I, The God Of The Flood And Desolate Rivers, Control The Long River Of Time

He is very angry now, but Wei Ning still has his own consciousness.

Xiaowei suddenly clenched his fist, and then a red flame emanated from his fist, and he slammed towards Wei Ning.

But in fact, he didn't have any actual combat experience, so he couldn't beat Wei Ning at all.

Wei Ning bent down and ducked directly.

However, on the other side, the old bagpipes all used their own Calabash and wounded a lot of people.

He hung the belly of the villagers with Calabash, turning into a gale wherever he went.

It turned out that Calabash was really his weapon. Wei Ning thought to himself.

Xiaowei was not reconciled, he didn't hit Wei Ning with one punch, so he punched several times in succession.

But Wei Ning used a clever method to escape.

In fact, Wei Ning could end the war very early, but he couldn't bear to hurt Xiaowei. After all, Xiaowei was still a child, and he was also used by others.

If I kill the Taoist priest now, will everyone be - rescued?

Wei Ning suddenly realized that this was a good method.

Then he took a big step and ran in the direction of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest didn't realize that Wei Ning would come to kill him, so looking in his direction, he thought that Wei Ning was just pounced on Xiaowei.

In the end, Wei Ning passed Xiaowei and rushed towards him.

He knew that he would not be Wei Ning's opponent, but it was too late now.

Wei Ning knocked him to the ground with one punch, and the Taoist priest vomited blood.

Wei Ning moved his fist again and thumped him in the chest. The Taoist priest threw it twice and then stopped moving.

Then Xiaowei's body slowly began to get smaller and turned into the appearance of a child.

The people in the village gradually regained their own consciousness, and they don't know how they came here.

The matter was settled like this, and Wei Ning became what he was.

Wei Ning looked at the dead Taoist priest, and then at Xiaowei, who was lying on the ground.

Suddenly I felt that the current Xiaowei was very similar to himself at that time.

It's just a bit of a slap in the face, not only hurting myself, but also hurting others.

Xiaowei woke up not long after.

He didn't remember at all what happened just now.

"The Taoist priest is dead. The real murderer who hurt your parents is dead. You have already avenged them."

…for flowers…

Is it already dead? Own parents should feel happy when they know about Izumi!

At this time, he suddenly realized that the place he was standing was the grave outside the village, where the dead people in the village would hide.

Xiaowei looked around, searched carefully, and found the graves of his parents under a big tree.

Then he walked towards the graves of his parents. At this time, the villagers who had regained consciousness also knew how excessive they had done.

They all followed Xiaowei and walked in that direction.

Wei Ning and the old bagpipe looked at each other and walked over slowly without saying anything.

Xiaowei knelt in front of the grave.

"Father, mother, I avenged you! Are you happy down there?"

Then he never spoke again, but in fact he said a lot in his heart.

A little bit told all the grievances and grievances of these years to my own parents.

I know the truth of the matter.

I know how much you care about how the villagers feel and how much you want them to be well. Where.

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