evil jihad

Ai Ze was eight feet tall, and his armor looked particularly bulky. The epee behind his back seemed to be a head taller than Wang Man's, and he exuded the arrogance of a masculine man.

"Hey, kid; do you know the way to the village?" The thunderous voice made Wang Man's scalp tingle.

"Ai Ze, don't scare the young man." The old man walked up to Wang Man with a crystal ball in his hand, and there was no trace of cunning on his kind face.

But what attracted Wang Man's attention was not Ai Ze or the old man, but this crystal ball full of hope.

The old man saw Wang Man's thoughts, and stretched out his hand to pass the light to Wang Man's eyes. Suddenly, the brilliance was bright, and the aura inside was like wisps of free smoke. In the dark world, this pure hope made Wang Man's heart fascinated.

It turns out that a crystal ball can also make you feel warm!

"Young man, don't be afraid, we are fleeing famine, can you take us to the village to rest?" Under the leisurely light, the old man smiled kindly.

Wang Man looked at the panic-stricken clansmen behind the old man, and nodded.

"Boy, hurry up and lead the way." Ai Ze urged impatiently, and Xiao Wang Man turned around and stepped in.

The narrow and slippery road was long and long, and a thin but strong young man led the crowd along the way.

The people from Carrigold Castle trudged through mountains and rivers one by one, their eagerness made their steps more urgent, but because the guide was short, they had to stop and go.

Under the illumination of the holy crystal ball, Wang Man was in high spirits and felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

At this time, the helpless Ai Ze hurried over, and Wang Man was held in his hands like a chicken, and then dragged into his arms.

"Boy, I really can't bear your slow speed; it's so good, you can just point the way." Ai Ze's thick voice rang in his ears, and Wang Man silently pointed the direction, only to feel the wind whistling in his ears, Time has come a long way!

Wang Man was face down and was sandwiched between Ai Ze's waist, the muddy mountain road was no longer so difficult to walk, the trees on both sides flickered backwards from the lanterns, quickly forming two impenetrable barriers; the head Feeling dizzy for a while, Wang Man felt like he was flying.

Ai Ze hugged the two of them on the left and right, Wang Man raised his head to relieve the soreness of his eyes, little Ai Xi's sleeping ice crystal skin came into view, his eyes were serene and clear, his eyelashes were curved between the browbones, and slightly slid down from both sides, the bridge of his nose Pure and handsome, with lightly parted lips, she looks like a budding lily in the white brocade collar.Staring blankly at the lifelike little Ai Xi, Wang Man's lonely heart became joyful.

"Hey, kid, concentrate on showing the way!" At this moment, Ai Ze roared in displeasure.

Wang Man's face turned red, and he turned his head to look forward in embarrassment...

Arenas on the border of the Judgment Land was their destination. Wang Man, who had lived in Arenas Village for eight years, was put on the ground by Aize.

The desolate village is in the depths of the silent forest. Two soft lamps are lit on the two rising sentry towers at the entrance of the village. A few old fireflies flicker back and forth in the lampshade; the wooden sentry towers are three feet high and shiny. They don't have any defensive equipment, and their purpose is only to intimidate the big insects and wild beasts that trespass into the human resident.

Standing still, Wang Man saw the old sallow face under the lamplight, so familiar, yet so far away.

In eight years, mother Ji has changed from a beautiful lady with extraordinary charm to a kind-eyed, wrinkled yellow-faced woman; but she has grown up.

Seeing the strange visitor, Mrs. Ji trembled a little, subconsciously greeted her son quickly.

"Quick, come back quickly."

This world is not as beautiful as Xiao Wang Man imagined. For the Ji family who is deeply rooted in Arenas, no place is safe except his own embrace.

Xiao Wang Man looked back at the crowd with his head turned sideways, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Ai Ze's mouth; he carried little Ai Xi and walked towards the entrance of the village.

"Little Wang Man? Who are those people?" In the voice, one can vaguely see Ji's lamp trembling a few times in the prestige.

Following Ai Ze's footsteps, the old man came to the entrance of the village. The bright crystal ball also attracted Ji's pupils. The old man bent down and stroked his chest in a daze, doing ancient etiquette.

"My dear lady, please forgive us for our offense. We are human beings who have been tortured just like you. I hope my lady doesn't mind."

So La also stepped forward, holding the dazed little Wang Man in his hand, bent slightly, bowed his body, and said, "This kind villager, just give my daughter and son a sip of water."

Looking at Sola, who is so handsome and charming, Ji nodded without hesitation, and walked towards his son with staggering steps.

Sola looked at Mrs. Ji sympathetically, feeling indescribably grateful; for them, they could reach an agreement without negotiating, and in their hearts, love for the younger generation was enough to ignore any estrangement and suspicion.

"Mother!" Xiao Wang Man dragged his tired body into Ji's arms. This time he did not bring the only brutal wolf he caught. Although the immature and stubborn Wang Man felt guilty, but Also full of ambition.

With the arrival of a large number of downcast tourists, the village of Arenas is no longer peaceful, and all the women in the village are busy.

The delicacy brewed by the hands of the industrious villagers makes the guests who are accustomed to the noble life salivate.

Brown pepper, flax, hare, pepper, salt...

The damp firewood cannot cover the five flavors of the dining room, and the hopeless sky cannot suppress the joy of the mountain village.

The handsome and strong Aize has become the object of discussion among the women in the village of Arenas. Most of them lost their families when they were young, and some of them parted ways with their husbands before experiencing the joy of newly-married; In their village, they don't want to and dare not expect the outside world. Facing life and death, they are lucky to be able to spend their old age in peace.

The women talked about these outside men behind their backs. Whenever the young and beautiful young girls cast their eyes on the crowd, their faces would turn red. These simple details could not conceal their lonely and empty hearts.

The authentic cottage flavor and rural snacks can make Ai Ze full of praise. The old man glanced around at the dilapidated construction of the village, and little Ai Xi was settled in a thatched house, surrounded by firefly lamps gathered from the village. The warmth is also a testament to the hospitality of the simple villagers.

Wang Man picked up the bow and crossbow in his hand, the body of the crossbow was broken in the fight with the wolf, in the past, this must have made him regretful; but now it will not; the powerful force exerted by these foreign guests has already stimulated Wang Man's lonely heart.

After eight years, this village that was supposed to be abandoned by God has become lively...

The women in the village began to have hope, and the long-term laborers who fled also got rid of their low status. There are no nobles and no slaves here.

At the door of the thatched cottage, two women sit and stand upright, one is gorgeous and graceful, and the other is ordinary and full of wisdom.

"Dear sister, your son is brave, which is closely related to your teaching."

There was no trace of complacency in Ji's eyes, her modesty made her more appreciated by Sola.

"Your polite lady, your children are the real princesses and princes."

"Sister, you are laughing at me. My son has grown up, and he can take on important responsibilities even if his family is in decline. I just feel sorry for my daughter. At the age of seven, she has to suffer from homelessness with the clansmen."

Sola's heartfelt words exaggerated Ji's sympathy, and Ji pinched his hands, nails stuck between his fingers, as if he was making a choice.

After a long while, Ji said calmly: "Guest from afar, great noble lady, if you get used to the life in Arenas, you can live here with your clansmen for a long time."

Sola raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, a little joyful.

"Sister, really? Will the villagers here really not mind?"

Ji's smile was still kind, she looked at Sola, without saying a word, leaned over and picked up the hourglass on the ground, and handed it to Sola.

In such a world where the human race lives and dies together, everyone is wasting their time in fear. The sphere of human life is occupied by various evils. Human abilities, wisdom, dreams, and hopes cannot be derived, and only aimlessly wandering on the edge of hell Wandering; then, the simple villagers who have never experienced life like nobles with their heads held high, would they mind!

Sola looked at the hourglass in his hand, and looked back at the frolicking crowd. Everyone seemed to be meeting old friends whom he hadn't seen for many years. The bleak Judgment Land, the border Arenas village, was so harmonious!

Sola smiled gratifiedly, and followed Ji into the room...

Since then, the people of Kerry Goode have been invited to live here. After day after day of rainy nights, the village has taken on a new look a year later!

The solid sentry tower is equipped with a unique crystal ball, which contributes a wonderful amount of crystal energy against the dark night. Whenever a beast appears, it will emit dazzling lightning flashes. Although the energy is intermittent, it is enough to stun ordinary worms .

Leaky houses are equipped with weak energy shields, and the rainwater is consciously diverted from the sky above the roof ridges, converging into clear streams and entering the forest behind the village.

Wells are dug in villages, walls are built in villages, a weak human civilization sprouts here, and the most popular professional fighting skills will also be passed down here.

These transformations, which amazed the villagers of Arenas secretly, were all done by the third-level magician and the earl of the Kerry Good family: Rodman!

During this period of transformation, Xiao Wangman followed behind Rodman, and slowly began to see another magical way of life from the bottom of his heart; this way can nourish the eyeballs, become powerful, Can create a ray of hope.

In the following time, the forest around the village became denser and denser, and the trees seemed to be exhausted, with drooping branches and leaves, and thin branches, as if they were sighing silently.

As the years passed, the funnel in Sola's hand turned 360 five times. This year, Xiao Wangman turned ten years old.