I was revived as a hero and became an idol

Chapter 337
Jia Yingxiong looked at the little girl with a snotty nose, and slowly moved forward, squatting down to look at her.

His eyes were at the same level, and he could see some fear in the other's eyes.

He didn't know what the other party was afraid of,
He is such a gentle and handsome guy, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"What's your name?"

Jia Yingxiong tried his best to sound gentle.

"Barbara Rahulahu Eggplant." Seemingly sensing his kindness, the little girl timidly reported her name.

Eggplant. Eggplant?

Barbara?
Rahulahu?

Little Moxian's whole body changed?So he actually arrived at the Fairy Castle?

"Good name." Jia Yingxiong put his hand on the little girl's head, stroked it lightly, and said softly, "Where are your parents?"

The little girl seemed to feel Jia Yingxiong's kindness, and she didn't seem so scared, but when she heard "Mom and Dad", she showed a lost and sad expression.

The little girl, Eggplant, shook her head and said, "Mom and Dad are gone, I've never seen them before."

Hearing her words, nearly half of the children showed the same expression.

Apparently their parents were gone too.

"Big Brother, are you here to arrest us?" The little girl continued, but this remark aroused the panic of the other children, and they all hid behind the village grandfather, looking at Jia Yingxiong warily.

"Eggplant, don't talk nonsense, he is a distinguished guest brought back by grandpa!"

The grandfather of the village, an old man of the Baba tribe, scolded nervously.

Then he stepped forward, pulled the eggplant back, and humbly apologized to Jia Yingxiong. The adult Baba men and women who were farming and working around all noticed the strangeness here, and ran over with sickles and hoes.

Holding a sickle and a hoe, he looked nervously at Jia Yingxiong and the other three.

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Seeing their nervousness, Jia Yingxiong felt a little aggrieved. He was obviously so polite, how could he do such a thing, besides, why did he arrest them.

This feeling of being misunderstood is very uncomfortable.

"Brother Xiong!"

But at this time, Yan Ling stepped forward, stopped in front of the Baba tribe, and stared at them vigilantly.

"You actually used our sympathy to bring us here, are you trying to get rid of us?"

"Who ordered you to do this!"

"Forget it, no matter who told you to do this, but I am here, you can never do it!"

The armed energy emanating from the Yanling formed a huge oppressive force, like a gust of hurricane hitting the Baba tribe, and the Baba tribe were all scared and bowed their heads in an instant.

"Flame spirit."

But at this time, Jia Yingxiong stopped her.

He reached out and patted her shoulder, and the oppressive force was taken back instantly.

"Don't be impulsive, they didn't mean that."

Jia Yingxiong looked at the hundreds of people in front of him with a smile on his face, and then looked playfully at the old man of the Baba tribe ahead, the grandfather of the village that the children said.

"I don't think you brought us back because of this situation, right?"

The old man came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly dissuaded the tribe, and then asked the tribe to take the child back, while he walked forward with an apologetic face.

"I'm very sorry, distinguished guest, the Babas are often hunted down, so everyone is more sensitive."

"The child didn't mean it either, please forgive me."

Jia Yingxiong looked at him playfully and said, "The child didn't mean it, but you did, didn't you?"

Hearing Jia Yingxiong's words, the old man paused for a moment, and then said hastily: "Dear guest, I don't understand what you are talking about, but please come and sit in the old man's humble house."

Seeing that the old man was hesitant to speak, Jia Yingxiong didn't ask any further questions. He took Jia Mio and Yan Ling and followed him to a hut made of mud.

The interior of the hut is very simple, and most of the furniture items are handmade, but there are also traces of technological creations.

"Please sit down."

There are no extra chairs in the hut, and there is a built-up hearth in the center, surrounded by a few futons made of linen.

If you have to describe it, it's like a yurt.

This gave Jia Yingxiong a feeling of returning to his previous life and traveling on the prairie.

As Jia Yingxiong sat down, a small flame burst out from the old man's hand, which ignited the firewood in the stove, and immediately a scent of herbs came over his face.

But Jia Yingxiong didn't care, he was staring at the old man's hands rubbing flames, and fell into deep thought.

That posture just now, couldn't it be magic?
Or is it a supernatural power?
No matter what it is, it means that this Baba old man has fighting power, and he doesn't want to look so weak.

Although it is not difficult to rub out the flames, Yanling's armament endowed her with the ability of Honglian Yehuo.

But he just felt that it was weird for this old man to do this.

Not a guess, just a hunch.

"Are you an armed soldier too?!"

Yan Ling immediately stood up, took out the armed sword, put it on the neck of the old man, and accidentally chopped off a strand of hair.

Quiet.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Quietly, you can clearly hear the sound of firewood burning and cracking in the flames.

The old man looked at the big sword on his neck, with cold sweat on his face, but he still looked at Jia Yingxiong with an apologetic expression.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jia Yingxiong felt a little familiar.

"Sorry again, I'm not some kind of armed warrior, this is the innate ability of our Baba people"

"Flame spirit."

Jia Yingxiong waved his hand to let Yanling come back.

It's just that Yan Ling didn't take back the armed sword, but stood guarding the sword with both hands.

"I'm not interested in the innate abilities of your Babas. I just want to know, what is your purpose?"

Jia Yingxiong stood solemnly.

The old man's village also showed a serious expression at this time.

He slowly moved to the side, and Jia Yingxiong realized at this time that the old man was sitting on his knees just now, and it didn't take long before he moved to his side and prostrated himself.

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Is it such a big gift just to meet?

"Please bless us Babas."

The old man knelt down and bowed sincerely.

Jia Yingxiong didn't speak to him, but quietly looked at the village of the old man kneeling in front of him.

After a long time, the village of the old man disappeared.

Jia Yingxiong asked, "Why?"

What he meant was actually why he was looking for him.

But the meaning understood here in the old man's village is, "Why should I protect you."

"The prophet of the Baba tribe once prophesied that after the Baba tribe suffered annihilation, they would meet the savior of light in the near future. He would bless and guide the Baba tribe to rise again!"

The old man raised his head, with fiery eyes in his eyes, and slowly raised his hands and shouted: "And you who saved the planet Batanle are the savior in the prophecy, and the light that radiates from you is so dazzling! "

"Please bless the Baba people, for this reason we are willing to worship you for generations!"

(End of this chapter)