Heaven-law Supreme System

Chu Xuan was already hurt, but now he was angry and bloody, and he spouted two mouthfuls of blood, but he couldn't hold back and fell straight in front of him.

Slap...

There was a pouring rain in the sky, as if to wash away all the sins in this world.

Sun Wukong placed Chu Xuan in a dilapidated temple in the village, and then one person buried all the corpses in the village. Now there are 289 new tombs in which the kind, enthusiastic and honest villagers of Baitou Village are buried.

When Sun Wukong handled the corpse, he also checked it and found that all these villagers had been taken blood, and then some were burned alive or slapped to death.

Fortunately, the whole bodies of these villagers were burned to death. Those corpses that were shot to death were fragmented and many were incomplete.

Monkey King even discovered that these villagers seemed to be stunned. There was a small altar not far from Dakeng with traces of refining souls.

In the early morning of the second day, the heavy rain that had lasted the whole night finally stopped, the rain dispersed and the clouds cleared, and the morning sun broke through the dark clouds that had not yet completely dispersed, and cast a beam of warm sun and golden light on the blue sky, like a wash of emerald green. Mountain forest.

The springs that flowed past the ruins of the temple were ding-dong, and the birds that had been silent for a few days came out to move and stretch their bodies.

"Ahem..." Chu Xuan coughed twice and murmured dryly in his mouth, "Water...water..."

Sun Wukong, who had been waiting by the side, had heavy eyelids and was lethargic. He was happy when he heard Chu Xuan want to drink water. He quickly got up and found a cup of warm tea from the wooden table on the side. He carefully picked up the spoon and fed it to him. Chu Xuan.

"Master, are you okay? Drink water and quickly wake up! The blood and blood of Yuzu Yumai is still waiting for you to repay." Monkey King whispered while feeding Chu Xuan tea.

"Ah..." Chu Xuan struggling to open his eyes, his mind was dizzy, a huge pain came, and he couldn't help yelling, but his voice was still weak.

After waking up, Chu Xuan's mind went blank. He rolled his eyes in confusion and looked around and saw the empty ruined temple.

"Wukong, are you all right?" Chu Xuan couldn't remember what happened before the coma. Seeing Sun Wukong's red eyes, messy hair, and haggard face, he quickly asked with concern.

Seeing Chu Xuan wake up, Sun Wukong finally let go of his hanging heart, and smiled joyfully: "Tui'er waits for nothing, just worrying about Master's comfort."

But Chu Xuan was very touched by Sun Wukong's understatement. He knew that it must have been during his drowsiness. Everyone worried that he had been waiting and would be so haggard without a good rest.

"Thank you." Chu Xuan showed his true feelings, and a thousand words were condensed into three short words, and Monkey King could feel Chu Xuan's gratitude and touch from it.

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said: "You and my master and apprentice don't need to say thank you, Master, just wake up."

Chu Xuan noticed that there were a few shadowy figures behind Sun Wukong. He glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and asked, "Wukong, who are these people?"

"Master, they are the people who survived the village and survived." Monkey King didn't hide it and told the truth.

After some inquiries, Chu Xuan knew the names of several people, and also knew that they were Wuzu Yumai.

Coupled with the power of perceiving blood, there is indeed a trace of Wu Ancestor blood in their bodies.