Chapter 870

"Fenglang, you are not in the pool. Your future achievements are limitless. I'm satisfied that I can know you and become your woman. I hope you don't forget me!" Bai Yanshuang said quietly and sighed: "I wish I could live with you, but the Han nationality has a long way to go. I can't get rid of it. I can only cherish the time we have. I hope you don't blame me!"

Wind Yi Mo forced to hold Bai Yanshuang, weak woman shoulder so heavy responsibility, he is very distressed, "Yanshuang, you can rest assured, I will always stand on your side!"

"Thank you, Feng Lang!"

Two people depend on each other and lie, stir up four shoots, crazy toss a night, the next day, wind Yi Mo then embarked on the journey, to the demon world south region.

With a nine level high-level red flame tiger as a mount, it's fast and energy-saving, but it took a month to walk out of the northern region and enter the middle region. In the previous battle with the Nine Tailed Fox demon king, Feng Yimo didn't let Chigang and Fang Rongrong fight. He just didn't want to reveal the fact that they had been subdued. Otherwise, the Nine Tailed Fox demon king told the nine headed snake demon king that their people would suffer.

This time, going to the southern region, not only to unite with Jinpeng demon king, but also to secretly accept the Bifang clan and the ChiYan tiger clan.

There is a world of difference between the central and northern regions. The northern region is covered with ice and snow, and the central region is desolate. The soil is dark red. To Feng Yimo's delight, he finally sees human beings.

More than 700 li away from the junction of central and northern regions, I saw a small village. When you enter a human village, Chigang becomes human. Otherwise, you will scare the villagers to death.

There are only more than 40 families living in low thatched cottages in the village. The villagers are yellow and thin, and their eyes are dull. The whole village is full of lifelessness.

Look around, is full of wasteland, yellow brown mound, some low plants grow feebly, branches hanging some fruit, a few children are struggling to pick fruit.

The plants were covered with thorns, and the children were scratched with thorns, but they ignored them.

Wind Yi Mo see the child is very hard, a wave of hands, the fruit on the plant flew down, fall all over the ground, those children rush up, robbed.

Left a five or six-year-old child slow, nothing to grab, urgent cry. Feng Yimo takes out a fist sized peach like a magic trick and hands it to the child: "little brother, here you are!"

Looking at it, the child seemed to feel that it was better than the wild fruit. He grabbed it, opened his mouth and chewed it. He cried happily: "it's delicious, it's delicious!"

Feng Yimo saw that there was a fruit in the thorn plant cluster. He waved, took it, rubbed it, put it in his mouth, bit it, and vomited. Because the fruit was bitter and astringent, it was hard to swallow, but the children still ate it with relish.

After two bites, the child seemed to think of something. Instead of continuing to eat, he turned and ran back to a hut. He handed the peach to a four or five-year-old girl who was sitting on the ground and playing: "sister, you can eat it. It's delicious!"

Feng Yi Mo was more or less moved, sighed, took out a peach, walked into the little boy's home, handed it to the little girl: "she ate this, you ate yours!"

The little boy was very happy. He took it for his sister and didn't say thank you. Maybe in his heart, there was no word thank you at all.

"My Lord, can you give us some more food?" From the thatched cottage came out a skinny man, about thirty years old, but he was as old as sixty or seventy years old, and his clothes were in tatters.

Although Feng Yimo sympathized with them, he didn't take out the food blindly. Instead, he asked, "brother, what's the situation here and why is it so desolate?"

The man sighed, "this is Xiaotang village. We have lived here for generations. We can make a living by planting some cassava. Although we are not rich, we can feed ourselves. However, human beings have no status in the demon world. The purpose of living is to work for the demon tribe and serve as their food. We all hope to get rid of it as soon as possible, but we are reluctant to give up our children. "

Feng Yimo nods. Through the mouth of Zhong Lin and Han Shu, he understands the current situation of human beings in the demon world. Monks all serve the demon family, let alone these mortals. As the man said, the purpose of living is to serve as the blood food of the demon.

But what can he do? With sympathy, but help more, so, wind Yi Mo took out a piece of cooked meat, handed to the man.

When the man saw the cooked meat, his dark eyes lit up. He snatched it and ate it with a vengeance, regardless of his son and daughter.

Fortunately, the little boy and his sister ate a big peach, and they were not hungry.

"Wu, er..." The man ate a large piece of cooked meat, suddenly covered his stomach, with a look of pain on his face and panic in his eyes, and slowly fell down.

The wind Yi Mo long sighed a breath, this person sees to eat not to want to die, support oneself dead, he is can save this person not false, but next time who save?

Seeing his father's appearance, the little boy was frightened. He threw the peach stone in his hand and jumped on his father. "Dad, Dad, what's the matter with you? Daddy

Wind Yi Mo pulled up the little boy, "your father died, he died.""No, you're lying. My father won't die! My father will not die

The little boy cried and cried, broke away from Feng Yimo's hand, and lay on the man, shaking hard. He didn't see it. The man's mouth showed a smile of relief.

Feng Yimo and the little boy cried enough and said, "your father is dead. From today on, how about your brother and sister following me?"

He wants to send them to Xumi bracelet, where they can live a carefree life.

"You are a bad man. You killed my father!" The little boy's hateful eyes were fixed on Feng Yimo and cried out: "you are a bad man!"

Feng Yimo smiles bitterly and shakes his head. With a wave of his hand, the little boy and his sister disappear. When they open their eyes, they see a green grassland with fresh air. From time to time, there are wild animals running out. In the distance, there is a wide river. The wooden house they built is still there. The little boy immediately forgets his hatred and pulls his sister to run.

Behind the wooden house is a garden with many vegetables and two fruit trees, from which the peaches are picked.

"Wow, this is great!" The little boy laughed, very happy, looking at the following wind Yi Mo: "brother, do you want us to live here?"

Wind Yi Mo nods, "of course."

"That's great. Can we have other children from our village come too?" The little boy looked at Feng Yimo with hope.

Wind Yi Mo nods again, "OK!"

With that, he Shua disappeared. The next moment, all the children who robbed the wild fruit together appeared in the Xumi bracelet. When they saw everything in front of them, they were all shocked.

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