Minghe Ancient Mountain, Mingyu Tribe.

The Mingyu tribe, which is ranked in the lower rank of the Hou Department, has a total of 720,000 people, and the entire tribe can be said to have turned the entire Minghe Ancient Mountain into the inner mountain of the tribe.

The ancient mountains of the Ming River are more and more high, the ancient trees under the mountains are coiled and rooted, there are clear springs bubbling out and turning into rivers surrounding the ancient mountains, a tribal blessed land by the mountains and rivers,

The sun is falling, so that the mountain is sparkling, and the stone villages on the ancient mountain stand on it, and there are clansmen in the cottage.

The ancient mountain is steep, the whole body is covered with icy cold, and the steep stone roads hang around the ancient mountain, like a ladder connecting heaven and earth.

A member of the Mingyu tribe, either carrying a bamboo basket on his back or carrying a bamboo basket, using his hands and feet at the same time, looked like a mountain ape from a distance on the climber's ladder, and no one fell down despite the howling of the mountain wind.

The news from the western part of the Three-Hand Domain, although it was tightly blocked by the Three-Hand Clan, still couldn't stop the mouths of the Youyou, and it still spread throughout the entire Three-Hand Domain, and the Mingyu Marquis Department was naturally no exception.

In a stone hall dozens of zhang high on the mountainside of the ancient mountain, the stone doors and windows are closed, and the breath in it is a little depressing.

"If they don't die, we have to die, don't forget that our hands are stained with the blood of the same clan, do you think we can wash it off, from the first time we sent those untouchables to the hands of the three-handed clan, we have no way out, if you want to quit, you can only die!"

"The Violent Corpse Wilderness, including you and my kinship, will die!"

The hall was a little dim, and the cold and resentful voice sounded, and it was vaguely clear that there were six figures in the hall, led by an old man with a gloomy face, and a pair of eyes even in the dark, it still made people shudder.

"Great Elder, what should we do?"

A trembling voice sounded, and a middle-aged martial artist in the next seat spoke, his face was black, his spirit was sluggish, and his whole body showed an unnatural rickety appearance, if you look at it from a distance, it looks like an old man.

"Damn, can't it be good, if there is no hope, why are we here, we are all human races, if they came to the Xiaomang Continent earlier, how could we do such a thing, we just want to live, is it wrong!"

"Are we at fault, the Terrans don't come to save us, do we die like this, it's all the reason of the Terrans, it's no wonder that we are ruthless, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, why should we die. ”

"We're not wrong, if the Terrans had come to save us earlier, would we still have taken the lives of those untouchables to curry favor with the Three-Hand Clan, we just don't want to die. ”

"Now we boast of the righteousness of the human race, hypocrisy, bullshit conscience, in this small barren continent, conscience is the most useless thing, the human race is the slave of the heavens and other races, it is a slave, and it is the blood food that those people keep in captivity, we don't want to be blood food, we just want to live. ”

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"Great Elder!"

There were voices in the hall, fear, resentment, roar, madness and many emotions were intertwined, it was difficult to express them one by one, and the only thing to be sure of was that they were really scared in their hearts.

But is it their fault!

Whoever lets the tribe not come to save them, and the tribe does not save them, is not allowed to save themselves, they will die anyway, and it is better to exchange the lives of other untouchables for their injustice than to die together.

Yes, that's right, we're not wrong at all!

Die together, it's better to exchange the lives of the untouchables for their lives, don't you boast of the righteousness of the human race, don't you have the blood in your heart, do you want to protect your fellow human beings, then you go and die, this just satisfies the righteousness in your hearts.

You died in exchange for our lives, and what is wrong with us is just to satisfy the faith in your hearts.

The corners of their mouths trembled, and their trembling voices carried a kind of hysterical screams, constantly comforting themselves with fear, but the more they became more and more afraid.

Zombie wilderness, wipe out the whole race!

They don't want to die, and if they want to die, why should they be lackeys for the three-handed clan.

"The old man doesn't want to die!"

On the main seat, the Great Elder of the Mingyu Tribe burned with a ghostly flame in the depths of his pupils.

"Everyone doesn't want to die, it's all the damn fire temple eventful, a group of sanctimonious pseudo-human races, claiming to be the guardians of the human race, want to save the human race from fire and water, and don't look at what place this is, this is the small wild continent, not the human land on the other side of the ocean, this is the hunting ground of the heavens, he can defeat the king of the three-handed clan, and other alien races will definitely not let him have a good time. ”

"We still have a chance, we won't die, what is the righteousness of the human race, what kind of war blood stains the sky red, this is the old man's, the old man only knows how to live, the righteousness of the human race did not let me live, we can only choose to live in the hands of the three-handed clan. ”

A chilling killing machine burst out, and Great Elder Mingyu's eyes swept over several figures in the main hall.

"Is the news reliable, is our patriarch a little restless? ”

Under the whispering in the hall, Great Elder Mingyu revealed a hint of hideousness.

"What can a fool be restless, the key is that group of untouchables, news keeps coming from the west, the Terran Flame Temple wants to shelter the Terran tribe of the three-handed clan, so that those untouchables in the clan are moved one by one, just yesterday the old man saw that Lin Feng in the clan sneered at the old man from a distance. ”

At the next place, the three elders of the Mingyu tribe spoke up, and there was a hint of murderous intent in their eyes.

"A little commander of a thousand people, in the past, he had to grovel when he saw the old man, but now he dared to show disdain, not all those messages to make trouble, a pariah also wanted to reflexively, the old man personally chopped him up and threw him into the mountains to feed the beasts, and asked the old man to say that these untouchables, only blood can make them sober. ”

The Great Elder didn't care about the killing intention of the Third Elder, and still asked out loud: "Fourth Elder, what is the change in our patriarch!"

A middle-aged martial artist below the three elders spoke up and said, "It's still the same, hanging out with those untouchables every day, and helping those untouchables to feed the beasts and help them chop wood and cut trees. ”

"Could it be that the old man is too worried?"

The Great Elder's big hand rubbed against the armrest of the stone chair, and the light in the depths of his pupils kept changing.

"The Great Elder is just a fool, if it weren't for his stupidity, this patriarch would still be his turn. ”

"That's right, Great Elder, why bother with a fool, the most important thing now is what we should do next, if the Flame Temple comes over, do we really have to be arrested. ”

"Shut up!"

The noise in the main hall made the Great Elder couldn't help but be angry, and he suddenly calmed down.

As the Great Elder of the Mingyu Clan, he has ruled the tribe for a long time, from the very beginning when the patriarch of that generation did not know the current affairs, after being abused and killed by the Three-Hand Clan, and now to the current stupid patriarch, he has been in the position of the Great Elder for nearly two hundred years.

In the past two hundred years, the Mingyu tribe has changed more than 20 patriarchs, each of whom has lived for ten years, only now this fool has been in the position of patriarch for more than ten years, but he is a good supervisor, so that the untouchables in the clan can honestly dig ore veins, which is why he can live until now.

Of course, over the years, the number of Mingyu Hou tribe has dropped from more than 1.3 million people at the beginning to 700,000 now, but so what, he is still alive and well, and his relatives are still alive, so that's it.

"What are you afraid of, thousands of miles away is the Kunshan Pass, separating the central and western parts of the Sanshou Domain, this is the place where the Lord of the Shang clan surrenders resources, and the Shang clan will definitely not ignore it. ”

Immediately after, the Great Elder's voice was full of murderous intent, and he said, "Since some people are unstable, let them be stable." ”

"Great Elder, let's ......"

Feeling the killing intent from the Great Elder, the few figures that started were all cold.

"Why are you afraid, don't you kill less, now tell the old man about mercy, I'm afraid the blood you have stained over the years is enough to merge into a river of blood. ”

"Even if you don't kill, do you think the Flame Temple will let you go? Killing is killing, is there a difference between killing one and killing a thousand?"

"Do you want these untouchables to really turn against us, and crush us to ashes, Third Elder, you are willing to give up your more than 100 delicate beauties? Second Elder, your little grandson has just left. ”

"Kill the old man, since his mind is floating, Elder Ben will use his blood and bones to suppress these untouchables, and see who dares to think that someone will save them. ”

"After killing, send these bones to the Kunshan Pass thousands of miles away, and hand them over to the Shang Clan, presumably the Shang Clan will understand our intentions. ”

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Soon, the figures in the hall left one by one, leaving only Great Elder Mingyu, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he raised his hands, and saw blood-stained fingers in the depths of his pupils, and there seemed to be a series of unjust souls dancing in the blood.

"The old man just wants to live, in this land, everyone takes the human race as a slave, the righteousness of the human race is just a joke, it is not as good as a piece of armor, what is the conscience, if my Gu Shi has a conscience, I don't know how long I have been dead, I am afraid that now there are no bones left. ”

Soon there was a roar and scolding from outside the main hall, accompanied by the tearing of blood and bones, and the roar of blood and qi, which did not fall for a long time.

"Conscience is something, as long as the old man lives, what do other people care about me!"

Gradually, the light in the depths of Gu Fu's pupils became fierce.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for coming too late, if you don't save it, is it wrong for the old man to save himself!"

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The blood color floated all over the ancient mountain of Minghe, and the blood and qi rose from the stone village on the mountain, and the crying, roaring, unwillingness, and crying could not match a copper knife here.

In a short period of time, hundreds of corpses and bones were bleeding, and the blood water flowed down the cliff wall, making the entire Mingyu tribe quiet down at once, and the entire ancient mountain seemed to be silent.