Chapter 1381

The earth is crumbling. Looking around, there are ruins everywhere.

Familiar villagers, faces covered with dust and fear.

Under the collapsed house in the distance, blood was flowing out.

Sobbing and crying, with the sound of roar, in the non-stop into the ear.

This is what everyone sees and hears at the moment.

At this time, a figure suddenly stood up.

The midday sun falls from the top of the sky.

People squint, only feel that this figure in the familiar, at this time also with a trace of solemn and desolate flavor.

The next moment, people will see, stand up from the crowd, step by step at the moment, with perseverance to the huge monster, it is their Shijie village head.

Many villagers don't remember how old the village head is this year.

In many people's impression, when they were young, the village head was the village head, and it seems that it has always been the same.

However, if you recall carefully, decades ago, the back of the village head seemed not as humpy as it is now, and when walking, it was far more powerful than it is now.

In recent decades, everyone in the village knows that when the village head was young, he was once a warrior, and a warrior who fought with mountain bandits in Longji mountain.

But Shijie village has not been attacked by mountain bandits for so many years, so the village head has never had a chance to show his hand in front of the villagers.

Although occasionally there are some young people who are not sensible and want to have a hand with the village head under the name of asking for advice, the village head always laughs and refuses, saying that the elder bullies the younger generation and is going to be gossiped by others.

There are also such words as "bullying the small with the big is a taboo in the practice world".

In a word, a village head who claimed to be a warrior has never seen him do it for so many years.

In the early years, some people were naturally unconvinced.

But later, the village head did do things for the village.

Even some of the young people in the village had extraordinary skills because of some of his verbal instructions. Although there was no warrior, the changes in the village were still in the eyes of everyone.

As a result, the village head was gradually respected by the villagers and became the most intelligent elder in the village.

Moreover, a group of teenagers in Shijie village have begun to learn martial arts at the age of about 10 under the direction of the village head and the guidance of the extraordinary villagers.

According to the village head's words, in the next 20 years, Shijie village will surely have warriors in Zhenwu.

By that time, life in the village will be better.

A village head, who claimed to be a warrior, was recognized and respected by the villagers for his wisdom and foresight.

As for the fact that he always said he was a warrior, many people would have forgotten it if the village head hadn't talked about it from time to time.

Now, the fact that the village head is a warrior has become a kind joke of the villagers.

No one cares if the village head is a real warrior, and even if he is such an old man, what do you expect him to do?

But just today, when the village was attacked by a monster, all the villagers were facing death, and no one dared to resist, the old village head stood up.

Although old, the body bone is not as strong as it used to be.

But the warrior is not only to cultivate himself, but also to protect the soil and water under his feet.

In all the people's panic and doubt eyes, the village head step by step to the place that should have been his home.

Not long ago, the blue brick house was smashed into ruins by the purple golden ape.

The village head looked in the ruins, then turned his back to the people and bent down.

"Well?" Seeing this scene, the villagers could not help but make a confused voice.

Including the village head's son, at the moment, they are quietly shouting in the distance: "Dad, Dad, what are you doing? Come back quickly!"

In everyone's mind, at this time can not help but produce such an idea: the village head is old, today by such a huge stimulation, so crazy.

But at this time, the village head's waist suddenly sank.

The next moment, his thin back, but suddenly burst out a golden iron horse, iron and blood momentum!

Suddenly, a smell of blood and fire came out of him.

A big drink, the village head's arm, into the ruins, and then jerked up.

Click!

Shua!

A long black gold knife was suddenly pulled out of the ruins by him.

When he turned around again, the village head's smiling face was more serious and resolute than ever.

There is a sharp edge in the eyes.

It seems that there is infinite power in the body under the coarse cloth gown.

The villagers not far away can feel the change of the village head at the moment.

People's eyes, can't help but start to open, open.

Even the son of the village head, at this moment, could not help but take a breath and murmured: "when did my family... Have this knife?"

"Village head..."

"The village head is really a warrior..."

"The village head didn't lie..."

"He is a warrior..."

The sound of the road, in the crowd, began to spread out.

For a moment, the fact that the village head was a warrior was even more shocking than the monster attack and the public.

Although everyone knows that even the strongest warrior can not be the opponent of this huge monster, let alone the old village head.

But at this moment, the village head's decisive and resolute momentum seems to have cast a wall in the hearts of the villagers to protect them.

Although there are thousands of dangers ahead, I will always guard in front of you.

Holding a long black gold knife, the village head, with a cold face, starts to speed up, and rushes towards the purple gold ape.

With the speed increasing, the air in front of him was oppressed, and there were bursts of explosions, as if an explosion was brewing.

Accelerating to the extreme, the village head jumped up, raised his long knife over the top, and chopped the ape demon.

A burst of drinking, now also clearly into the ears of everyone at the scene.

"Angry blood cut!"

One is a purple golden ape with a body like a mountain and a mouth like a black hole; One is an old, thin, white haired old man.

But at this moment, the scene of the old man facing the purple golden ape was stunned by all the villagers at the scene, as well as those in the caravan. In their mind, it solidified into an eternal picture.

Look up and squint at the scene.

This picture, knowing that he was going to die, was still courageous. Suddenly, it collided with a certain memory in Chu Yan's mind.

"What if it never comes back?"

"Never come back."

"Some things, there is no right, only willing or not."

"My name is Tang Qiuyun. I'm a pulse setting sanxiu."

"Chu Yan, go! It's me they're after. Go away

"My teacher is the bravest person I've ever met and an example in my life, so I won't fall here."

"She's my companion, and I won't let you take away her natural constitution."

"Before Chu Yan comes back, give it to me, Shura!"

Countless voices, men and women, sounded in his brain.