Ai Ze was eight feet tall, and his armor looked particularly bulky. The heavy sword on his back looked a head taller than Wang Man, and he exuded the unparalleled pride of a man.
"Hey, kid; do you know the way to the village?" The thunderous voice made Wang Man's scalp numb.
"Ai Ze, don't scare the young man." The old man walked up to Wang Man with a crystal ball in his hand, his kind face showing no hint of cunning.
But it was not Ai Ze or the old man that attracted Wang Man's attention, but the crystal ball filled with the light of hope.
The old man saw what Wang Man was thinking, and stretched out his hand to pass the light to Wang Man's eyes. Suddenly, the light was brilliant, and the spiritual energy inside lingered like free wisps of clouds. In the dark world, this pure hope made Wang Man fascinated.
It turns out that a crystal ball can also make you feel warm!
"Young man, don't be afraid. We are fleeing from the desert. Can you take us to the village to rest?" Under the leisurely glory, the old man smiled kindly.
Wang Man looked at the embarrassed tribesmen behind the old man and nodded.
"Boy, lead the way quickly." Ai Ze urged impatiently, and Xiao Wangman turned around and stepped in.
The long, slippery road was long and far away, and a young man who looked thin but strong led everyone along.
The people from Kerrygood Castle trudged unexpectedly one by one, their longing hearts making their steps even more urgent, but due to the short size of the leader, they had to stop and go.
Under the illumination of the holy crystal ball, Wang Man looked full of energy and felt indescribably happy.
At this time, the helpless Ai Ze rushed over behind him, and Wang Man was picked up in his hands like a chicken, and then pulled into his arms.
"Boy, I really can't stand your speed anymore; it's so good, you can just show me the way." Ai Ze's thick voice sounded in his ears, Wang Man silently pointed the direction, only to feel the wind whistling in his ears, and suddenly
Time has come a long way!
Wang Man was face down and was pinched by Ai Ze at his waist. The mud on the mountain road was no longer so difficult to walk. The trees on both sides flashed backwards in rows from the lanterns, forming two airtight barriers in a hurry;
For a moment, Wang Man felt dizzy and felt like he was flying.
Ai Ze hugged the two people left and right. Wang Man raised his head to relieve the soreness of his eyeballs. Little Ai Xi's sleeping ice crystal skin was introduced into his eyes. His eyes were peaceful and clear. The eyelashes were curved between the eyebrows and slid down slightly from both sides. The bridge of the nose
Pure and handsome, with lightly parted lips, she looked like a budding lily in the white brocade collar. Staring blankly at the lifelike little Ai Xi, Wang Man's lonely heart became excited for joy.
"Hey, kid, focus on showing the way!" At this moment, Ai Ze roared in displeasure.
Wang Man's face turned red, and he turned his head to look ahead in embarrassment...
Arenas on the border of Judgment Land was their destination. Wang Man, who had lived in Arenas Village for eight years, was put to the ground by Aize.
The poor village is deep in the silent forest. Two soft lamps are lit on the two towers rising from the ground at the entrance of the village. A few old fireflies are swaying back and forth in the lampshades. The wooden towers are three feet high and shiny.
It does not have any defensive equipment, and its purpose is only to intimidate big insects and wild beasts that trespass into human settlements.
Standing still, Wang Man saw the old, sallow face under the light, so familiar yet seemingly so far away.
In eight years, my mother Ji has changed from a beautiful lady with extraordinary charm to a yellow-faced woman with kind eyes and wrinkles; but she has grown up.
Mrs. Ji was a little frightened when she saw the strange visitor, and subconsciously greeted her son quickly.
"Hurry, come back quickly."
This world is not as beautiful as Xiao Wangman imagined. For Ji, who is deeply rooted in Arenas, no place is safe except his own arms.
Xiao Wangman turned his head and glanced back at the crowd. A relaxed smile appeared on Aize's lips; he carried little Aixi and walked toward the entrance of the village.
"Xiao Wangman? Who are those people?" In the voice, you can vaguely see Ji's lamp trembling a few times in the majesty.
The old man followed Ai Ze's footsteps and came to the entrance of the village. The bright crystal ball also attracted Ji's eyes. In a daze, the old man bent down, caressed his chest, and performed ancient etiquette.
"Dear Madam, please forgive us for our offense. We are human beings who have been tortured just like you. I hope Madam will not mind."
Sola also stepped forward, holding the bewildered little Wang Man in his hand, bending slightly, bowing, and said: "This kind villager, just give my daughter and son a sip of water."
Looking at Sora, who was so graceful and charming, Ji nodded without hesitation and walked towards her son with her hand outstretched with a faltering step.
Sola looked at Ji with sympathy, feeling indescribable gratitude in her heart; for them, there was no need for negotiation to reach an agreement. In their hearts, their love for the younger generation was enough to ignore any barriers and suspicions.
"Mother!" Little Wang Man dragged his tired body to Ji's arms. This time he did not bring the only cruel wolf he had caught. Although the immature and stubborn Wang Man felt guilty, he
Also full of ambition.
With the arrival of a large number of down-and-out travelers, the village of Arenas no longer seemed peaceful, and all the women in the village began to get busy.
The delicious food brewed by the hands of the hard-working villagers makes the guests who are accustomed to the aristocratic life salivate.
Brown pepper, sesame, hare, Sichuan peppercorns, salt...
The damp firewood cannot cover the smell of the dining room, and the hopeless sky cannot suppress the joy of the mountain village.
The handsome and strong Aize has become the object of discussion among the women in Arenas Village. Most of them lost their families when they were young, and some parted ways with their husbands before they experienced the joy of marriage. For so many years, they have lived in a village surrounded by forests.
In their own village, they neither want nor dare to look forward to the outside world. Faced with the separation of life and death, they are truly lucky to be able to spend their remaining years peacefully.
The women talked about these foreign men behind their backs. Whenever the young and beautiful yellow-flowered maidens looked at the crowd, their faces would turn red. These simple details could not conceal their loneliness and emptiness.
The authentic cottage flavor and country snacks actually made Ai Ze full of praise. The old man looked around at the poor construction of the village. Little Ai Xi was placed in a thatched house, surrounded by fireflies and lamps gathered from the village. As long as it could emit light,
Warmth can be regarded as proof of the hospitality of the simple villagers.
Wang Man picked up the crossbow in his hand. The crossbow broke in the fight with the wolf. In the past, this would definitely make him annoyed and pitiful; but not now; the powerful power exerted by these foreign guests has already stimulated him.
Wang Man’s lonely soul.
Eight years later, this village that was supposed to be abandoned by God has become lively...
The women in the village began to have hope, and the fleeing tribesmen and workers also escaped from their low status. There are no nobles or slaves here.
At the door of the thatched cottage, two women were sitting upright, one was gorgeous and graceful, the other was ordinary and full of wisdom.
"Dear sister, your son is brave, and this is closely related to your teachings."
There was no trace of pride in Ji's eyes, and her modesty made her receive more praise from Sola.
"My dear madam, your children are the real princesses and princes."
"Sister, you are laughing. My son has grown up and can take on important responsibilities even when the family is in decline. I just pity my daughter, who is seven years old but has to suffer the pain of wandering with the clan."
Sola's heartfelt words exaggerated Ji's sympathy. Ji pinched his hands together, digging his nails into the gaps between his fingers, as if he was making a decision.
After a while, Ji said calmly: "Distant guest, great noble lady, if you get used to the life in Arenas, you can live here with your tribe for a long time."
Sola raised his brows and twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little happy.
"Sister, is it true? Do the villagers here really not mind?"
Ji's smile was still kind. She looked at Sola without saying a word. She leaned over and picked up the hourglass on the ground and handed it to Sola's hand.
In such a world where humans live and die together, everyone is wasting their time in fear. The scope of human life is occupied by various evils. Human abilities, wisdom, dreams, and hopes cannot be derived, and they can only live aimlessly on the edge of hell.
Wandering; then, why would the simple villagers, who have never experienced the life of a noble with his head straight and his head straight, mind?
Sola looked at the hourglass in his hand and looked back at the playful crowd. Everyone was as harmonious as meeting old friends he hadn't seen for many years, the bleak place of judgment, and the border village of Arenas!
Sola smiled happily and followed Ji into the room...
From then on, the people of Kerry Goode were invited to live here. After rainy nights day after day, the village became completely new after a year!
The sturdy sentry tower is equipped with a unique crystal ball, which contributes a wonderful crystal energy in the dark night. Whenever a beast appears, it will emit dazzling lightning. Although the energy is intermittent, it is enough to stun ordinary big insects.
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The leaking house was equipped with a weak energy cover, and the rainwater spontaneously flowed down from the roof ridge, converging into a clear stream and flowing into the forest behind the village.
Wells were dug in villages, walls were built in villages, a weak human civilization sprouted here, and the most popular professional fighting skills were passed down here.
These transformations that secretly amazed the villagers of Arenas were all made by the third-level magician and Earl of the Kerry Goode family: Rodman!
During this period of transformation, Xiao Wangman followed Rodman and slowly began to see another magical lifestyle deep in his heart; this way can nourish the eyeballs and become powerful.
Can create light of hope.
As time passed, the forest around the village became denser and denser, and the trees seemed to be exhausted, with drooping branches and thin branches, as if they were sighing silently.
As time passed, the funnel in Sola's hand turned another 365 times. This year, Xiao Wangman turned ten years old.