange things. However, since they are carefully stored on the wooden shelves by the owner, they must be some very important things. Xiong inexplicably feels awe for those square things.

Xiong has been able to conclude that the owner here is not a human, but probably an immortal. He is in the residence of immortals, so everything here is different from the mortal world.

So their son of destiny must be an immortal, he has a strong body like him, a majestic and masculine appearance like the patriarch, and profound knowledge and mysterious power like the witch.

The young man asked him with a smile: "Dear guest from afar, where are you from?"

In the bear's heart, they have already determined that they are followers and servants of the Son of Destiny, so he said everything: "I am a bear from the Yousu tribe. I came here to find the Son of Destiny in my witch's prophecy."

The young man raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "May I ask what the Son of Destiny is?"

The bear straightened his chest and raised his head, and said loudly: "The Son of Destiny is a variable. He will be the master of mankind and the enemy of the demon clan. He will lead our clan to rise. He is the son of luck and destiny of our clan." Although he was ragged, unkempt, and skinny, the man's voice was still passionate and generous, deafening.

"So where is he?" the young man asked again.

"In the east, in the forest where the sun rises." The man looked at the young man with a sharp gaze and emphasized his tone, "I went all the way east and came here."

"...You found him, right?" Le Jing's gaze hinted at inquiry.

"Yes, yes, I think I found him!" Xiong looked at Le Jing feverishly, his chest heaving violently and said, "Please tell your master that there is a Su warrior Xiong who wants to see you!"

Le Jing was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He shook his finger at Xiong and narrowed his eyes: "I think you made a mistake."

"What?"

"No one in this world is qualified to be my master. No one can dominate me." Le Jing's eyebrows were proud, and every word was particularly loud, "I am my own master."

Xiong suddenly understood. He thought he understood what Le Jing meant.

"Sorry, I don't know your identity. Please forgive me for any offence." Xiong rubbed the back of his head and showed a simple smile, "I just want to meet the owner of this room."

In his opinion, this young man may be a relative or descendant of the child of destiny. His statement really offended him. If he was not angry, he was already in good temper.

"I am."

The bear subconsciously asked: "What?"

"I said, I am the owner of this house." Le Jing glanced at Xiong who was stunned and said a cold joke, "I can let you see my real estate certificate."

The bear finally came to his senses and yelled out of control: "This is impossible!"

Le Jing glanced at him doubtfully: "How is this impossible?"

The bear blurted out: "The child of destiny will never be someone like you!"

Le Jing shrugged, not caring about his gaffe, and asked, "Didn't your witch tell you the characteristics of the Child of Destiny before you came?"

"Of course!" Xiong repeated Wu's words accurately, and then murmured in a daze: "Maybe this is not the forest where the Child of Destiny is. Maybe there is a bigger forest further away."

Le Jing sighed, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, cruelly breaking the big man's illusion: "If your witch is talking about the master of knowledge, then I think your destiny's son is me. ”

"Are you kidding me?" The bear's eyes were almost on fire. "I can kill you with just one little finger. Who do you think you are...ahhhhhhhhhhhh." The bear lay on the ground and let out a shrill roar. With the sound, a layer of congestion quickly appeared on the already extremely fragile skin under the sun's exposure.

"Keynes." Le Jing glanced at Keynes with disapproval. A trace of depression flashed in Keynes's eyes, and he canceled his gravity suppression unhappily.

Xiong got up from the ground with lingering fear and looked at the black-haired young man who seemed to be able to control the blond warrior with surprise.

He looks weak and weak, why would such a powerful warrior surrender willingly? Is it possible that he is really the son of destiny mentioned in the prophecy?

"It's the stupidest thing to judge a person by his appearance." The young man raised the corner of his mouth with a sharp look in his eyes, "Although I can't compare to many people in terms of physical fitness, I don't need superior physical fitness."

"Because I am the one playing chess, I don't have to follow your game rules. Even if my chess pieces are not strong enough, I am still confident of winning." The young man said in a calm tone that was almost narcissistic and almost arrogant: "I use the world to win. As a chessboard, use all living beings as chess pieces.”

The bear knows what chess is. Wu often plays with the black and white pebbles on the chessboard alone. It is said that it was given to Wu by an immortal when he was a child.

Although he did not understand the rules of chess, he was shocked by the young man's words of "taking the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces." What an arrogant and sensational idea.

"Since you have chosen me as the son of destiny, I must do something." The young man said to himself, lost in thought, and then his eyes lit up, "You have the leader of the Sioux tribe, do you want to be the chairman?"

Xiong asked in a hoarse voice: "What is a chairman?"

"The chairman generally refers to the person who occupies the main seat or the host seat." The young man had an elusive and mysterious smile on his face. "You may not understand it. First, let me tell you about revolution and proletarian revolution. ”