967: C967 Wasteland(part I)

C967 Wasteland(part I)

"Don't worry!"

The one-armed middle-aged man smiled kindly and pointed towards the village: "Do you know what this village is called?"

The middle-aged man laughed, while the rest of the group also smiled kindly.

Chu Yang was a little confused, but before he could say anything, the middle-aged man laughed: "This village is called Desolate Village, in the Eastern Wastelands, our ancestors came from the Eastern Wastelands, just like you. We see a lot of people like you every year, so you don't have to make a fuss. "

"Ha ha!" Hearing this, many of them burst out laughing again, "You have such a strong aura of desolation, who wouldn't be able to tell? It's still alright here, if it were elsewhere, you would probably be looked down upon."

"Desolate Qi?"

Chu Yang was stunned again.

The one armed middle-aged man nodded, "They came from the Eastern Wastelands and they all have a unique aura. It's very easy for people to recognize them."

Chu Yang suddenly understood that he was still on guard, but he had a good impression of this group. He cupped his hands and said, "If I was foolish enough to offend you all just now, please forgive me!"

After a pause, he turned to the one armed middle-aged man and asked, "May I know your name, sir?"

"Young man, there is no need to be so reserved. After leaving the Eastern Wastelands, come to our village and this will be your home!"

The one armed middle-aged man laughed and said, "If you don't mind, you can call him Uncle Hu like they did."

How could Chu Yang let this go? He quickly bowed, "Greetings Uncle Hu!"

"Heh heh, this brat sure knows how to climb up the pole. He acknowledged an uncle so quickly."

"That's right, but even now, this uncle of his still doesn't know the name of this nephew of his."

This group of people started to joke around with Chu Yang.

Chu Yang clasped his fists, "Greetings, uncles and little brothers. I am Chu Yang, and I am giving my nickname to the little sheep."

"Ha ha!"

This group of people immediately burst into laughter, especially the teenagers, whose eyes widened in surprise. "There is someone else who gives himself such a nickname?!"

"Come, little sheep, let's go back together, it will take at least a month for your cultivation to recover!"

The one armed middle-aged man clearly understood Chu Yang's situation very well.

Chu Yang nodded and followed behind this group. Not long after, they saw Chu Yang's bloodied body and couldn't help but ask, "Little sheep, what's wrong with you? You ran into a ferocious beast the moment you came out. I don't think that's right, I didn't see any wounds on your body."

Chu Yang scratched his head, "This is a long story, I almost lost sight of my uncles and brothers, I almost died in the spatial tunnel."

Hiss —

Immediately, the group of people stopped in their tracks and looked at Chu Yang in shock. They obviously understood Chu Yang's situation very well.

They could only imagine how serious Chu Yang's injury was before.

The spatial passageway had collapsed and Chu Yang hadn't died. This was of course what shocked them the most.

After all these years, they had never heard of anyone who had come out of the Eastern Wastelands being able to survive after a passageway had collapsed.

"The spatial passageway to the Eastern Wastelands is indeed too unstable."

The one-armed middle-aged man was very clear about the spatial tunnel. He said, "However, even though the spatial tunnel collapsed, you were still able to escape. In the Eastern Continent, you are definitely a genius."

"Uncle Hu, you must be joking. I don't want to be a hero, I just want to be a little sheep. No one can eat me!"2

Chu Yang's words made Uncle Hu and the rest laugh.

Behind him, Chu Yang followed the group into the desolate village. The desolation village did not feel that it was strange for Chu Yang to be here. It was obvious that the majority of the villagers that came from the Eastern Wastelands had stopped at the desolation village before.

pqdm.com