Chapter 951

Chen Luo followed the little boy all the way to the north. On the way, he could feel the fear in the little boy's heart.

He shivered in the cold wind, endured hunger, and injured his fingers while digging the grave, and the pain became more and more unbearable in the cold weather.

But the little boy didn't look back, he strode forward, smashed the ice on the frozen river with great effort, and took a sip of the cold river water.

But the ice water went under, making his physical condition worse.

Chen Luo was going to faint when he saw him several times, but he still survived with one breath.

The little boy dug through the frozen soil in the wilderness, looking for grass roots to feed his hunger.

Chen Luo didn't know where the little boy was going, but looking at his persistent and determined eyes, even Chen Luo's long-standing mood was touched.

I don't know how long it took, but the little boy finally couldn't hold on and fell into a coma.

A woodcutter who was passing by chopping wood saw him from a distance, and immediately ran over to check his condition.

When the woodcutter saw the little boy who was about to run out of fuel, he didn't care about going up the mountain to chop wood, but immediately took the little boy back to his humble home and invited the witch doctor from the tribe to treat him.

The woodcutter's family also has a married wife, but they have been married for many years but have never been able to give birth to a child.

It's just that although their family is very poor, the husband and wife are extremely kind-hearted.

The woodcutter and his wife took good care of the little boy, and after a few days he was finally brought back to life.

"Son, do you have a name?"

The woodcutter and his wife asked gently.

The little boy raised his head, suddenly looked at the woman with big eyes, and then shook his head.

The woodcutter and his wife thought that the little boy had forgotten or had no name.

In the Great Wilderness, the tribes were fighting, and there were often displaced children. It was not surprising to them that they did not get to the bottom of the identity of the little boy.

At this time, the little boy looked at the gentle woodcutter and his wife, all he thought of was his mother's appearance, and tears could not stop falling from his eyes.

The woodcutter and his wife were so distressed that they hugged the little boy tightly in their arms, "Don't be afraid, I'll be your mother in the future, our family is poor and we can't give you brocade clothes and jade food, but we will take good care of you. You, let you grow up."

The husband and wife have no children, so they love the little boy very much, and really treat them as their own sons.

Gradually, time passed slowly, and the little boy grew up day by day and became a burly and powerful young man.

He was wearing coarse clothes, smiled and accompanied his parents to go out to the fields, chop wood together, and chat while sitting on the kang head.

The days went smoothly and peacefully, without any turbulence.

In this year, the great witch in the tribe wants to select young people from the tribe to practice witchcraft.

The young man was selected for his outstanding talent and officially began to practice witchcraft.

Only at this time did Chen Luo know what age Xuan Tianjun was, and he turned out to be a descendant of the Wu clan in the prehistoric era.

The witch people believe that all things have spirits, and they can summon ancestor witches through their spirits, and can summon all kinds of creatures to help in the battle.

In his youth, Xuan Tianjun showed amazing strength, and when he was less than sixteen years old, he became the most powerful witchcraft practitioner in the tribe.

At this time, the young Xuan Tianjun accidentally learned that another Wu tribe was going to attack his tribe.

In the wilderness, the fittest survive.

A sorcerer tribe attacked another tribe in order to survive and cultivate resources, and the result was usually extermination of the tribe. The tribe of Xuan Tianjun when he was a child was the most direct example.

According to Chen Luo's guess, Xuan Tianjun should immediately inform Da Wuzhu of the news, but he did not, and was even considering whether to cooperate with the enemy.

Chen Luo was stunned when he saw this, he couldn't help frowning, this witch family raised Xuan Tianjun for nearly ten years, he would definitely not do this for no reason.

At this time, Xuan Tianjun's old voice sounded in Chen Luo's mind, "Choose to tell the great witch in the tribe to attack the enemy, or cooperate with the enemy to inform the defense situation in the other tribe, how do you choose?"

Chen Luo was suddenly startled, and he thought quickly in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "The one who killed Xuan Tianjun's entire clan was the sorcerer who raised him?"

"Yes."

Chen Luo sighed, he finally knew why Xuan Tianjun, who was just a little boy back then, insisted on going north.

Xuan Tianjun knew that this witch tribe destroyed his entire clan, so he wanted to sneak into this witch tribe and use their power to avenge his entire clan.

A child who is only six or seven years old has this scheming, and he dares to take a risk without knowing how this witch department will treat outsiders.

If he succeeds, there is hope for revenge. If he fails, in the dangerous wilderness, an orphan like him won't be able to survive for long.

Chen Luo was silent for a while, this was indeed not an easy choice to make.

Because Chen Luo saw that the young Xuan Tianjun was hesitant and undecided, he hesitated at the last moment.

Even though Xuan Tianjun had a bloody feud with this Wu clan, he had lived with the Wu clan for ten years after all, and he still had his parents who treated him as his own.

Between the two choices of repaying the kindness of upbringing and avenging the annihilation of the family, Xuan Tianjun was swaying repeatedly, but he could never make up his mind.

Chen Luo pondered for a long time, and when he even opened his mouth, he said, "As a son of man, I have sworn to avenge my parents and clansmen, and I cannot retreat even if I die. I cannot fail to repay the kindness of parenting. I will leave my foster parents and foster mothers, and then I will kill the sneak attack witch. department!"

After saying this, everything in Chen Luo's figure suddenly changed.

A young man stood in the air, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, and a simple flying sword floated in front of him.

In front of him and behind him, as well as in the sky and the ground, are monks with angry faces.

They sent all kinds of magic weapons one after another, and slammed down the young man overwhelmingly.

Chen Luo recognized it at a glance, this person is Xuan Tianjun in adulthood.

"Since there is nothing wrong, it means that it has just passed."

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, and soon understood.

Although I didn't directly tell Xuan Tianjun what choice he made just now, being able to come here shows that the choice he made should be no different from his own, or it was similar to what he did.

He stood proudly in the air at this time, facing almost tens of thousands of monks alone.

In the face of the various magic weapons that flew over, Xuan Tianjun looked indifferently and looked over.

At this time, Xuan Tianjun's eyes revealed endless vicissitudes, and he suddenly held the flying sword floating in front of him with one hand.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thundered.

Xuan Tianjun's long hair flew freely, and he snorted coldly, "Today, I will use the methods of other Qi practitioners to send you to Huangquan!"