Vol 3 Chapter 381: despair

The soul of the soul is the most important thing in this village, just like the food in the world of the world.

Just the people who live here, do not need food, as long as the soul of the soul.

Once you have no life, you will die.

Most of the children who are seen by Aster are yellow-skinned, because the life-soul fruit is too little, which is equivalent to insufficient food and malnutrition.

In this case, Zi Yan is certainly not willing to waste their life.

At the moment, you can completely adapt to the rules here.

No matter whether it is food or life, he doesn't need it.

The purple scorpion returned to the room and leaned the wooden stick against the doorway, ready to continue the day's practice.

The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Come in."

Zi Yan looked up and looked at the door.

The wooden door was pushed open and the mountain came in. She was wearing the same amount as most people here.

The purple scorpion gestured for the mountain to sit down, but there were some accidents in the heart. The usual mountain ridges came over before hunting.

"I have been able to walk down the ground, it seems that you are recovering well."

The mountain squat sat down and looked at Zi Yan.

Zi Yan limped and walked across the mountain to sit down. The two were separated by a wooden table. Zi Yan smiled and said: "Alright, but the action is still somewhat inconvenient, and it will get better soon."

"Give you."

Hawthorn took out a life fruit and handed it to the purple.

Zi Yan shook his head and said: "You eat. If you don't have enough physical strength, you can't hunt the soul-eater."

The look of the mountains is somewhat awkward.

It has not been harvested for many days. If you do nothing, the people in Kata village will eventually starve to death.

This is not without precedent.

The mountains are silent, the atmosphere in the room is slightly suppressed.

A moment later, Zi Yan broke the silence and said: "Can you tell me about the soul?"

Hawthorn looked up and looked at Zi Yan, his eyes were a bit complicated.

No horror, only complexity.

It stands to reason that a person who lives normally in this world cannot even know the soul.

For the expression that the mountain is not horrified, Zi Yan is not surprised, saying: "I am very curious about the soul."

The hawthorn reaches out of the palm, and the palm of the hand has a black light. These black light turns into a rope and slowly extends toward the purple sable in front.

"This is the soul of the soul."

Hawthorn explained that the rope was like a snake and began to circle on the table.

Zi Yan stares at this shackle, it is composed entirely of the power of the soul, so it can be extended at will.

"It can only be used to trap the soul-eating beast, and the final blow is done by the soul of the soul."

Hawthorn said: "The soul of the soul can not kill the soul-eating beast, only temporarily let it lose consciousness."

The purple sable brows slightly.

Hawthorn did not notice the abnormality of the purple scorpion, and continued: "This is the only two kinds of souls in our Kata village, but the soul of the soul is currently only me."

"What about the Holy Spirit?"

Zi Yan asked: "Do you not understand the holy spell?"

"Sacred, what is that?" Hawthorn questioned.

Zi Yan did not answer in detail, but asked again: "Other villages, is this the same?"

The mountain fell low, and some said awkwardly: "The souls in other villages are more than us. Our Kata village is the weakest."

This is obviously not the answer that Zi Yan wants to know, but from another perspective, Hawthorn actually answered his question.

Here, only the soul, the difference is the number.

“Isn't this a sacred world? Why is this?”

"It is still said that the information obtained by the Lord is actually wrong. Isn't this a holy place?"

Zi Yan fell into meditation.

I don't know how long it took, the voice of Hawthorn sounded again. "Can I please you?"

The purple scorpion returned and looked up at the mountain.

“Can you not leave Kata Village?”

Hawthorn said a little nervous: "Or, can you not abandon Kata Village?"

Purple is very puzzled.

"In our place, once the villages survive, they will merge. However, some mergers are for survival and growth, while others are for more bait."

The eyes of Hawthorn have faded. "At the moment, Kata Village, there are only four of us who can hunt, but the population here is over 100. The villages around us who want to merge with us actually want to use our people. Bait."

This is not an accident. If the strength of the two sides is not equal, then the weaker side is naturally bullied.

For example, in the current village of Kata, there are only four people in the hunting team, but they have to provide food for everyone, which is a drag.

Under this circumstance, the people of other villages demanded a merger, and naturally they saw the many villagers who did not have the awakening spirit.

Once received, these people will become bait when hunting the Soul Eater.

On the other hand, if the hunters in Kata Village are not four, but forty, it is obviously different.

The weak meat is strong, and this rule exists in any place.

Zi Yan did not give a definite answer, because he did not understand the meaning of the mountain songs.

Early the next morning, the mountain did not come to see the purple scorpion. When the purple scorpion walked out of the room, I heard the opinions of some villagers.

It is said that in order to find a good place, they set off early and strive for gains today.

After a night of practice, the state of the purple scorpion is better, and the pace is gradually becoming more flexible.

According to Zi's prediction, he should be able to recover as usual after half a month.

Sunbathe at the door, the purple scorpion returns to the room, continue to practice, and strive to adapt to it earlier.

At noon, there was a loud noise coming from the outside, mixed with angry roar.

"It’s all that **** idiot. If it weren’t for him, Hawthorn wouldn’t have happened!”

This is the voice of Han Rui, he is very angry, "I am going to kill him!"

Immediately after ~www.readwn.com~ there was a mourning sound.

When the purple cicada heard the news and walked out of the room, everyone in the village came out and cried.

The desperate atmosphere drowned out.

"What happened?"

Zi Yan looked at the bright treasure in the crowd, his eyes were red, very sad.