These three questions stumped the antler boy. He thought for a long time before answering uncertainly, "I've lived here for tens of thousands of years, so I must be tens of thousands of years old, but I can't remember exactly. Most of the time, our lives here are the same every day, and there's nothing new."
Wei Fu was stunned. "Tens of thousands of years old? But how come you look only a few years old? I'm nine years old, and I'm taller than you. My little brother is this tall even though he's ten thousand years old. When I saw you just now, I thought you were only five or six!"
She was really shocked and not just pretending to be shocked, because the child with deer horns looked like a little kid of five or six years old, with a childish face and no signs of aging on his face.
The child with deer horns looked at Long Yin, then looked at himself. For the first time, he felt a sense of inferiority. However, he quickly said, "Many of us here are tens of thousands of years old, and they are all the same as me. You are immortals, and we are not immortals!"
"Okay, then go ahead and answer my second question."
The antler boy said, "Occasionally, a few of our kind would show up. Some looked taller than me, some shorter, and some about the same size as me."
They didn't seem to have paid attention to these things before. Now that Wei Fu asked him this, he felt a little strange. Why did more of their own kind appear occasionally?
Why hadn't they thought about why there were suddenly more of their own kind and where they came from?
With this thought in mind, he took the initiative to speak without waiting for Wei Fu to continue asking: "As far as I know, there is only one person from our clan who has left here. I have forgotten what he looked like or his name, but I do know that such a person left."
Wei Fu once again questioned him: "Have you ever thought about leaving here and looking somewhere else?"
The antler boy was bewildered for a moment before muttering, "Yeah, why haven't I thought of that?"
Wei Fu asked him, "Do you want to leave here and go somewhere else?"
The boy with deer horns nodded very confidently. He thought so.
Other places sound very attractive.
"Do you know how to get to other places?"
The child with deer horns shook his head in confusion: "I don't know... I wonder why I don't know how to leave here, why I don't know how to go somewhere else!"
He covered his head in pain and even squatted on the ground because of the excessive pain.
Coffin Board and Mingyao silently gave Wei Fu a thumbs up. She came, she came with her mouth that could make people collapse.
Looking at the child with deer horns, they strangely developed a kind of empathy.
However, the antler boy was indeed tenacious, having lived for tens of thousands of years. He collapsed for a while but recovered quickly. He looked at Wei Fu and the others and said, "You came here from somewhere else, so you must know how to get out. Can you take me with you when you leave?"
Wei Fu shook his head with a look of regret. "You forgot, we are immortals who came down from heaven. Since we are immortals, even if we leave and return, we will take the heavenly road, which is different from the place you take. Naturally, we can't take you with us, so you have to find it yourself. But considering that we know each other and you believe in Wuxie so much, I am also an acquaintance of Wuxie, so I can help you Wuxie believers."
Wei Fu had a sincere look on his face, with a hint of compassion.
Wuxie and her are not old acquaintances, the kind of acquaintances who need to be fed three times a day.
However, she wanted to find an opportunity to pull Wuxie out and ask him what was going on. Although there was a high probability that Wuxie would not tell her, it was always okay to beat him up to vent her anger.
Now it can be confirmed that this boundless land is Wuxie's territory.
That perverted villain is disgusting and hypocritical, and he has created so many followers for himself.
The boy with deer horns believed it and was very grateful to Wei Fu.
As they were talking, Wei Fu and the others had already seen their village from afar. Its shape was very peculiar, not neat at all, and all kinds of strange things, but it all looked very beautiful, as if they had entered a fairy tale world.
The fellow tribesmen with antlers seemed to have seen someone coming, and they all came out.
Then Wei Fu saw people with ox horns, people with goat horns, people with flowers on their heads, people with leaves on their heads, and people with tentacles on their heads. In short, there were all kinds of people, all kinds of strange, and none of them looked normal.
Although none of those people looked like normal people, they were all very good-looking without exception.
Although there was not a single normal person, there were gender differences. When they saw Wei Fu and the others, they came up to greet them enthusiastically and pulled the little boy with deer horns to ask him all sorts of questions.
When the females saw the coffin lid, their eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs.
Someone was so bold as to sit directly in front of the coffin, waving a handkerchief enthusiastically and saying, "Handsome boy, I like you very much. Will you be willing to merge your blood with mine?"
A woman with horns stepped forward, twisted her hips and knocked Mingyao away from the coffin. She stroked the coffin and said, "Brother, she's no good. Look at her delicate, reptilian appearance. She's a weakling. Look at me. I'm strong and muscular. It would be best if our bones and blood were compatible."
Seeing the wolf-like gazes of these female creatures from afar, Wei Fu was in a dilemma about whether he should protect his own brother or his younger brother. He was so surprised that his mouth turned into a triangle and he didn't know how to react.
Mingyao, who was pushed away, was relatively calm. He knew that his ugly appearance would not attract any woman, and only a young girl like Wei Fu would find him pretty.
He felt that the image he had transformed into with the magic horns would surely be able to stun these females.
but……
He preferred the witch, so he stopped showing off.
He was very sensible and floated away, giving the indigenous female vines here a place.
Wei Fu, Jing Huang, and Long Yin, who were unable to react for a moment, were directly pushed aside by these indigenous women. When they were pushed to Ming Yao's side one by one by the indigenous women, Jing Huang asked Wei Fu in a daze: "Sister, is my brother ugly?"
When Wei Fu first saw him, he was also very wary and scared.
Long Yin looked at the coffin lid that was being manipulated and screaming crazily: "Could it be that the Supreme God wants to be treated like a coffin lid?"
Jing Huang looked horrified and refused awkwardly.
The coffin board, who was in dire straits, cried for help: "Xinjilong, Wei Fu, Heiwa, please save me!"
"Help me...oh, stop digging my asshole!"
"Hey, touch whatever you want, don't touch me randomly, I'm dirty, I'm dirty."
"Damn it! This is my **, you can't touch it!"
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