Immemorial Pill Venerable

Chapter 233 inhuman

"Zhu Uncle, I will wipe your sweat..."

"Hu Aunt, what is delicious today!"

"Uncle Ying, the book is so difficult to understand, Huaer doesn't want to learn anymore."

The children spread out, girls Pounced into the arms of the brown fox demon and acted like a baby, the boy helped a few ferocious pig demon farming, and a few white-haired old monsters who were facing the eagle head complained.

If race is not mentioned, this is just like a normal family, a small and cozy village.

"Those children were blindfolded by the monsters and treated them as elders." Qin Hao's fire pupils flickered faintly, and the children were not blind, but when they looked towards the pig demon, they reflected The face into the field of vision is different. Perhaps in their eyes, the pig essence with a round fat body and an ugly face is a strong uncle.

Those vixen and eagles are the same, becoming kind aunts and kind Old Masters.

"foolish child, how can you do without studying, you can read Sage well, so that you can broaden your horizons and walk in the world in the future." The white-bearded goshawk stretched out his hand and stroked the heads of several children, teaching with heart .

The pig demon took a rest, and they also snatched the rakes and hoes from the hands of the boys, watching one after another slender child's botched farming, as if the pig demon were very distressed and couldn't bear them. Do rough work.

"Cough cough, passing by, begging for a cup of tea." Qin Hao cleared his voice and walked towards the hut.

With this clear cough, the farming pig demon, the cooking fox, and the teaching eagle all cast very vigilant eyes, subconsciously reaching out to block the children behind them.

"Human Race cultivator." A red fox has sharp eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, his cultivation base is very strong, we are not opponents." The eagle immediately sounded transmission to the fox, not afraid of death, but they died, what should this group of lonely children do.

Pig monsters also clenched their rakes and hoes, staring at Qin Hao cautiously and approaching. In that posture, if there is a slight abnormality, they will definitely rush forward to help the children.

"I'm not malicious, I'm thirsty, Senior, don't you mind?" Qin Hao communicated in a normal tone. Although the silhouette was all ugly and deformed, he tried his best to act like a Human Race.

"The guests come from afar, and the little old man serves tea for himself." The eagle head patted the child's shoulder in his arms: "Go, find your Aunt Hu."

"Ying. Uncle, we haven't seen anyone else in a long time." A girl watched Qin Hao walk with interest on her face, as did other children, as if apart from these "elders", they had never seen Human Race again.

"Flower, obedient." The brown fox shouted, and the girl walked over with her mouth pursing unwillingly. Then, a group of children were dragged into the hut by the fox demon and never come out.

"Guests, please come to the shed to drink tea." Eagle head reached out to Qin Hao, and signaled a few pig spirits to let go of their guards and not to do unnecessary struggles. The Human Race youth in front of him is extremely powerful. The eagle head can't see through, if they want to kill them, they almost have no ability to fight back.

"many thanks." Qin Hao moved towards the child's hut took a deep look, and followed the eagle head to another one.

"Guest, please." Eagle head brewed a cup of tea on the simple wooden table: "The cold house tea is bitter, please forgive me."

Qin Hao started and said nothing. , I tasted it, nodded and said: "Good tea."

The eagle's head froze slightly, saying that it was tea, but it was actually the white water they brought from the mountain stream. There was no tea at all. This youth has a very high cultivation base. In Human Race, it should be a great family younger generation. He praised Baishui?

"Guests, where do they come from." Eagle head said.

"Guishan." Qin Hao casually spoke of a passing city, but the city had long since turned into ruins, with bones everywhere.

"The guest laughed, since the flames are on, there is no one living in the land, how could you come from Guishan." The eagle head laughed helplessly, apparently knowing that this is a lie, sighed, stood up from the chair and faced Qin Hao took the initiative to kneel: "You do it, please leave a whole body, besides... those children are pitiful, if the guests still have a trace of mercy, please take them back to the Human Race Holy City and place them as you like, even if they are left behind. It's okay to be a little beggar on the street."

After that, the eagle's head is pleading and bowing.

"I think you have misunderstood." Qin Hao was very surprised: "Although I am not from Guilin, I have come from far away. I just passed by and wanted to ask some questions. I definitely didn't want to kill you."

"Are you not a person of sin refining?" Eagle head lifts the head.

"No." Qin Hao replied.

"Is that... an expert from Yanzhu Holy City?" Eagle head asked again.

"Nor." Qin Hao shook his head: "I'm just passing by, and I am not familiar with it. I hope Fellow Daoist will inform about the forces of this land."

Hao brought it here, and now it is certain that they are in a small plane under the jurisdiction of the killing world, but Qin Hao does not know exactly where it is. Therefore, he needs to ask clearly at the moment, which powerhouse area of ​​influence can be easily crossed. The killing world.

"Huh." The eagle exhaled a heavy breath and slowly got up: "You are indeed not from the Sin Refining Cult and Holy City, because they do not have such an attitude. You are welcome."

"hope to hear the details." Qin Hao heard the sorrow of the eagle head: "Why is the city ruined all over the world, and corpses everywhere across the field."

"Do guests know about a hundred years of beacon?" Eagle head said.

"I don't know." Qin Hao doesn't know everything here.

"This..." The eagle stared at Qin Hao, his eyes flashed with horror, as if he had confirmed something from his heart: "A hundred years of beacon, it is the battle of God of Slaughter. In the battle of China, the flames of fire for five hundred years have ceased, and the killing will not stop. All living creatures need to endure the baptism of the way of killing."

The way the Lord of Killing manages the killing world is different from that of other God Worlds. It is cruel. It is a cycle of five hundred years. Whenever the beacon is lit, the scale of the killing world is out of balance, and the various traditions, hundreds of tribes, and looting and plunder do not need to follow any rules.

Only one, kill!

As long as you are strong, you can kill everything until you live alone.

Unless the beacon is extinguished, the killing and blood will never stop on the entire God World dimension.

In the beginning, everyone was not so confused. Holy Land still obeyed some morals silently, but later as the development of several cycles, whenever the flames ignited, they all turned into demons.

Because you don’t kill, you are killed.

In order to survive, in order to protect our own clansman and dísciple, we must kill other sect forces.

It will take five hundred years for the beacon to go out. In these five hundred years, everyone has only one way to go, and that is to kill tirelessly, and to survive when the beacon is extinguished.

"Why did God of Slaughter do this?" Even though Qin Hao experienced countless storms and the sword world was destroyed before, after hearing the words of the eagle's head, he still felt pointed.

The killing world is simply inhuman!

The eagle shook his head: "God's will, how can the mortal ants guess, we can only live according to the rules set by God."

Five hundred years of life, five hundred years Killing, Eagle Head is fortunate to be born before the opening of the beacon. During that five hundred years, the killing world was a normal world. Although conquest and killing were still inevitable, most races were calm and normal birth, aging, sickness. and death.

However, the next five hundred years will be hell!

Now, those children who have lost their parents are living in hell. They are a group of humble demons, picking up small lives from the blood of the entire world, hiding in this remote mountain forest. , Forged a fragile line, so that the poor life could survive, doing everything possible to allow them to continue the knowledge of Human Race.

"People kill people, and demons save people, it's really..." Qin Hao said silently.

"Guest, this Heavenly Dao is not where you should be. Find a way to leave as soon as possible. The farther the better, leave this Heavenly Dao, leave the entire killing world, and never come back." The eagle's head burst into tears, like weeping blood.