I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

The village chief suddenly smiled when he heard the questions one by one.

"Meng Xiaoying, are you only seeing these? The

Demon Wolf King looked unkind, his eyebrows showed disgust, and he raised his front paws, as if he was going to kill the village chief directly.

"Wait a minute.

Meng Xiaoying spoke out to stop it.

"Huh?"

the Demon Wolf King turned his gaze suspiciously.

"Don't be in a hurry to kill him, give him a chance to say, I'll see what he can say."

Meng Xiaoying's expression was calm, and a sneer hung on the corner of her mouth.

She wants them to die.

When you get to Huangquan, don't say who bullied whom.

The old village chief glanced at the Demon Wolf King with disdain, then raised his dying arm, pointed at it and said

, "You only know that these animals raised you, so have you ever known that they kill the village's hunters and eat the village's cattle?"

Often found at the time.

They were all taken away by the demon wolf.

The people of Mengjiazhuang could only watch all this and could do nothing.

In order to seek justice, many villagers were also brutally killed by this demon wolf.

Isn't the ploughing ox more expensive than anything else for these crop men who depend on the land for food?

Ploughing cattle is the life of these croppers.

How many families are counting on their cattle to let them live?

It is conceivable that those villagers hate these demon wolves to a certain extent.

This kind of hatred made them know that they couldn't cause harm to the demon wolf, but they still did it without hesitation.

In the end, he lost his life in vain, but he still has no regrets.

And Mengjiazhuang is not only a farmer, but also a hunter who hunts.

It is naturally impossible for these hunters to enter the Ghost Wolf Mountain Range, that is, the ability to hunt on the periphery.

As a result, this demon wolf pack ran out of the ghost wolf mountain range inexplicably.

This can lead to the Orion Hunters pouring blood mold for eight lifetimes, and they are basically ten deaths.

No Orion is immune to the face of a pack of ghost wolves.

More than ten years ago, although there were not many hunters in Mengjiazhuang, the number was not small.

There are about 30 families.

But it's a year's work.

More than 20 families died, and not even a single corpse was found.

The absence of corpses is the final description of these poor hunters.

The vegetarian is the best portrayal of Mengjiazhuang at that time.

"You... Impossible, how could I not know!" Meng

Xiaoying's brows furrowed tightly.

Obviously, she didn't know what happened more than ten years ago.

For as long as she can remember, she has been living under the resistance of the villagers of Mengjiazhuang.

Now when it comes to the bloody case more than ten years ago, she is naturally in a state of complete ignorance.

It's no wonder that she is, after all, she was too young at that time.

Even if she knew that she was a baby of a few years old, no one would have come to give birth to her, and without these demon wolves, she would have been exposed to the wilderness.

However, she still found a few pungent aunts in the memory fragments, saying that she killed her own man.

When they tried to continue, they would be covered in horror by the people next to them, preventing them from continuing...

"Of course you don't know, of course you don't, you were only half a year old at the time, where would you remember this. "

You will only remember the milk that these animals gave you, and you will only remember the warmth that these animals brought you!" the

village chief sneered and said loudly.

The villagers next to them also looked sad, and they also remembered the grief of every family at that time.

Meng Xiaoying's face was expressionless, and her eyes were very cold.

"So, should I be starved to death and frozen to death like that?"

"You never gave birth to me and raised me, but you asked me to think from your point of view. "

Don't you feel shameless, don't you feel ashamed?" Meng

Xiaoying replied without concession.

The old village chief sneered, his wrinkled arm slowly pointing at her.

"How do you know that we haven't raised you?" "How do you know that we haven't raised you?"

Meng

Xiaoying's expression changed, but she was still calm.

"For sixteen years I have lived with wolves for as long as I can remember. "

You said you raised me, where did you

go?" "Could it be that you raised me in a dream?" Meng

Xiaoying was very sure that in her memory, there was no fragment of living with the villagers of Mengjiazhuang, and some were just white eyes and scolding.

The village chief struggled to his feet from the ground and pulled a stocky man next to him.

"Do you see the taro

?" "Do you know why he is an orphan?"

Taro, that is, the man who was pulled over, clenched his fist and lowered his head, but there seemed to be a spark colliding in his eyes.

That's the mood of hatred.

Meng Xiaoying was silent.

She recognized the taro, who was several years older than her.

Because he was an orphan, the children in Mengjiazhuang often bullied him.

Several times when she saw Taro being bullied, she would come forward.

in the village.

The children were obviously instructed by the elders of the family to leave directly as long as they met Meng Xiaoying.

Don't contact Meng Xiaoying.

As soon as the children dispersed, the taro was freed.

However, Taro would directly push her away, and leave a hateful "Get out!"

Meng Xiaoying would play with herself because Taro was isolated like herself.

I didn't expect this to be the result.

Since then, Meng Xiaoying will never try to play with the children of Mengjiazhuang again.

In fact.

No one in Mengjiazhuang wanted to play with her.

"I don't know.

"What does it have to do with me.

Meng Xiaoying's expression became colder and colder.

It was as if she was recalling her scarred sixteen years.

Every time I recall.

You will feel an indescribable discomfort.

Even if I have seen it now, I will feel sad when I think about it.

Mengjiazhuang, after all, is the only Terran village in her memory.

But she was not accepted by the people of Mengjiazhuang, who were also human races.

Instead, he was raised by the demon wolves as relatives.

Two completely different races.

The result is also the opposite.

"No, no, Meng Xiaoying, why doesn't it matter. "

Taro's parents, but you killed them!" shouted

the village chief.

"

Impossible, what are you talking nonsense?"

Meng Xiaoying felt a little bored, and her willow eyebrows wrinkled together unconsciously.

"Taro's parents, why did they kill themselves?"

the village chief's eyes stared at Meng Xiaoying

, "because... You're a bad star. "

Evil Star....

Meng Xiaoying has heard this description, and people in the village often talk about her using bad terms such as calamity, evil star, and so on.

But Meng Xiaoying actually never knew why she was called a bad star.

"That's good

!" "She's the Evil Star!" Five

demon horses walked out slowly.