The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 52 My People

  Zhu Yan secretly looked at Jiang Huailu.

   has changed a lot compared with the day.

  The heavenly might, as if she could be wiped out by raising her hand.

  The boy behind her, his eyes drooping without a word, is even more shocking. The hostility that can't be concealed all over the body, people are more terrifying than ghosts.

   "July thirteenth." Xiao Huailu stood outside the hall, and under the twilight, everywhere was dark and heavy, making people breathless.

  You can still hear the screaming crying faintly.

   "Today, there are evil raging everywhere, right?" Jiang Huailu's black and white eyes were full of clarity.

  It's all because of him.

  Jiang Huailu whispered softly.

   is the coming of evil spirits, all the heavens are broken, and people and ghosts are confused.

  Only by killing evil creatures can we get rid of the root cause of everything.

   What’s more terrifying is that the evil spirits will slaughter the world in the future, and the world will be a purgatory.

  Little Huailu concealed the worry in his eyes.

   "Yes, some have been rampant in the city. This time of the year is when they are most powerful." Zhu Yan had known before, she herself was tied to the stone table. But every two days every year, she will become extremely irritable and increase her strength.

  Lu Huaijiang embraced his arms, the young man had dark black eyes and black hair, and his eyes were silent and unwavering. He was so deep that he could **** people into those black eyes.

   "No one dared to go out today, right?" Little Huailu took a step down the mountain.

  Zhu Yan moved her lips, but said nothing.

  She always unconsciously regards Xiao Huailu as an ignorant child, but she can't speak when she thinks of her majesty.

  Lu Huaijiang and Jiang Huailu are both souls out of their bodies, and Zhu Yan is a lonely ghost.

  Going down the mountain is naturally effortless, but Zhu Yan is deeply afraid of encountering powerful evil spirits, and her expression is very solemn.

  She thought, even if the little master is extremely powerful, but if he leaves the Hall of Salvation, his strength will be greatly reduced.

   "Is there nothing in this world that can resist evil?" The deer stood at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, it was clear that there were houses around, and it was too dark to light up lights.

   "There is a talisman in the capital. It was painted by an eminent monk." Lu Huaijiang said lightly.

   staring around.

  The expression is cold and indifferent.

   "How can there be a wasteland? This is a place of exile, and most of them are selected by the extreme sun to frighten the evil spirits. Now that Huang chooses guards, he chooses the extreme sun to avoid the evils.

  Zhu Yan frowned slightly, she was very worried about her mother.

"But those guards only protect the inner city. The outer city is not within their jurisdiction. At most, it is to let those people write in blood and stick them on the door to shock." Zhu Yan looked bitter, speaking of the outer city. It's just being abandoned.

  "This place is within the scope of the Hall of Salvation, and this entire mountain belongs to the Hall of Salvation." Here, it belongs to an extremely remote place in the outer city.

   Jiang Huailu had a meal, this is her place.

   Suddenly!

  Everyone smelled a strong blood.

   Jiang Huailu's eyes sank.

   "It's those things that are attacking the village!" Zhu Yan pressed her lips tightly, a little frightened in her eyes.

   "Help, help." Heart-piercing cries came from the village head.

  Jiang Huailu hurriedly followed, Lu Huai Jiang chittered, his expression relaxed, and followed.

  I saw the door of a house open, the courtyard was covered with blood, and there were traces of blood trailing on the ground.

  The movement from the front.

  When the little Huailu chased up, he happened to see a cloud of thick black fog floating in the air. He also made clang and clang and howls of crying and laughing.

  Drips of blood spread.

  (End of this chapter)