Huangli Ji

The man's face was covered with frost, he looked at everyone vigilantly, then at the baby in his arms, and after pondering for a long time, he turned the baby in his arms to everyone.

At this time, an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the crowd and asked, "This strong man, see if you are not from Dingjiazhuang, right?"

The man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and at a glance, he found that the old man's cultivation was only two times the opening of the pulse, and most of the others were still in the body shaping realm. Compared to some powerful desolate beasts that were born in the Dao Source Realm, the human race was too weak. He also understood the meaning of the former's words, and the seemingly simple question was actually a tentative inquiry. The man nodded slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I was passing through here, trying to beg for food, and I heard a baby crying all the time, so I wanted to find out, but I was attacked by a wild wolf." "

The old man approached the man and glanced at the baby, his face full of pity. It was only in an instant that his face was replaced by a layer of dark clouds, and he said sadly: "My human race is weak, and the huge wasteland has no place to stand!".

In the face of powerful desolate beasts and other races, they can only survive like ants hiding in dark corners, without dignity.

The man's expression still did not change, and he looked at the old man quietly. The old man didn't want to take the baby, so the man spoke: "Why don't you go to Zhongzhou City, where there is shelter from the fire, and life is quite stable." "

The old man sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "Zhongzhou is thousands of miles away from here, and there are many dangers on the road, and it is simply not something that weak human races like me can cross. "

Listening to the old man's words, the middle-aged man's eyes set off a slight wave, and then he returned to indifference and looked at the vast starry sky. From the direction of the starry sky, he could roughly conclude that this was the westernmost part of the Western Realm, and it was not only thousands of miles away to go to Zhongzhou in the Eastern Realm, but it might never be possible for these weak Terrans to reach it.

The conversation between the old man and the middle-aged man also made everyone gradually let down their vigilance, and a thick-clothed man walked out with a big knife with a gap in his hand, and said to the middle-aged man: "This friend, you can sacrifice your life to save this child, and you must not be a bad person." I didn't feel the fluctuation of Yuan Li in your body, it's too dangerous for you to walk alone, go back with us first and then make plans!" The strong man's voice was very loud, and although his words were straightforward, they were sincere.

Listening to the strong man's words, the middle-aged man's heart trembled slightly, and he understood his current situation. Walking in the wilderness is very dangerous, and following the people in front of you is a good option. He looked around at the crowd and fell on the old man, but he did not speak.

The old man felt the inquiring gaze of the middle-aged man, seemed to understand his thoughts, and smiled slightly: "Da Zhuang is right, let's go back to the clan with us first." However, before we go back, we still have to deal with things here. "

The man was also curious about what was going on in the village, and the more he followed the old man, the more he went deeper into the village, the more intense the bloody aura became. The roadside houses were also damaged to varying degrees, as if they had been damaged in the battle, and the Zhuangzi was not very large, and after a while, everyone came to an open square in the center. The scene in front of him stunned the middle-aged man, his pupils shrank, the strong bloody breath made people sick, a cold breath invaded his skin, and his hairs were about to stand upside down.

Blood stained the land in front of him, and there were corpses everywhere, and there were a hundred and ten people, which should be all the people in the village. None of the bodies were intact, men, women and children were spared, and all had their hearts removed. The air around them froze, no one spoke, and their faces were filled with desperate sadness.

The hearts of these people have been taken away to practice the Transformation Dandan, although the middle-aged man has seen the world and has extraordinary determination, but at this moment, his expression is also slightly moved, and he hugged the baby in his arms tightly, this child is the only survivor in the village.

The old man wiped his reddish eyes, took a deep breath, his cloudy eyes reflected indignation, and said hatefully: "It was Liulifeng again, and Dingjiazhuang couldn't get the property they asked for, so it was a catastrophe to destroy the village." I brought people here to support them, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late. His words were full of desolation and helplessness, the Terrans were too weak.

"Liulifeng, these godsends, this blood debt must be recovered. Da Zhuang was angry and excited, and the big knife in his hand clanged.

"Kill Liuli Peak!".

The pent-up anger in the crowd broke out at this moment, and everyone roared to vent the grief and anger in their hearts, and many people raised their weapons and turned around and walked out, obviously going to Liulifeng desperately.

The old man suddenly let out a horizontal roar, "All back!" The expression on his face became extremely cold, and his cloudy eyes exuded a sharp luster.

Everyone stopped and gathered in front of the old man, many women lowered their heads and sobbed softly, and the men clutched the weapons in their hands tightly, an impulse to break the weapons to calm the anger in their hearts, which also showed that the old man's prestige among the crowd was not ordinary.

The old man looked around at everyone, his eyes became cloudy again, he sighed heavily, and said tremblingly: "Calm down, everyone, I can understand your feelings, but our weakness makes us have to endure it." After saying that, he turned to look at the purgatory-like square, and knelt down on his knees, and everyone knelt down at this moment.

The

middle-aged man looked at the people kneeling on the ground, the arrogance and indifference in his blood, and the dignity of the high superior still supported his upright posture. This time, he took the initiative to speak, "My name is Long Ao, and I am a traveler, thank you for taking me in." He paused, looked at the child in his arms, took a deep breath, and said, "This child is related to me, and I want to adopt him by my side, is it okay?"

The old man stood up tremblingly, turned to look at Long Ao, perhaps it was the will of heaven, and chose to believe in this stranger in his heart, and nodded lightly. It's just that the old man didn't know that a few years later, his choice changed the direction of the entire human race.

The weakness of the human race also made them extremely scarce in resources, and after burying the dead, they brought back the dilapidated weapons left behind to their villages.

On the way, everyone still did not come out of their grief, and the dull atmosphere made no one dare to speak, so Long Ao followed silently. The coarsely clothed man came to Long Ao's side, scratched his head and didn't know what to call it, and said honestly: "Long ...... Brother Long, I think you should be older than me, and I don't know what to call you, so can I just call you Brother Long?"

Long Ao glanced at the stout man in thick clothes, smiled slightly, and nodded lightly. This was the first time he smiled, looked at the sleeping child in his arms again, and whispered: "This little guy is still young, and I have no experience in raising children, so I will inevitably trouble everyone in the future." "

Da Zhuang smiled, patted his chest, and a deep voice came. As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized something, and hurriedly lowered his voice, "Brother Long, my name is Luo Da Zhuang, and you will call me Da Zhuang in the future, the old man is our patriarch, called Luo Chuan." This kid has met you, but you don't have to worry too much. Not long ago, my mother-in-law just gave birth to a daughter for me, and she happened to be raised together. "

This was something that Long Ao didn't expect, he was still having trouble in his heart how to feed such a small baby, but Da Zhuang really solved a big problem for himself, he chuckled and nodded.

In the exchange with Da Zhuang, he got more information, this is Tianma Ridge in the west of the wasteland, Tianma Ridge is located in the westernmost part of the west border, and beyond Tianma Ridge is the vast next door. Tianma Ridge is composed of three peaks and one vein, Liuli Peak, Tianzhu Peak, Yunju Peak and Tianma Vein.

Tianma Ridge stretches for thousands of miles, looking like a galloping horse from a distance, and it is also named Tianma Ridge. Tianma Ridge is controlled by four major forces, Wanzhumen controls Tianzhu Peak, Tiangang Zhai controls Liuli Peak, Luoyunxuan controls Yunju Peak, and Tianma City controls Tianma Vein, among which Tianma City is the strongest.

After a night's journey, the group arrived at the village at dawn. The village was built on a clearing halfway up the mountain, and it was extremely secluded, presumably to escape the trouble. A stone house in the morning sun under the reflection of the more mottled years, the ancient archway on the two ancient fonts can vaguely identify "Luoyuan".

When the people left behind in the village saw everyone returning safely, they greeted them excitedly, and their hanging hearts finally let go. There were also some people who guessed some clues from the dull atmosphere of the returnees, but they didn't ask.

When they saw Long Ao in the team, they all cast surprised eyes and became very interested in this stranger, and some children even gathered around and stood on tiptoe to look at the sleeping baby in Long Ao's arms. Looking at these innocent eyes, Long Ao half-squatted on the ground, stroking the children's heads with a smile, he had never felt this kind of feeling before.

At this time, Luo Chuan came over and gave him a brief introduction to the situation of the clan. Luo originated from the first generation of ancestors to establish 1,400 years ago, the whole clan has more than 300 people, all of whom are children of the surname Luo.

For more than a thousand years, Luo Yuan has also produced many powerful people, but he has never left any decent heritage, with the change of years, today's Luo Yuan has degenerated to the point that he does not even have a strong man in the Dao Source Realm.

The deeper he went into the village, the more Long Ao could feel that this village brought him a familiar atmosphere. When you come to the central square, an ancient stone monument stands quietly in the square, the dark monument is covered with moss, and from a distance, there is a kind of traction magic quietly emanating. The familiar fluctuation became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

Seeing Long Ao stop, Luo Chuan's face was slightly rippling, and he explained: "This square is the usual place for cultivation, and that ancient monument is called the Martial God Tablet, which was left by the first generation of ancestors of our clan, and according to legend, the ancestors were strong men in the emperor realm. At this, a deep pride welled up on his face. It's just that this pride only lasted for a few seconds before revealing a touch of shame, and said lightly: "No one has been able to understand this ancient monument so far." "

Long Ao ignored Luo Chuan, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, he wanted to find out where that familiar fluctuation came from. After a long time, his heart was slightly stunned, and he muttered to himself, "Is it you?"

Suddenly, the cry of the baby in his arms sounded, Long Ao suddenly came back to his senses, the little guy in his arms had woken up at some point, his little fist kept waving, and the cry became more and more rapid.

Seeing this situation, Long Ao suddenly panicked, didn't know what to do for a while, and looked at the people around him with an embarrassed face. At this time, a woman walked over, looked at Long Ao's arms, and said with a slight smile: "The child should be hungry, leave it to me to take care of." "

Da Zhuang also came over, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, this is my mother-in-law, give the little guy to her, and then send him over to you when you settle down here." "

Long Ao nodded awkwardly, he really didn't have any experience in the face of this kind of thing. He did not live in the residence arranged for himself by Luochuan, but chose a place far away from the village, and built a new wooden house with the help of Da Zhuang and others, even if he officially lived in Luoyuan.