The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Meow meow meow..."

The sounds of dogs barking and cats meowing surrounded Chu Heng and Xing Luo, and there were also monsters unique to this world, unicorns domesticated by humans as livestock, thick-backed horses, etc.

Xingluo blinked his big eyes, only to see dozens of cats and dogs looking at Chu Heng frantically.Their appearance is full of humanity, like a pilgrimage, and even their calls have rules to follow.

Chu Heng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. This town is a bit strange, and he only saw a group of cats and dogs after walking for a long time.He turned his head to look to the side, and suddenly saw an old man with a rough face and dark palms following the team of cats and dogs.

The old man's body was extremely thin, and his left arm had a terrible wound. The palm of his hand was broken at the wrist.

"What's your name? Come and talk!" Chu Heng said to the old man.

Hearing Chu Heng's words, the old man immediately prostrated himself in front of Chu Heng: "God...God..."

He was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and when he arrived at Chu Heng's side, he was already in tears.

"What kind of village is this, and where have all the people gone?" Chu Heng frowned and asked.

The old man stammered and replied: "All...all...dead, plague, it's plague..."

When Chu Heng heard the old man's words, he immediately looked at the dilapidated houses around him. He didn't realize until now that there was a faint musty smell in the air.He grabbed Xingluo and quickly rushed into a house, only to see a family of three dead on the ground.

Two tall adults and a child the size of Xingluo, these people had not been dead for a long time, maybe only a few weeks.

"Ah!" Xingluo screamed in fright, her little head curled into Chu Heng's arms.

"Hey!" Chu Heng sighed. The person in front of him was tortured beyond human form. If it wasn't for a layer of skin covering his body, everyone would have thought it was three skeletons. +]

"What's going on?" Chu Heng returned to the old man.

He didn't need to look at other houses, even if he couldn't look like his original body, he could find clues by scanning his perception, but the smell in the air already showed that there were far more than these few dead people, it seemed that the whole town had lost all life. people.

"When the plague came, no one knew whether they would die or not. Afterwards came hunger. People in the small town died one by one..." The old man broke down in tears, and the tragedies he had seen reappeared in his mind.

Chu Heng continued to ask patiently. Now he is the master here, and his infinite charm will make the old man tell all his stories.

It turns out that this is a prosperous town, and the old man is also the mayor here.Although every household cannot be regarded as having enough food and clothing, they can still have enough food.

Everyone's hope is that the children in the town will emerge with talents in fighting spirit or magic.

Until a crow flew over the town, the whole town became a purgatory.With a piece of carrion in its mouth, the crow occasionally stops on the wall of a certain house.

When the crow flies away, the family must be seriously ill the next day.No one noticed this kind of situation at first, but when most of the people in the town were infected, people found out that all the infected people had seen the crow.

The famine was another bad news for the town brought by a locust that followed.

The people in the town tried to leave to find the priest in the big city for treatment, but when the priest discovered the patient's illness, instead of treating the patient, he told the officers and soldiers.

A knight order soon sealed off the town.The people in the whole town can only wait to die suddenly.

"It's all that crow, it's all..." the old man muttered, his eyes gradually dimmed.His mood was one of extreme grief.

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"The crow is the confession of the god of mourning! He always uses this image to bring bad luck to people! Locusts are famine, this is God's punishment!" Xing Luo suddenly bit his lip and said.

Chu Heng glanced at Xingluo, this girl was born in the royal family, she looked ordinary, unexpectedly she knew a lot of things.He has also heard legends about the gods of this world.

When the human race reaches the third level, they can enter the realm of the gods, and most of the current gods, except for the gods created during Lilith's time, came through cultivation.

"Then why are you alive?" Chu Heng asked directly.

The old man raised his palmless left hand: "My lord, because the old man fed his palm to that crow! The carrion in his mouth is the old man's palm."

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"That's right! God of Plague, if Abilut wants to infect all the people in the town, he needs to get a piece of the flesh and blood of an elder. It seems that you are a good person. Only people with pure hearts can be used as sacrifices, regardless of age or age. Character, you..." Xingluo said as if endorsing.

But what she said made the old man even more painful.

It seems that Chu Heng's infinite charm can no longer restrain the other party.Chu Heng only heard a crisp sound, as if something had split open.The old man in front of him became crazy, and his thin body suddenly began to bleed continuously.

Black mist began to emerge from his healed severed palm, and the old man let out a painful roar, but his eyes showed pity and helplessness.

At this moment, Chu Heng Fu Zhixin suddenly opened his mouth and said: "My kind people, come back, the injustice of the heavens should be corrected, and if the gods do evil, they should be killed. I am the shepherd, and I should protect the people of one side. You have endless divine power, and the way of heaven will be carried out by us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's body collapsed completely, blood and flesh scattered, and thick blood fell to the ground.

Xingluo screamed again, and fell to the ground.

But at this time, Chu Heng saw the old man's soul turned into a holy ball of light, bowing down to him.

"As the leader of the Heavenly Dao, I will confer on you the High Bishop of the Heavenly Daoism in the Gods and Demons Realm! I will bestow you with a majestic scepter, an immortal soul body, and a divine fire mask!" Chu Heng's voice rose in the old man's heart.

A gorgeous golden scepter, a little starlight and half a fiery red mask appeared on Shenhun. .

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Chapter [-] Sublimation

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Xingluo was completely stunned, she only heard Chu Heng talking, but she didn't see the person listening to him.

When she wanted to ask Chu Heng to talk to him, a crow with carrion in its mouth flew over from the sky.

A divine light hit the crow.The old man waved the scepter with his intact right hand, trying to snatch back his stolen left hand.

Chu Heng let the old man do what he did. He used the scepter to empower the old man, the divine light shaped the holy soul, and the mask blessed the majesty.If this is the case, it is too weak to kill one of the thousands of false bodies of a small god.