I may be a fake fairy

"Go down and have a look!" Ouyang Tian got off the Hailong chariot.

Looking at the ruins of the village, one can imagine how much damage it caused when the monsters broke through the coastal defenses.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise in the village.

Ouyang Tianxia looked towards Zhang Song consciously, Zhang Song looked terrified, he seemed to have stepped on a trap just now.

A huge sharpened wooden stake flew out from the entrance of the village, and Ouyang Tian and the others happened to be on the route of this huge wooden stake.

"I'm coming!" Xia Hu picked up the crossbow spear and pulled the trigger. A golden crossbow bolt shot out, directly piercing through this huge wooden stake, and this wooden stake exploded into pieces in the air.

"It's so powerful!" Xia Hu's eyes lit up, the power of the crossbow that the senior brother equipped them was indeed not superficial, even a middle-grade spiritual weapon may not have such power, and this crossbow does not need spiritual power to activate, It is so convenient.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of densely packed wooden arrows to burst through the air.

Turmeric condensed spiritual power, poured spiritual power into the long sword in his hand, cut out with a single sword, and a blue sword glow cut off all the wooden arrows in the sky.

"Come out, what's the skill of hiding in the dark and making a sneak attack!" Zhang Song yelled at the village.

"It's not a monster, it's a human!" A small head protruded from the blood-stained wall of the village.

"Is it a cultivator? Are they here to help us?" Another little head popped up.

"How could those cultivators from the great sect be so kind, they must have come here to steal our food!" A slightly older child came out carrying a wooden gun.

Ouyang Tian rubbed his head, he really wanted to tell these little kids that cultivators didn't like their food at all, but when he saw the tattered clothes and blood stains on those kids, the words got stuck In his throat, he couldn't speak.

The monsters invaded and damaged not only the cities established by the major sects, but also the people outside the cities suffered heavy casualties. They did not have tall walls and immortal cultivators to protect them. When facing monsters, they were powerless to resist and could only be Become food for monsters.

"Which sect are you immortal cultivators? What are you planning to do when you come to the village?" A boy about eleven or twelve years old came out, and his posture seemed to be the leader of this group of children.

"Immortal cultivators, three levels of Qi refining!" Tian Buer and Jiang Huang looked at this young man in surprise, there were even immortal cultivators in this village.

"We belong to the Purple Qi Immortal Sect. We passed by and found blood. Do you need help?" Ouyang Tian said to the young man.

"Is the Ziqi Immortal Sect the same Ziqi Immortal Sect who established Zihai City?" The young man's heart trembled, he didn't expect the Ziqi Immortal Sect to appear in this small village.

"You know the Purple Qi Immortal Sect, that's great, we are all from the Purple Qi Immortal Sect, and this time we came out to wipe out the remaining monsters." Xia Huyi showed a smile on his face.

"Come in with me, follow my footsteps, or touch

If you hit a trap, you will be in trouble! "The boy took Ouyang Tian and the others into the village.

This young man still underestimated the cultivator, Ouyang Tian took a quick glance, and knew clearly what institutions were around the village.

Ouyang Tian was also secretly shocked that these children could create so many traps.

"What's your name?" Ouyang Tian asked.

"My name is Niu Wa, and I am the head of the village now!" Niu Wa said.

"Are there all children in the village? Where did the adults go?" Zhang Song frowned as he looked at the disgraced little dolls.

"Dead, they all died when the monsters invaded!" The bullfrog's tone was very flat, but in his flat tone, he could feel the sadness he was desperately suppressing!

Xia Huyi, Luo Wan, and Tian Buer were all silent. The monster invasion was indeed a devastating disaster for these villages scattered around the city. Back then, the Ziqi Immortal Sect couldn't take care of themselves, so how could they take care of these villages?

Ouyang Tian looked at the blood-stained village, there were only six surviving children in the whole village, and they set up those traps bit by bit.

Ouyang Tian looked very sad. These children were around his age, but they had to struggle to survive in such a dangerous environment.

"Brother Niuwa, I'm hungry, can we have dinner?" A little girl with a sallow face looked at Niuwa timidly.

The little girl was ashamed. Food was the most important resource in the village. In order to survive, Brother Niuwa had already risked his life to search for food, but she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm hungry too, why don't we eat something together!" Ouyang Tian rubbed his stomach.

"Well, I'm going to prepare the ingredients, let's eat some in this village." Jiang Huang nodded.

"No, I have purple spirit rice here, senior brother, you can just cook some porridge." Ouyang Tian took out a bag of purple spirit rice.

Jiang Huang was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that Ziling rice was a treasure in the eyes of others, but it was nothing in the eyes of this senior.