Attribute panel: A little effort is the limit

"Hu Wei!"

Hu Wei, who was still standing on the well-dressed mound, was startled by a clear sound.

"You!"

Hu Wei sat on the ground and angrily pointed at Chen Hongyu who suddenly came out.

He was in a very sad mood just now, and he was almost half scared to death

At this time, Chen Hongyu was wearing a robe that had just been turned out, and he was still holding a little girl.

Fortunately, the battle just now was far away from Huangjia Village, otherwise I am afraid that there is nothing left in Huangjia Village at this moment.

"What are you, let me ask you, did you feel anything different just now?"

Chen Hongyu asked while putting Shen Zhiyi down.

"Just now? Just now I saw a tree that was high above the sky, just like the World Tree in Western mythology! I also heard a few loud noises, and I was almost deaf at the time, thinking that I heard the loud noise of God's creation, which was really terrible..."

As soon as he said just now, Hu Wei began to talk to himself.

"Okay, I'm not asking you what you see, what you hear, what you feel, is there any difference in feeling?"

Chen Hongyu immediately stopped Hu Wei as if he had found his faith and asked.

Speaking of which, the black thread on Hu Wei's body is about to dissipate.

However, the black lines on Hu Wei's body were originally very weak, and the clothed mounds were still exuding black gas, but they were like headless flies, fluttering with the wind and losing their guidance.

It seems that even if he didn't kill the monster, he was badly wounded.

But....

Looking at Shen Zhiyi, who was standing obediently on the side, Chen Hongyu was a little puzzled, why is there no black line on this child, isn't she a member of the Huang family?

"I picked up this child in the ruins, her surname is Shen, your village should be surnamed Hu, right?"

Chen Hongyu looked at Hu Wei and pointed at Shen Zhiyi and asked.

"This kid? I haven't seen it before, but it should be from our village, and there are basically no outsiders in our village, let alone living here..."

As he spoke, Hu Wei looked at Chen Hongyu again.

He almost forgot that it was this guy who killed their entire village.

"You think I'm their murderer? You're wrong! And a big mistake! The real murderer has long been ambushed, but I have not been able to kill him completely.

Chen Hongyu shook his head and said with a disappointed expression.

"I believe in you."

Hu Wei nodded, turned his head away, and said with a look of swallowing his anger.

"You kid! I tell you, your village worships an evil god, and you put aside your blood to give him blood! The loud noise just now meant that I was killing that evil god, but unfortunately he didn't kill him.

Looking at Hu Wei's appearance, Chen Hongyu said with a look of rotten wood that could not be carved.

"Evil gods? Did you see a black statue?

When Hu Wei heard about the blood donation, he suddenly remembered the scenes.

"Oh? It seems that you yourself know that you are worshipping evil gods, then damn it, die well!

Chen Hongyu snorted coldly and said dissatisfied.

And Hu Wei suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he remembered all the past memories!

He understood, he understood it all!

At the age of ten, all the children go to pay homage to Huang Xian.

According to Grandpa, the Yellow Immortal is the source of their strength, and the Yellow Immortal itself is a sable, and the statue is naturally a sable.

But when they entered the cave, they saw a huge black bat statue.

Immediately after his grandfather told him to drop his own blood, the appearance of this statue was transformed by the heart, but without exception, after donating blood, it became Wong Tai Sin, and his grandfather saw it as a cow when he was a child.

So he dripped blood, and the statue slowly turned into a yellow-skinned mink.

But unfortunately, his blood does not seem to be concentrated enough, and the dripping blood is not all submerged in the soil.

But even so, the grandson who is the patriarch is doing just as well in the village.

It wasn't until he was fourteen years old that his grandfather suddenly brought him to this place secretly.

He scribbled on him and kept him where he was, until the next day, when he suddenly found that the black statue had become a pitch-black bat again, and that the bat was ugly and hateful.

"Your blood is too low, don't stay in Huangjia Village, and go to the outside world, your parents are also there, and you will live a life of glory and wealth!"

It was the last thing his grandfather said to him.