Vol 3 Chapter 2207: Castle Peak is still

This little girl, originally called clean dust, why was it driven out?
I was driven out, and I have to take risks to collect medicine. How will this little girl live in the future...
Looking at the little girl's touch, but in his teens, his body is full of dust. Xiao Chen is a bit sad, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to live in the wilderness.
"Don't cry, I promise you to bring this herb back. But you told me why you were driven out, who is driving you out, your parents?"
Xiao Chen’s series of questions made the little girl a bit stunned.
The watery eyes looked at Xiao Chen, and he did not know which one to answer first.
Xiao Chen knew that he was in a hurry, sighed, and then eased his tone. He asked again: "What about your parents?"

There is no parents in the dust, and they die when they are very young.

Poor child, originally an orphan, Xiao Chen continued to ask: "Who is driving you away?"
"The grandfather of the village, the grandfather of the village, let the little dust go as far as possible, oh... but the younger brother is sick, don't step on the medicine and go back to Lingyu, what should the younger brother do, hehe..."
The little girl seems to have suffered a lot of grievances, and she is worried about her brother’s illness and crying even more.
Xiao Chen didn't ask again. After the girl calmed down, she continued to ask: "Where is your village?"
"there!"
The little girl pointed in one direction. Xiao Chen’s gods broke into the eyes and looked far and wide. There was indeed a village more than 100 miles away.
Bring the little girl up, Xiao Chen took her and began to hurry.
"Big brother, I can't go back, the grandfather of the village will be angry?" The little girl said with some fear: "Big brother, take me back the herbs I took, and the little dust can't go back..."
Xiao Chen looked at the distant sunset and whispered: "The sky is going to be dark. Where can you go?"
More than one hundred miles, for Xiao Chen, it doesn't take long.
Above the halfway, Xiao Chen met a group of hooligans riding a strange animal.
In the wilderness, the rogue is like sand, everywhere. The place of bloodshed, morality is difficult, chaos and killing coexist.
Xiao Chen did not talk to the other party, even did not give the other party a chance to open, feeling the fierceness of the other party.
The left hand grabbed the eyes of the small dust, and the right hand banged out.
The hundred hooligans in front of them, together with the beasts riding on them, all turned into a pool of blood.
After releasing his hand, the little dust smashed his eyes, and the group of bad guys just disappeared.
Looking at the Quartet environment, I am getting more and more familiar.
Little dust was looking forward to it, and there was some fear. I didn’t dare to speak in Xiao Chen’s arms.
When the sky is dark, Xiao Chen comes to the village.
There are about a hundred households in the village. The four sides use a simple guardrail of Leimuwei City, which is used to prevent the dirty things at night.
Thundering wood, in the wilderness, a kind of wood used for making some dirty things.
Most of the gathering places such as villages have this kind of wood, and the fences that surround them look like stockades.
At this moment, the weather is getting late, and many villagers are blessing the guardrail. When they see Xiao Chen and the girl in his arms, they suddenly panic.
"Come to the village chief, Xiaoqing is back!"
"Hurry up!"
These villagers left their lives and ran back in panic, but it made Xiao Chen somewhat suspicious.
The small dust that was put down, I saw this scene, and I was so sad that I couldn’t help but cry again.
After a while, the villagers surrounded a thin and thin old man. The old man looked at the little dust and looked at Xiao Chen. He sighed and said: "Take her back, this little man, heaven. It’s getting dark, come in and talk.

The old man is not high, but the people who survive in the wilderness are far more powerful than the mortals outside.
If you don't adapt to this harsh environment, you can't live. Therefore, the old man looks like he is old, but his spirit is not bad.
Xiao Chen saw that this old man is not like a bad person. He whispered: "The village head, this is the herb that Xiaoqing has collected outside, and wants to give her brother."
Xiao Qing Chen tears his eyes, holding the herb over, crying: "The grandfather of the village, the little dust does not go in, this herb grandfather helped me sell, take care of my brother, he is sick, I am afraid no one Take care of him."
The village chief, a long sigh, a trace of sadness in the eyes of the vicissitudes of life, faint tears flashing.
"Come in, it’s getting dark, what's the matter, after the dawn, you can go see your brother, and everyone has been taking care of him."
"really?"
The little dust smashed his eyes, but some still did not dare to go in.
Xiao Chen did not speak, picked her up and went straight into the village head.
The sky will be dark, and the villagers will quickly close the wooden door of the stockade and sprinkle a layer of black lime soil along the side.
After sending the small dust to his home, Xiao Chen, who couldn’t keep up the dust, bent over and said: "Thank you, big brother, I went to see my brother."
Its wooden house, Xiao Chen did not go in.
The village chief, sighed and took Xiao Chen to the side.
"How does the father call it?"
The head of the village said: "I am old and old, and the village is shouting a singer."
"Then I will call you the Seven Lords."
The head of the village quickly said: "I can't make it impossible. The little brother is not an ordinary person at first glance, and the eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and Zhong Lingxiu bones can call me this old man."
"Nothing, let's talk in one step."
Qiye led Xiao Chen and came to his house.
There are other people in the room. When I heard that the seven guests said that the guests had come, they quickly took out the drinks and began to entertain.
Unexpectedly, in the rough animal skin wine bag, the wine poured out is delicious and unexpected.
Xiao Chen squandered and said with amazement: "Good wine, Qiye, this is my own wine?"
The seven-year-old is full of wrinkled faces, revealing a smile: "Well, a little craftwork from the ancestors."
There are some honest young people next to me: "How is it a small craft, the wine made by our seven masters is a must. The wine made by the ancestors, but in the sacred feast of the desert city, has appeared."
Desert city!
Among the wilderness, the largest city can be regarded as a holy city. The ancient city is much more distant than the dragon city of the Dragon Empire.
Gathering the power of the world is a dazzling pearl in the wilderness.
As for the feast of heaven, it is even more difficult.
The sacred place of the Holy Land, every banquet, will hold a banquet, banqueting all parties, can attract the forces of the eight parties, is a rare event in the world.
Qiye sighed: "It's all past events. This year, the world is too chaotic, the materials are hard to find, and the craftsmanship of winemaking has already been lost in my generation. In this year, what is the use of winemaking? ..."
The words of the seven masters, sentimental, in the words, revealed that the focus is heavy and sad.
Xiao Chen opened the topic: "Seven Ye, why do you want to catch up with the dust, I don't think you are a sultry person. Is there any bitter water in it?"
"Dapeng is on the same day with the wind, and it has skyrocketed for 90,000 miles. Your younger brother is very imposing, and sooner or later you have to fly to the sky. In the hundreds of millions of miles, in our small village, even the water droplets in Dapeng’s eyes are not counted. Brother, why bother to take care of this?"
The old man saw the extraordinary, and saw that Xiao Chen was an unusual warrior, saying that he had a good future.
The sesame little things in the village are nothing compared to his world, so let them ignore it.
Just like Dapeng, you won't notice that when you take off, the little fish that jumps with the waves.
It is skyrocketing, blinking is a thousand miles, blinking into the air, can only look to the front, in order to fly higher and farther.
The words of the Seven Lords are refusing and polite. There are still some pride, I don't want to ask strangers to help, I see very clearly, you and I are two world people.
"Seven Ye, this is not the case." Xiao Chen was a little surprised, put down the wine glass, want to say something.
However, he was interrupted by Qiye: "In the wilderness, one day does not bleed, there is no dead person on that day, even the saints can't solve it. You don't have to worry about your little brother. Life is alive, each has its own life... You are here today. Take a rest for a night."
Xiao Chen saw it, and he was helpless. He knew that this was an urgent matter.
Silent all night.
At sunrise, Xiao Chen walked out of the house and saw the villagers gather together to worship a lonely mountain in the distance.
The Lonely Peak is a green hill with a green body, but there is no vegetation, as if it were completely made of gold.
Xiao Chen observed a little, his brows were wrinkled, and he could not help but wonder.
This green hill, with its extraordinary momentum, rises up from the ground, and it reveals a sharp sigh of relief. Going to the top of the mountain, this momentum will come to an abrupt end.
Above the mountain, it is a platform that is neat and smooth, like being cut off.
After waiting for these people to worship, Xiao Chen found out the honest young people in the house of Qiye yesterday.
The young man heard this question and scratched his head: "I don't know, there are weird, this is a million miles. It is said that every morning, I will worship this green hill, the rules uploaded by my ancestors, I am not I know what to worship. After I have finished, I feel really solid and strange."
"Nobody went to see it?"
"There is not clean, even if the day passes, it is also cloudy. Close to 10,000 meters, I dare not pass, and the Seven Lords have always warned us not to pass."
Xiao Chen’s doubts in his heart are not even worse.
The young man suddenly came over and whispered: "I have heard the old man in the village say that this mountain was originally a leader, and it has always been a leading mountain! Later, when the leader is broken, it is not clean."