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But I don't believe it, because my father and mother just said that they went out to wander in the wilderness. Babo Yi thought so too, because how could the Wu tribe warriors who died on the battlefield not return to their hometown? Pangu God bless my parents to travel smoothly, and let the great witch priest who has been full of lies since I don't know when stop telling lies that even children don't believe.

This war has lasted for a long time. My parents died in this war, but this war is not over yet. The earth is shaking and the sky is wailing. I don't know what wailing means, but this is what the great witch priest wrote in his diary. The land of the Wu tribe, the land transformed by Pangu God's body, and the place where the glory of the ancestors of the witches shines, are not stable. It's better to say that the earth is like this, looking at the sky from afar.

Today, I heard that the demon tribe launched a large-scale attack again. Many tribes that the great witch priests sent letters to say that they would travel together next year have lost news. "Are they stingy and don't want to give anything?" I heard that the reward from Angguguo next door was issued in advance to encourage the witch warriors who were about to win. But the fact is clearly not like this. Every time the chief witch priest received a package in the middle of the night, he would record his sorrow in the diary hidden in the ritual robe that had not been used for a long time.

I don't understand, whether it is the old man who holds the belief that he will win, or the chief witch priest who lies to the tribe, the chief witch priest never lies. But this time he lied again, I don't know how many times.

Since the war started, for unknown reasons and at unknown times, there have been more and more scattered witches passing through the tribe. Ba Boyi can always hear a lot about the war from those elders of the witches who look listless and even have missing limbs. Every time a witch passes by here, Ba Boyi will take advantage of their resting time to pester them to tell them about some things outside, such as the blue sky above our heads, where our mortal enemy, the demons, live. This war was caused by the demons in the sky who said they wanted to recover their homeland, so they suddenly launched an attack.

Speaking of this, my heart always trembles slightly, but I feel that I have nothing to be afraid of. It's just those monsters with strange looks and even stranger abilities. I am a witch, and my ancestors went to the sky because they hunted the monsters until they had nowhere else to go. What should I be afraid of? A pair of tender little hands appeared in front of Lu Li, making a very strange gesture.

"Pangu God bless you."

There are many calluses in the palm of my hand. Lu Li frowned.

Maybe he had been alone for too long. He didn't know the technique of recording voice and shadow. It was said that only humans and great witches could perform it. Didn't he have human blood? Why didn't he know it? Was it because he was not old enough?

So, if he only had more than ten years to learn the techniques of humans, he would be able to understand them by himself. I heard from the old people that the techniques of humans were very powerful, and they could move mountains, fill the sea, and fly in the sky. No one would dare to bully me then.

But after more than ten years, could he still remember what his parents looked like? Ba Boyi tried hard to recall, but his memory inevitably became blurred.

An uncontrollable sadness suddenly emerged in his heart, just like a stone wall was built, and water would still stubbornly drill in from the cracks in the stone.

The scene in front of him suddenly became a little blurry, and his eyes were wet.

Those two bad guys also learned bad things from the great witch priest, and learned to lie. You clearly said that you can't lie, and those who lie are bad kids.

I might still hold out hope, maybe next year, maybe tomorrow, maybe when the young witch in front of me, whose clothes are wet with tears just like me, finishes telling his story, these two bad guys will enter the tribe gate not far away, but will be very happy.

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"Have you missed us after not seeing us for so long?"

"Did you listen to the words of the witch priest at home this time?" "Did you make trouble for others?"

You two always cause trouble for me. Although I think so in my heart, the warmth wrapped in my heart still makes me smile sweetly, answering questions one by one, not tired of it.

...0 Then these two idiots will chat with me in the tone and way that I would use when I was a child, cook a meal for me after a long time, ask about my health, and compare whether I have grown taller and how much taller I have grown.

The two bad guys will be happy. As long as the new engraving on the door is a little higher than the old engraving that has accumulated a lot of dust, it will be enough for the two people to be happy for a long time. I will also be very happy, although the reason is different from theirs. The race derived from the blood of the great god Pangu should be strong.

Sometimes I can get some rare toys that I have never seen before, those stones that are said to be able to absorb spiritual energy, some strange things with special functions. Although I am a little curious, if I use these to exchange for the two bad guys not to travel anymore, I will not blink even if I take them all away, but...

There is no if.

The young man drank the glass of water he brought and left, but no one returned to the place where he left. Five.