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Chapter 115: The Second Ancestral Land(1/2)

In front of me is a majestic city. It is actually just a big town, but it is much more magnificent than Shicun.

The city wall was more than fifty meters high, and the soldiers patrolling the city walls were as blood as wolf smoke, rushing straight into the sky.

It is enough to see that each body is extraordinary. Although he has not reached the realm of Cave Heaven, he still needs tens of thousands of kilograms of strength.

This is just the most ordinary guard. It is conceivable that there must be a cave heaven or even a spiritual realm in this important border town.

Ancient countries were vast and boundless, commanding billions of miles of countryside. One of the powerful kings and princes had hundreds of millions of fiefs, or even more than one billion people.

Such a huge territory is naturally difficult to manage one by one, and one can only establish a giant city in the center of each area to shock it.

Once a riot occurs in this area, the masters in the giant city will quickly move out and quell the chaos like thunder.

In fact, the Shi Kingdom was in its prime and was far from an era when the chaos needed to be quelled.

Especially in recent hundreds of years, the Human Emperor's runes have been spreading to heaven, the divine power is vast, and the national strength is becoming more and more prosperous, and no one dares to betray it.

Only in this small town may it be less stable, because foreign races come to detain the pass from time to time.

They looted the human race and devoured living creatures, but this was nothing to the vast ancient country.

"Let's go." Li Yi spoke softly and walked into the city as he pulled Shi Hao up.

Qinglinying was placed outside the border of Shiguo by him. This time they had to enter the city with caution.

Arrive carefully at the second ancestral land of Shiguo, try to be as low-key as possible, and not be too ostentatious.

After they entered the border, the Qinglin Eagle would sneak in through the clouds while the night was in the dark and enter the border wasteland.

Its strength is not particularly strong, and it will not pay special attention to or target when entering the border of Shiguo.

If it is stronger, it will inevitably arouse the alertness of some strong people if it enters.

Shi Hao stood on his shoulders. The hairball's fur is now dull and his eyes are dull, like a silly monkey, completely losing its previous agility.

The two of them were walking on the wide road, with many merchants coming and going on the road.

They went in and out of the primitive mountains and forests and purchased animal skin elixirs from those far away tribes. Although it was dangerous to travel back and forth, the profit was extremely considerable.

In addition, there are some hunters covered in blood, walking with their prey on their backs.

They walked through this small town and traveled thousands of miles again, and finally arrived successfully in front of the dilapidated ancestral land.

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At noon, the sun was very strong and the sun was full. However, a dilapidated manor in front of them seemed to be dull.

Many buildings collapsed, and there were many birds living in them, but it was difficult to see people.

They did not get close to it immediately, and first investigated it from afar.

There are four villages and a small town gathering around it, which naturally looks very special in this vast western Xinjiang.

Usually, you can only see a village by crossing mountains and ridges.

These villages initially mainly used to support dilapidated ancestral lands, and eventually formed such a gathering place.

This is a place of exile, but ordinary people cannot enter. Only those who have a prominent status in the Stone Clan will be exiled here.

"Oh! I'm getting more and more dead. Another person left at the beginning of this month. What if they all left, what should I do if the little pitiful person is left?"

An old man drove a ox cart away from the dilapidated farm, and he sent fruits, prey and other food.

Although there are some servants in the village, the place seems deserted, like an abandoned land, desolate and silent.

"Grandpa Hai, bring Dahei next time! Let it play with me for a while."

In the shabby farm, a thin child sat on the steps and waved his hand hard, while talking while coughing, his little face pale.

"Okay, I will definitely bring him here next time and let him play with you." The old man driving the beast cart away spoke.

Then he sighed a long time and said a little unbearable, "It's a sin! Such a young child has no relatives or playmates, guarding this old Zhuangzi like a tomb mound, alas!"

In the original place, Xiao Budian stood in the woods and looked at all this, muttering to himself, "Is that the other me? He is here alone and unhappy for me.

I have such a poor health and my feet are broken. Is it because I have been hurt?"

Li Yi patted his shoulder lightly, "It's okay, then we will take this child back to Shicun, and some injuries on our feet will be cured."

However, a servant sat carelessly on the threshold of the manor, "Young Master, another ancestor has passed away.

I see that the remaining one is still a few days away, and your life will be sad at that time!"

No matter how much he heard, he had no respect, and he had a little joke.

"You're talking nonsense, Grandpa will not die!" The pale child retorted loudly with tears in his eyes and kept coughing.

"Then just look..." The servant didn't finish his words.

A slightly fat man walked out of the doorman beside him. Judging from his status, he was obviously higher than these servants.

After he walked out, he slapped the servant's mouth twice without saying a word.

"If you want to die, I will send you into the old forest to feed the beasts tomorrow." The slightly fat man was very angry.

He was already very angry when he was transferred here. Where did the people around him come from? They all had no eyesight.

What are they? They are servants, and they cannot ridicule even if the master's family is in a downturn.

Even if there are all exiled members of the Stone tribe here, they are members of the Stone tribe, and they are just servants.

Once this is said, if something happens to this child one day, all of them will be dead.

They even have to protect this child and let the child survive.

If something really happened to this child one day, all of them would have to eat the melons together.

A slightly fat man actually has a headache. Some people want to let the child die, but if the child dies, he will not be able to escape death.

But if you don’t follow the above, you will still die, either of them orally.

He was also worried and angry, and he had nowhere to vent his worries, but the servant hit his gun.

The servant who was slapped in his face was swollen, but he didn't dare to say anything more, just lowered his head.

The child didn't speak, with tears in his eyes, holding the wall, and running towards the depths of the manor.

He is very lonely, always in the huge manor, with no relatives or a playmate.

There are only clear and cold dilapidated buildings, and some old windows squeak after the wind blows.

The child kept walking in, and came to a relatively spacious yard. He pushed open a mahogany door that had been completely wiped out and called out, "Grandpa."

On that old bed was lying a white-haired old man, his face as golden as paper and as angry as a wandering silk. His eyes were very dull, and he had already lost the glory of being a powerful man when he was young.

"Grandpa Grandpa, are you okay?" The little pale and very thin child spoke.

"It's okay, your grandfather is so lucky." The old man seemed to be trying to cheer up and pretend to be very strong.

However, even though I tried my best to hold the bed with my hands, I still couldn't sit up.

Outside the door, Xiao Buddian's big eyes were red, and he stared at this scene blankly.

In his subconscious memory, I remember this old man.

I remember that there were several other elderly people in the manor who were very nice to him and his parents.

Especially this grandfather, he is actually very close to Shi Hao.

His father is brothers with Grandpa Shi Hao's father.

He pushed the door and walked in, wiped his tears, looked at the old man on the bed and choked, "Grandpa."

Li Yi didn't say anything and followed him silently.

"Ah! You are..." The pale-faced child was startled.

The old man on the bed was puzzled. He remembered that he had never seen such a child before. Now he suddenly called him like this, and he looked at him in confusion.

The once powerful generation of powerful men could not withstand the years, and in their later years, their situation was miserable.

"Grandpa Grandpa, I am the child of that year to come to see you." Xiao Budian choked up and the several old men who were exiled here have always been very nice to him.

The child next to him was made to replace him.

Hearing this sentence, the old man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His originally dim eyes suddenly emitted a trembling light and said in a trembling voice, "You... are really him!"

His voice was fast and his eyes were scary.

Li Yi hurriedly walked forward and stretched out his hand to soothe the old man's excitement, and suppressed the qi and blood that had stirred up on him.

"Senior, don't move around, your body cannot move around now."

He was telling the truth. The old man was about to die, like an oil lamp that was about to burn.

Now suddenly excited, just like the fire of life suddenly magnifies three points, and it will only die faster.

"You said?" The old man looked at him in surprise.

"People from the ancestral land." Li Yi spoke in a harmonious voice.
To be continued...
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