It turns out that just yesterday, a group of defeated demon sect troops who were escaping in a hurry passed by their village. It happened that Xiaoyu, Dongzi and the others were practicing outside the village and were bumped into by these remnants of the demon sect. It should have been an unrelated encounter.
, but the Thunder Xiao Demon King suddenly became interested in Xiaoyu, and he couldn't help but come to capture Xiaoyu. Everyone refused, and took Xiaoyu to take a small road to escape back to the village, but they didn't expect that the Thunder Xiao Demon King was actually poor.
Unable to give up, they launched an attack on the small village...
The more Siyu heard, the more shocked he became, what kind of powerful person is the Demon King Lei Xiao! He is a Sanmo, and he did not fall behind at all when he faced the five guardians of the Ximen family, and even killed all five of them. Such a person is so powerful for a small village.
Will launching an attack still fail?
Dongzi seemed to see the disbelief in Siyu's eyes and snorted coldly: "After you left, the village chief told us a secret. In fact, the people living in our village are not ordinary people. We are descendants of gods.
We all have the blood of the Gods flowing in our bodies, but the blood in our bodies is sleeping, and we usually look like ordinary people. During the confrontation with Demon King Lei Xiao, some of us activated the sleeping blood in our bodies,
After gaining great power, I defeated the demon army, but it's a pity..." At this point, Dongzi couldn't help but lower his head.
Siyu and Ares were stunned when they heard this. Siyu was the first to react and quickly asked: "What's the pity? Just tell me."
Dongzi raised his eyes hesitantly, with a strong look of fear hidden in his eyes, "Although we blocked the crazy attack of the demon army,... Xiaoyu was still captured by them. We wanted to chase, but there were only a few of them.
It's so powerful, and they can fly, so we...there's nothing we can do."
Siyu clenched her fists. No wonder she didn't see Xiaoyu here. Something happened to her, and what she had been worried about happened. Siyu wanted to step forward and punch Dongzi twice, but tried hard to suppress her inner impulse.
He continued to ask: "Where is the old village chief? Is he still there?"
When the old village chief was mentioned, the faces of the surrounding villagers showed sorrow at the same time. Siyu's heart tightened, and a bad thought came to him. Dongzi quickly explained: "The old village chief was injured, very seriously, I'm afraid...
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"Take me to have a look." Siyu said quickly.
Dongzi looked narrow and hesitant. At this time, an older middle-aged man walked out of the villagers, nodded to Dongzi and said: "Siyu is not an outsider, take them to see the old village chief."
The middle-aged man's words seemed to have some effect. Dongzi gritted his teeth and said, "Come with me." Everyone separated and Dongzi led Siyu and the others to an ordinary house. Dongzi was in
A kang was patted left and right twice, and suddenly there was a harsh "click" sound from the kang. A huge boulder was slowly pulled open, forming a downward passage on the kang surface. Everyone walked down together.
Siyu bent over. This was an underground passage dug out. Although it was low and narrow, the air was still fresh. After turning about six times, the tunnel began to widen, and a huge underground tunnel appeared in front of everyone.
The only eye-catching thing in the cave was a white bed quilt. The cheerful old village chief was lying in the middle with a pale face. The white bed sheet was still stained with blood. Siyu separated from the crowd, walked forward quickly, and put his fingers on it.
On the pulse of the old village chief, the middle-aged man came up and sighed: "The old village chief had a slap with the devil and was seriously injured. We fed the old village chief some herbs, but the effect was not good.
Now the village chief's situation is getting worse and worse, I'm afraid..."
Siyu did not reply, but carefully passed his spiritual energy through the old village chief's pulse to detect the injury in his body. After half a cup of tea, Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, removed his finger, and his face softened slightly.
"Fortunately, I can still be saved."
After saying that, Siyu ignored everyone's doubtful and surprised voices, took out a mutton-fat jade bottle from his arms, poured out two fragrant elixirs, fed them into the old village chief's mouth, and slowly used his internal strength to
Help the old village chief digest the effect of the elixir. After a while, the old village chief's face returned to color, and his breathing gradually calmed down. After doing all this, Siyu looked at everyone and smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, old villager
He is out of danger now, and he will be fine with some careful treatment."
The villagers were secretly in an uproar, but Siyu quietly put away the mutton-fat jade bottle. This bottle contained the top-quality elixir that was refined for the three senior tribulation masters last time. Originally, a total of four elixirs were released that time.
Each of the three Tribulation Overlords had one copy, and one was prepared for Grandpa. Unfortunately, Grandpa never used it once, so... Siyu sighed as he held back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.
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After living in the dilapidated village for ten days, the old village chief recovered quickly from his injuries and was able to barely get out of bed and walk around. On this day, the old village chief called Siyu and others over, and Siyu led Ares in a hurry
Entering the underground passage, they also had many questions to ask the old village chief.
After meeting, several people could not help but sigh again. The old village chief looked good. After being polite for a while, the atmosphere in the room began to solidify. Siyu did not hide anything and told the old man about the attack on his family and the death of his grandfather Ximenchen.
The village chief told the story in detail, but when he mentioned that the same demon sect attacked the Ximen family and the village, the old village chief also yelled angrily. For some reason, Siyu could always find someone in front of this old man.
It was an unfathomable feeling, so Siyu didn't hide anything in her heart and told her everything.
Half a day later, the old village chief sighed heavily. Siyu didn't know whether he was sighing for his grandfather's death or for this disaster.
"Grandpa Village Chief, although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask, do you know why the Demon Cult insists on arresting Xiaoyu?" Siyu looked anxious, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked the question he wanted to know the most.
The old village chief was silent for a moment and then said slowly, "Forget it, son, let me tell you our story. I think you have seen something when you come back this time... We are different from the past!"
"Indeed, some of you suddenly became masters, and even top masters." Ares echoed from the side. Xiao San and Shen Shen had been sitting quietly aside, but when they heard this question, they both
Interested.
The old village chief nodded, confirming what Ares said, "Actually, we are all descendants of gods. A thousand years ago, the world was in chaos. That era was dark and an era of great destruction. There was killing everywhere.
Even gods are not immune to disasters, and we are the last bloodline of some gods left in the world. We are the orphans of gods, and the blood of gods has been flowing in our bodies for generations. However, after a thousand years, we have lost many things, such as our home.
, such as divine emblems, such as skills, as the inheritance continues, the divine blood in us becomes thinner and thinner, so we gradually become like ordinary people, we will also grow old, sick and die. More than a hundred years ago, my elder
They moved us to this paradise and lived a life without any worries. But I didn’t expect that we would not be able to escape fate in the end.”