Chapter 1097

"Stop, we'll be polite if we step into the village again." the leading man snapped.

The man's face was covered with wind and frost, and his big dark hands were covered with calluses. He didn't look old. He was in his thirties, but he already felt like a leader.

The leading man has reached level 5 and is the father of the child just now.

This is a snowy area, and the other party speaks Tibetan language. Yang Qun and Jing Jing can't understand it at first, but after reaching the seventh level of faith, Yang Qun only needs to understand it directly with ideas.

When everyone speaks, they will certainly think about the meaning of this sentence. They all turn into thoughts, which are interpreted by Yang Qun. They don't need any language at all.

Yang Qun didn't speak. The invisible light flickered and directly conveyed what they thought through the power of faith.

"We have no malice."

"We just passed by and saw your families curious to have a look."

Yang Qun's will is reassuring without a trace of hostility.

Those families looked at each other. They thought they heard the voice of the God. Only the God could communicate with them with the "God language".

Poop, poop

The two soldiers behind the man knelt down at the same time and said, "God is coming, God is coming!"

The man standing in the front looked surprised. He hurried back to the village.

"Father!!"

"Father!!"

When the wooden door of a family opened, an elderly man came out with a crutch. His appearance immediately attracted Yang Qun to see more. The breath of the sixth order was emitted by the old man.

Behind the old man, there was also the milk child, dragging the old man's hind legs to hide behind him. He seemed very afraid of life.

"Ah Wang, go back!" the strong man snapped. The child was so frightened that he hurried back to the wooden house.

So... That little boy's name is awan.

The old man's voice trembled. He came to Yang Qun trembling. With the help of his strong son, he knelt down slowly and worshipped Yang Qun.

"God... Lord God..."

Several men knelt down at the same time and shouted God in their mouth. It was really difficult for people to obey, but Yang Qun didn't stop them. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.

Although they ostensibly respect Yang Qun, they don't really regard Yang Qun as a God.

Because... Yang Qun didn't feel any power of faith.

In other words, they're just pretending.

"What's your name?" Yang Qun asked faintly.

"This is dagudoggi."

"This is my son zasigler."

"My name is zasigab..."

Zhaxigabu introduced tremblingly. His old body seemed unable to withstand the cold, and his face began to change.

"Don't pretend. I've seen that you are a strong man and a strong man of level 6."

Yang Qun's consciousness was swept and directly exposed.

Zhaxigabu, the most powerful old man, was immediately shocked. His eyes were shining with cold. A very cold energy rose from his hands. This force reduced the temperature of the surrounding space by another level. That force seemed to be the collection of this dense aura, and there was a living force in the extremely cold energy.

However, Yang Qun doesn't need to do it at all.

Quietly, the waterfall like long hair swayed with the cold wind. A very thin hair wound in the air like a swimming dragon and directly stabbed the energy in the old man's hand.

Devour Magic energy.

The devouring magic energy is launched, and an extremely strong destructive force erupts. This force contains the devouring magic energy of extinction vitality, which directly devours the blue and white light in the old man's hand. This hair is like a straw, which directly exhausts the energy.

The old man was frightened. He spread his hands in front of Yang Qun and Jing Jing, and shouted to his son behind him.

"They are those people!!"

"Zhaxigrad, go, take awan, go as far as you can, leave me alone!!"

The old man regarded Yang Qun and Jing Jing as enemies of life and death, and regarded these two people as "those people."

The old man was eager and firm. He stood in front of the door and didn't let him go. Even if he knew he was not the opponent of the other party, he had to protect his son and grandson from leaving.

"No! Father!"

"Even if I die, I will die with you!"

Zasigler didn't step back, his eyes said firmly.

At this time, the door of the wooden house was also opened, and the fat boy ran out. He threw a round stone at Yang Qun with a round stone in his hand.

"Go away, bad man, bad man!"

The child's voice is very lovely, but the anger in his eyes makes Yang Qun feel a little surprised. Does such a child know how to fight with his family?

"Father, there are no cowards in our family. Even your grandson awan will not retreat. Even if he dies here today, he will never retreat!!"

Zasigler's eyes almost spewed out anger. In his eyes, Yang Qun and Jing seemed to have a feud with him.

However, this makes Yang Qun and Jing a little confused.

These people... Why are they so sensitive, just show their anger, expose a little strength, and treat them like this?

There must be some serious misunderstanding.

"I said... We are here for the first time. Did you misunderstand something?" Yang Qun explained a little.

Zasigab's eyes were angry: "it's impossible. You killed all our people!!"

"It is you who have destroyed our home!"

"We've escaped here. Are you still unwilling to give up?"

"We won't give awan to you, even if it's death!"

The old man roared angrily. Another blue and white polar ice energy condensed in his hands, ready to fight Yang Qun again.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he also understood something from the old man's words.

They are an ethnic group. There are countless ethnic groups living in the snow region of Tibet. They are mysterious and United. They are the oldest ethnic group.

However, after the end of the world, powerful people looted their tribes.

The child named awan seemed to have some secrets. Finally, he fled with his secrets and some of his family.

The appearance of Yang Qun and quietly obviously made them misunderstand and and mistakenly think that they are the culprit of killing their own people, because they are too powerful.

Yang Qun quickly speculated about the cause and effect.

There was really a big misunderstanding.

"I don't need to know your secrets, and I'm not the group you say."

"We're just passing by and curious to see."

Yang Qun explained again that this time his consciousness was peaceful and soft, trying not to touch each other's nerves.

"Nonsense, that witch is the gang of inhuman demons. You demons killed all my people. Do you think I'm blind and still want to lie to me?"

Pointing to her quiet anger, zasigab said that her ability was so similar to the "Gang" who harmed his people that he didn't believe it at all.

Yang Qun was angry.

Who is he?

Lord of purgatory!!

Silence is his inverse scale. They wronged and slandered their lover!

Even if it's a sixth order strong man, it's still like mole ants.

In that case, the explanation doesn't make sense, so we can only go straight to the hard one!

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