evil jihad

The path in the mountain village was winding and winding, and the two of them did not feel the slightest fatigue from the mud under their feet; at this moment, their hearts of joy were about to jump into their throats.

"It's here!" Warwick whispered at the top of his voice.

yes!There are two crystal energy towers standing in front of you, surrounded by fences, it looks very quiet.

"Could it be that Rodman is old and his IQ can't keep up? Why doesn't the defensive crystal stone on the sentry tower have energy fluctuations?" Wang Man felt a little uneasy, expressing his doubts in one sentence.

Warwick, stand still, poke your head out, and suck the air around; in an instant, Warwick's face turned blue, and his brows furrowed.

The two of them were overjoyed along the way, all they thought about was the scene of harmony and joy, and their consciousness was focused on the upcoming celebration. The few anomalies they saw now made Warwick heighten his vigilance and smell ominous things in the air. smell.

When Wang Man saw Warwick's expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he took a breath; danger, silence, death, blood, all kinds of breaths instantly stimulated the olfactory nerves.

"Not good!" Wang Man yelled loudly, his figure was like lightning, and he disappeared from the spot in a blink of an eye.

Warwick was shocked, and hurriedly chased after him, and the package on his back fell to the ground.

Something happened to Arenas!This is the judgment they got instinctively.When Warwick rushed to the village, Wang Man was crying and kneeling on the ground, digging the mountains of ruins here.

"Mother, mother?" Wang Man stood up, rushed into the hut, rummaged around, and carefully searched the secret room under the straw mat.

"Warwick, what are you still doing? Go over there and have a look." Wang Man's voice was almost roaring, which made Warwick's scalp tingle when he heard the air-conditioning.

Warwick was even more sluggish than Wang Man, seeing the scene in front of him now, he didn't know what to do.Resisting Wang Man's coercion, he walked towards the house where he lived before.

The cold air, inhaled into the lungs, can freeze and numb people.

Warwick opened the door, and the situation inside was exactly as he expected; messy straw, broken earthen pots, messy pieces of clothes, untouched dishes and chopsticks on the kang...

The blood on the ground made him howl miserably, and within a moment, Wang Man outside the courtyard also cried loudly.

Broken walls and broken walls, corpses floating all over the place, in front of his house, there were only bones left, and for a long time, he never realized who was his mother.

There has been a huge destruction here, and the broken limbs are scattered in every corner, mixed together, making it difficult to identify; the scarlet soil on the ground has become wet and soft in the rain; the blood seems to be reluctant to leave this old land The peaceful village has never been erased despite the rain.

The sound of the two crying was intermittent, and the time was too long. I don't know how long it took for the village to return to tranquility.

Wang Man clenched his fists and called Warwick to his side in a deep voice.

"Who did it? Who did it?" Warwick was caught by the lapel of his clothes, and his body was shaking in the shaking of Wang Man's hands.

"I...I don't know."

Wang Man despaired of Warwick's answer, he didn't know whether he was confused or mentally confused, so he slapped Warwick on the face with his hands.

Slap, Warwick covered his face and was shot out of the way.

With the crisp slap, Wang Man seemed to wake up a lot, and hurried forward.

"Warwick, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to."

Warwick wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled bitterly, and didn't care. He knew Wang Man too well. He knew that there was a gap between him and Wang Man. When a loved one suddenly suffers, the ability to bear it is still stronger than that of a young man.

Even so, how much stronger can it be?When Warwick was newly married, he was brutally mutated by the wolf tribe. There were great joys, great sorrows, ups and downs, and the long life was nothing more than that.

"Warwick, I'm so excited." Wang Man stretched out his arm towards Warwick.

"Your Majesty, the village has been attacked, so it is impossible that there are no clues; find him and kill him." As a senior, Warwick seems to have no other words that can replace the grievance and hatred in his heart now.

Wang Man pulled Warwick up, and lay on his shoulder, weeping in pain, snot and tears, and the emperor's prestige was completely lost.

"Okay, let's find out the murderer!" Wang Man took two steps back, his expression ferocious, not angry, his thoughts spread throughout the village, every inch of land was never spared, and he would never let it go.

In the village, although the magic barrier around it was broken, Wang Man did not miss it. He hoped to find some clues in the energy particles bombarded by magic.

The broken magic space and neat energy cracks all proved the profound spiritual power and superb fighting skills of the village slaughterer.

Broken walls, remnants of villages, messy roofs, soft soil, watchtowers that have lost their magical effect, all of these were investigated one by one, but no strong evidence could be obtained.

In the ruins, the rotten smell emanating from the body of the deceased seriously disturbed Wang Man's spirit.

The wind blowing in the ear, as if the ghosts of the village were pouring out their grievances and grievances.

Huh...huh, a faint breath came from the jungle behind the village, Wang Man's eyes shook, his thoughts scattered like a substance, and a purple halo instantly swept across the entire forest.

"Warwick, the woods ahead are breathing."

Warwick focused all his attention, his eyes and thoughts swept to the jungle in front of him, and when Wang Man finished speaking, an afterimage had already left on the spot.

There is breath, this is hope!Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it cannot be killed.

Fearing that the opponent would run away, Wang Man used his speed to the extreme; on the way, he was surprised to find the source of the breath hiding in the grass, and he remained indifferent, as if he didn't notice Wang Man's approach.

The opponent is a weak person, at least weaker than Wang Man.

In the haystack, the breath was like a gossamer, but in Wang Man's ears it sounded like thunder.Without saying a word, Wang Man showed his punch, and Zimang rushed out, with a muffled bang, the haystack was blown away cleanly, and the figure hiding inside was trembling to avoid the strong eyes.

This is a child, immature and restless, with his trembling body, it can be judged that he has no spiritual power; for some reason, from this young child, Wang Man seems to see his own childhood.

This child's experience may be the same as Wang Man's. Maybe he and Wang Man are helpless, abandoned and cast aside, ignored by the crowd, and looked down upon by playmates.

Warwick arrived immediately, and was stunned when he saw the dilapidated, rain-soaked boy in front of him; at first impression, Warwick thought the boy was a slave, and definitely a boy with himself. Very similar to slaves.

The boy bit his lips tightly, frowned and glanced at the two people in front of him anxiously. He hurriedly deviated from Shizheng and kicked his legs back.

The boy's skin was pale, and the long hair on his forehead was full of dirt. The rain washed the dirt down his handsome nose.

"It's not easy to kill me, I didn't see anything. Please, don't kill me..." The boy flinched, his lips moved, and his face with a low voice could not hear clearly.

He is so weak!

Wang Man glanced at Warwick, turned around, smiled and squatted down, stretched out his hands and slowly leaned towards the boy.

As if seeing a demon, the boy put his hands in front of his body and backed away vigorously, but he had already stayed in the haystack for too long, his legs and feet were not flexible, and after a few convulsions, he froze in place.

Wang Man sighed softly, this boy is too similar to him!

"Little brother, don't be afraid, we are not evil people." While speaking, Wang Man approached the boy with a sincere smile on his face.

The little boy's face was purple and blue. He looked at Wang Man approaching helplessly, without any resistance or flinching.

Soon, a pair of warm hands held his little hand, and this breath made him feel unprecedentedly quiet.

"Tell brother, how did you get here?"

The boy hesitated for a while, then drew out his little finger and pointed in the direction of the Arenas village.

Wang Man and Warwick looked at each other, both ecstatic.

"Little friend, you said that you are a villager of Arenas. Do you know what happened in that village?" Wang Man asked unhurriedly.

The little boy opened his mouth timidly, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother, I'm the only one left in the village. The villagers were all killed by the devil."

Wang Man took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked in a calm tone: "Brother knows, that brother asked you, can you see clearly who invaded the village?"

The little boy's pupils turned white, and he trembled subconsciously, as if he was terrified when he remembered that scene.

"Don't be afraid, my brother told you that my brother's family lives in Arenas, and the uncle behind him is also a villager of Arenas; his name is Warwick."

"Ah? Liar!" The little boy tightened his spirits, jumped up and down, and retreated vigorously. When his eyes touched Warwick, he was full of fear and confusion.

"Hey, kid, we are here to save you, why do you look like you have seen a plague god?" Warwick was very upset and shouted roughly.

The little boy was even more terrified when he saw it, and curled up into a ball.

"Warwick, don't frighten the children."

"Little brother, do you have something to hide? Don't be afraid, my brother is Wang Man, and my brother's mother is the Ji family of Arenas."

The little boy was startled for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked anxiously: "Are you talking about Mother Ji?"

Mother Ji!This is a very warm word. Wang Man's heart feels like being stabbed by a knife suddenly. The convulsive pain reminds him of his kind, peaceful, great and unknown mother.

Finally found a clue that the child knew Wang Man's mother.

After further questioning, I found out that the child's name was Singh Da, and his mother was Fahrenheit; she was also Warwick's wife.

During the rainy season, on the messy thatched grass, Warwick shouted his son's name hoarsely, and the little boy kept avoiding him blindly.

"Singeda, why did you run away after seeing your father?" Wang Man was furious, thinking that this child is too ignorant.

Singeda flinched and said anxiously: "He is not my father. My mother said that he is no longer my father. He is a wanderer and a devil."

The boy's words grabbed Wang Man's heart suddenly, and then he said calmly: "You can see clearly, he is a werewolf, but he fought for the freedom of the human race and the wolf race. He is not a devil, he is your father." .”