"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yaorao laughed loudly. It seemed that even though Su had been in Kunshan Sect for so long, he had not left any deep feelings for this sect.

It's indeed a place where personal feelings are cold.

"Let's go to a place first, and you will go back to Bingfeng with me."

He plugged Naduoduo, Jianyi, and Susu back into the beast-controlling ring, and Yaorao rushed to the distance. The reason why she had not crushed the teleportation scroll that returned to the Ice City before was because she had something that had to be completed to end in Kunwu Continent.

Just as she turned around and flew, a shocking roar vaguely came from the distance.

"Who did it? Where did Tian Ku die? Can the Gate of the Ghost Domain be opened again?"

The pressure was so strong that the culprits had already been rubbing oil under his feet and escaped.

Yao Rao disguised herself again, disguised herself as a mercenary after she left the magic battlefield, and then she traveled in various main cities of Kunwu Continent with a high sound, and finally came to a quiet and remote valley.

Here, she released hundreds of people rescued from the Destruction of Bengcheng.

"I hope you can forget the past and live here well. Those who have hurt you are dead."

After leaving such a sentence, Yaorao did not continue to entangle with these dumbfounded people, but turned around and left neatly.

These people are not suitable to take them to the extremely harsh environment of Bingfeng City, and they are not enchanting and cannot let them know too much.

In order to protect herself, Yao Rao should have made them "shut up forever", but with her personality, how could she do the same thing as the evildoers in Kunshan? What's more, these poor people are survivors she has tried to rescue from the death realm.

So Yaorao brought these people to the rainforest on the border of Kunwu Continent far away from Kunshan Sect.

With their ability to live, building a village in this rainy place will inevitably lead to a good life.

This is the last thing she can do.

Everyone stared blankly at Yaorao's back turning around. What happened these days seemed like an eternal nightmare in their minds, but this nightmare, because of the dazzling and gorgeous back, they saw the light of hope in the abyss of pain.

Only by truly experiencing death can we realize the preciousness of this new life.

Old Mo looked at the left back silently, and memories kept flashing. That day, Su Xiaomei became angry and pulled him into an inexplicable space to protect him.

He didn't know why he encountered this disaster and why Kunshan Sect abandoned them so ruthlessly, but he knew deeply in his heart...

Who saved him?

"Benefather, we will never tell this secret!"

"Old Mo is dead, and since then there is no such person as 'Old Mo' in this world. I am a native native and have lived here for seventeen generations."

Lao Mo pointed to the wild and deserted thick weeds under his feet, and swore to his enchanting back with a sonorous word.

"Thank you, benefactor!"

"We saw nothing, heard nothing."

"Benefactor, give our village a name!"

The large number of people kneeled down on the ground, sincerely thanking Yaorao for letting them bathe in the sun again and touching the earth. What are the four sects of Heavenly Dao? What are the kings of cultivation? Those are all nonsense! For them who have no chance of talent and summoners, a down-to-earth life is the happiest thing.

After this disaster, these people have seen through the false reputation.

Unexpectedly, there was such a large area behind her kneeling in an instant. Yao Rao suddenly stopped and smiled and climbed onto the corner of her mouth, and then she gently spit out two words.

"Don't kneel."

Then she took out the teleportation scroll back to the frozen city, and disappeared into the jaw-dropping gaze of hundreds of people in the shattered silver light.

“Not expensive?”

"Bu Gui?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't understand what the last two words said by the benefactor meant.

"Oh! It's 'no kneeling'! From now on, our village will be called 'no kneeling' village. A old hen in Kunshan was a knelt on Kunshan trash. We have been kneeling for the bullshit Kunshan trash for so many years, but in the end they were still used as cannon fodder for the demon-induced tribe. From now on, I won't kneel anymore. What a good name!"

Only Lao Mo realized the essence of enchanting and incisive language in an instant, and jumped up from the ground and started shouting.

"Then the village chief, please arrange a job for everyone. The forest is so big, we can't live in the trees at night, right? There are still a hundred people waiting for dinner!"

A young and strong man stood up and shouted at Lao Mo.

Everyone quickly entered their role and happily accepted the arrangements for living here. After careful examination, what the benefactor brought them to... seemed to be a Feng Shui treasure land with extremely rich resources!

There were a lot of fruits hanging on the tree, and the sound of gurgling water came from a distance. Some fat hares stood curiously like they had never seen anyone, tilting their heads to look at these strange-looking invaders.

The Garden of Eden you meet in your dream will not be so beautiful!

village head?

Old Mo was shocked, and then his little eyes immediately shone brightly.

Destroy, this name seems to be good!

"Ahem, you are a good guy. Let you be a sergeant. Take some strong boys to log and build a house!"

"Old men and women come with me, first choose a place to set the fire, clear the weeds, and then you can start laying the foundation."

"Women go and pick up some wild fruits and wash them in the river, and give them some food to the young men who logged wood. If you like it, you will follow them to your new home to sleep at night!"

Old Mo shouted with a sarcastic smile on his face. His arrangement immediately caused everyone to howl.

When those strong guys heard about this benefit, they swung their arms to chop the wood wildly!

joke!

While it was still early, I would build Fangzi Jianda before night came, and maybe I would have a wife tomorrow.

The women covered their faces shyly and ran under the fruit tree. Although their cheeks were red and feverish, their eyes could not help but glanced like those men who were sweating.

When Lao Mo saw the lively scene in front of him, he immediately laughed loudly.

It seems that I haven't smiled so happily for a long time.

I no longer need to see anyone who calls me "uncle" with a humble voice. Now he is the village chief who "does not kneel" in the village.

There was only one thing he hadn't figured out yet.

Such a rich and spiritual treasure land... I can't see anyone else in Mao? This is too strange.

"If no one lives there, it is very likely that it will be the nest of some vicious beast, otherwise someone would have come to snatch it."

Lao Mo touched his white beard and even felt a little worried.

He was right, the new home that Yaorao found for everyone was indeed a dangerous place.

But these concerns are unnecessary because the young people who rushed into the mountains to log and find food would soon send him great news.

A huge black bear corpse burned by a strange white fire, standing on a mountain not far from them.

The meat smell is so tempting that the person who sees it is drooling. It can make everyone eat it in a month!
Chapter completed!