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Chapter 17: The Windy Witch

"Someone is coming out." When they were about to reach the village entrance, Long Er pulled Murong Xiaotian's sleeve and pointed to the village entrance.

Isn't it? Five or six young men, holding hoes, shovels and the like, blocked the entrance to the village. Their faces were haggard and their images were miserable. Looking at Murong Xiaotian and the others, they only had sadness and hatred in their eyes.

"Khan, they seem to hate us very much, as if we have put a curse on them," Murong Xiaotian stopped, stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and smiled bitterly.

It seemed that they could not go any further. If they moved further, the other party would have to rush towards them and fight them tooth and nail.

"That's right, look at their eyes. They look like they want to eat people. They are not friendly at all. That's like our Dragon Island. When you went there, we were so kind to you." Long Er nodded repeatedly, but there was nothing not give a damn about.

Also, those people on the opposite side were obviously weak. They probably hadn't eaten for a few days, and they were holding hoes, shovels and the like. They were just ordinary villagers. An average player of ten or so levels could easily deal with such an opponent. There were twenty or thirty people, not to mention Murong Xiaotian and Long Er.

"Villagers of 'Walker Village', please ask your clan leader to come out and speak," Murong Xiaotian shouted with a louder voice.

But the villagers didn't move, they just stared at Murong Xiaotian and the others fiercely, as if they were looking at the enemy who killed their father.

"Giggle, it's useless, people just think you are empty," Long Er chuckled fiercely, looking very indifferent, as if he was not here to do anything, but to play.

"I think, let's just rush in," Murong Xiaotian smiled bitterly. He was too soft, but it seemed that he had to be strong. He rushed in without fear that their clan leader would not show up.

"Haha, if you want to force yourself, look back and see if you can bear it." This damn girl Long Er seems to be happier now that she is in trouble.

"You guys are really worried about the world being in chaos," Murong Xiaotian replied angrily.

But as Long Er said, he didn't know how to start, because he also saw that at least hundreds of people poured out from the village and gathered at the entrance of the village. There were old people, children, aunts, everyone. , they couldn't be more miserable, they are really more refugees than refugees. Looking at their pitiful eyes and miserable looks, especially the eyes of the old man and the child, Murong Xiaotian's heart was broken. He couldn't help but grab him and use force to break in from these people. Murong Xiaotian couldn't do it.

Originally, it was not difficult for Murong Xiaotian to enter from other places. The village did not have only one exit. Besides, the houses here were just ordinary wooden houses, and it was impossible to break in from there.

However, Murong Xiaotian no longer wanted to do this. Hundreds of people from the village came out. How could the leader of the 'Messenger of Action' clan not come out?

"Hello everyone, can you let us in and out?" At this time, Long'er called out instead.

"Haha, do you think that because you are a woman, you are great and charming, and no one is looking down on you," Murong Xiaotian burst out laughing when he saw that the result was no different from his own.

"You, you're still laughing at me, I'm helping you," Long Er actually blushed. This was even stranger than the sun rising in the west. It seemed that Murong Xiaotian had been treating him badly since he came out of Long Island. Enlightenment and teaching are not in vain.

"Haha, don't be impatient," Murong Xiaotian waved his hand slightly and said, "Don't worry, there are hundreds of them blocked here. With such a huge formation, it's impossible for their village chief not to come out,"

"Depressed, we didn't offend them. Why are they staring at us like they want to eat people?" Long Er pouted with some dissatisfaction. In just these few days, her tone of voice has already changed. A bit like Murong Xiaotian.

"If they like to stare, let them stare. Anyway, there won't be any missing pieces of meat," Murong Xiaotian smiled nonchalantly.

I don’t know if these people were hungry because they hadn’t eaten or drank for several days and wanted to use them as food, so they stared at them with murderous eyes.

Murong Xiaotian was right. Sure enough, after a while, the crowd behind them separated and three people walked out of the aisle that the villagers of "Walker Village" had given way to.

Needless to say, the one before the fight must be the head of the 'Walker Village', that is, the head of the 'Walker Tribe'. But unexpectedly, the head of the 'Walker Village' looks very young. About twenty years old, this made Murong Xiaotian a little surprised.

The two people behind him are both in their forties, and they must be important figures in the "Walker Village". Judging from their eyes, looks, and how steady they walk, Murong Xiaotian can be sure that these three people are Individuals are capable of fighting, but they should not be that strong. They should be on the same level as the copper hammers they saw in the underground clan in the extremely cold land. It seems that my judgment That's right. The 'Walking Envoy' clan, like the Crypt clan, is a group with special abilities, and their combat capabilities are relatively rubbish.

These three people, like the villagers, all looked very poor. It seemed that they were hungry after not eating for several days.

"I am the village chief. Please come to me and tell me what's going on." The young man walked to a place about two meters away from Murong Xiaotian and Long Er and stopped. His voice was unusually cold. He also said to Murong Xiaotian They were very repulsive.

"Haha, I am entrusted by others, and I will do what others do," Murong Xiaotian smiled, not minding the village chief's attitude at all.

He took out the ashes given to him by the golden hammer and the token from the Ring of Chaos. He took two steps forward and handed it to the head of the 'Walker Village'. Then he briefly talked about what happened. As for that Murong Xiaotian did not take out the 'Picture of the End of the Earth'. That thing seemed to have a subtle connection with the 'Picture of Wuji', which was not simple. Therefore, Murong Xiaotian decided to keep it; besides, Golden Hammer only said to let it go He handed back the ashes without mentioning the 'map of the ends of the earth'.

"That's right, this is a token of my ancestor. Thank you, thank you, for allowing him to return to his roots." After listening to Murong Xiaotian's account, the village chief of 'Walker Village' seemed extremely excited and expressed his gratitude to Murong Xiaotian and Long Er. My attitude has also improved a lot.

"You're welcome. I just fulfilled my friend's wish. If you have a chance, you should go to Jin Zhui's grave to thank him. For your ancestor's entrustment, he was sealed in the "Desolate Land" for a thousand years. The loneliness and pain of the year are not something ordinary people can endure," Murong Xiaotian said very seriously.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely go, but I'm afraid I won't have this chance," the village chief said with infinite sadness and indignation in his eyes, "before I die, tell me how you want me to repay you." You, as long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you,"

"I want the permission to cross the land area," Murong Xiaotian answered honestly and politely.

For this matter, Jin Zhui paid his whole life. It was a heavy price to pay. If he couldn't get the authority to cross the land area and couldn't fulfill Jin Zhui's wish, how could Murong Xiaotian face Jin Zhui? So, He didn't need to hide his words, he not only put it forward decisively, but also had a firm attitude.

"Hey, I can only apologize to you for this matter," the village chief of "Walker Village" said sadly with a bitterness in his tone: "If you have the right to cross the land area, I can give it to you, but what you want is this kind of authorization authority across land areas, so I can't help you. Only my father can give you this authorization authority, but I don't care whether my father is dead or alive. I know there is nothing I can do,”

"Your father, what happened to him? Is it related to this curse?" Murong Xiaotian asked in a deep voice. It seems that this matter is directly related to the curse of 'Walker Village'. He wants to get this across the continent. Don’t think about staying out of the scope of authorization permissions between domains.

"You can see that we are cursed." The village chief of "Walker Village" glanced at Murong Xiaotian in surprise, and then said: "It's a long story to say. Twenty miles behind our village, there is Yinfeng Mountain, on that mountain, there is Yinfeng Cliff. On the top of that cliff, there lives a witch. We all call her Yinfeng Witch. This Yinfeng Witch came to Yinfeng Mountain about ten years ago. You can also say He is the only neighbor of our "Walker Village" within a hundred miles, but in the past ten years, we have never interacted with each other, we have never been to Yinfeng Cliff, and the Yinfeng Witch has never stepped into our "Walker Village" Half a step, it can be said that we have nothing to do with each other and have nothing to do with each other. However, five days ago, everything changed."

When the village chief of "Walker Village" said this, his voice was choked up, tears welled up, and his eyes were filled with infinite sorrow and indignation, which was the endless resentment suppressed in his heart.

"Why, this evil witch suddenly attacked you," Murong Xiaotian's face darkened.

"If it were really that simple, everyone in our village wouldn't be so angry," the head of the 'Walker Village' said angrily: "Five days ago, my father discovered something while collecting herbs in the valley below Yinfeng Cliff. The Witch of the Wind, she was already dying and almost out of breath at that time. My father, out of kindness, carried her back and saved her with the only 'Resurrection Pill' handed down from our ancestors, which not only made her recover instantly She was healthy, and her wizarding power was greatly improved. But who knew that my father entertained her warmly, and after she learned some secrets about our 'Walking Messenger' clan from the conversation with my father, she... She suddenly launched an attack and forced my father to hand over the 'Heaven's Ji Diagram' and 'Human Ji Diagram', as well as the 'Shrinking Earth into an Inch' skill book that is unique to us 'Messengers of Action', and also asked my father to authorize her to cross With the authority to authorize the land area, facing such a vicious villain who repays kindness with revenge, my father would naturally refuse to agree even to death. Who would have known that she would actually take my father away and at the same time put a curse on our entire family, destroying all our rice fields? Withered, all the livestock died, and all the dead livestock were poisonous and inedible. At the same time, all the food we stored rotted, and even the water we drank became as black as ink and stinky. , in short, all the food and drink have been destroyed by the curse, and we are trapped by the curse and cannot leave this area. The witch of the evil wind, she threatened, if my father does not meet his request, she will She watched our entire tribe starve to the end and kill her own tribesmen to eat, but she had the delusion that even if our entire tribe starved to death collectively, we would never drink a drop of blood from our compatriots or eat a piece of meat from our compatriots."

"Ah," Murong Xiaotian suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long and shrill scream. The sound shook the whole world, and his hair stood on top of his head. The fighting spirit in his eyes was burning, and an angry flame spread out instantly.


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