It was night, a carriage swayed along the rugged mountain road, although the carriage was bumpy as if it was about to fall apart at any time, but the old man with a hat sitting on the carriage was as steady as Mount Tai, and it seemed that he had long been accustomed to this kind of mountain road. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he was about to reach his own clan, the old man suddenly spoke: "Baby, do you want to go outside too!"

The old man was obviously talking to the young man who was driving the carriage, and the young man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but pout: "Look at those tribes who went out, they now have enough food, and even have surplus, and they don't have to risk their lives to hunt in the deep forest, of course I feel good outside!"

Listening to the young man's words, the old man fell silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the old man in the hat changed his expression, rushed out of the carriage, and pulled the reins of the carriage, the young man was startled, he didn't know what he was doing, the old man in the hat waved his hand and cut the traction rope of the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Go quickly! Go to the big chief, say that the situation in the tribe has changed!"

The young man was confused, but when he saw the distorted face of the old man in the hat, he didn't dare to say more, so he pulled up the reins of the horse and turned his head, and ran over the way he came.

The old man jumped off the ground: "Who is the one who came?

"You can actually detect me, your strength is very strong," in front of the old man in the hat, a breeze blew, and a figure appeared here, he was wearing a cyan robe, his figure was very thin, and his face was a young man, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but from him there was a disgusting smell of blood.

The old man's body was trembling, and he forced himself to compose: "How is my clansman?"

He could smell the smell of blood coming from the upwind outlet, but it was still more than ten miles away from the tribe, if the smell of blood wafted from the tribe......

As if to verify the words of the old man in the hat, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "There should be 143 people in your tribe from top to bottom, and the one hundred and forty-three heads are placed at the entrance of your village, you can count them!"

The old man in the hat almost stumbled down as if he had been hit hard, yes, there were 143 people left in his tribe......

At this moment, a round thing gurgled and rolled at his feet, and when he looked closely, it was the young man who had just ridden away, and now the boy's severed head was condensed with the fear of death.

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly: "Well, it's 144 heads now......"

"Who the hell are you......" The old man in the hat forcibly suppressed his trembling body from anger: "Why are you killing my people!"

"Your people, we are your real people. The face of the young man in green clothes suddenly began to change, and the face of the old man in the hat facing him also changed violently.

"You...... You're from the Demon Realm!"

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded: "Yes, those of you who are the patriarch should also know that the so-called "Inhuman Race" is actually the descendants of the Demon Realm left on the mainland, those of your clansmen, their bloodlines are too complicated, it is simply an insult to our noble bloodline, but you are different, your bloodline is very pure, so you can be the patriarch, we can accept you." ”

"You want me to betray the Inhumans?"

"This is not a betrayal," the young man in Tsing Yi swayed in front of the old man without worry: "This is the reckoning of our Demon Realm, you have the noble bloodline of our Demon Realm, and those Inhuman races, most of their blood is dirty, we have to screen, the clansmen with relatively pure bloodline, you can return to the Demon Realm, instead of living in this continent that has discriminated against you for generations!"

Seeing that the old man in the hat did not speak, the young man continued: "Think about it, how have humans treated you Inhumans over the years? You live in the most sinister "Ending Forest" in the mainland environment, you have to hide your identity when you walk in the city, otherwise you will be accidentally arrested and made a slave, you are not a traitor to the Inhuman race......

"Think of your great chief, who wants the Inhumans to live with the humans! This is impossible! You have forgotten how your son died? He was taken by the humans, extorted a confession in the most cruel way, and then died a tragic death, can you forgive such a human? Can you forgive the traitors who want to live in harmony with the humans!"

The old man's gaze gradually blurred, yes...... What is there to hesitate about, just now, the other leaders were still scolding themselves for being an old stubborn!

"What you have to do is very simple," the voice of the young man in Tsing Yi seemed to have a great magical power: "Just repair a book and let your big leader come here......"

"Big Chief?" the old man frowned, "Big Chief, that guy is very stubborn, it's impossible to listen to you!"

The young man in Tsing Yi continued to bewitch: "Wouldn't that be just right? As long as he is gone, you will be the big leader!"

The old man in the hat was shocked: "You mean...... Are you going to kill the big leader, let me do it?"

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled: "Of course, there is no problem with this, as long as the big leader is killed, his daughter Bai will definitely return here......"

When he said this, the old man's originally cloudy eyes suddenly sharpened: "Your target is Bai, it's the "Seven Witches"!"

The young man in Tsing Yi was startled, his face changed, the head of the old man in the hat suddenly flew up, a stream of blood rushed out and spurted out a long distance, the wind swept through the body of the old man in the hat, blowing his body away, under the old man in the hat, I don't know when a black hole appeared, obviously I don't know what is drilling into the ground from here, although I don't know what it is, but it must be a tool to transmit information!

Damn it!

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at the fallen head of the old man in the hat, although he was dead, but this wrinkled old man showed a mocking look, you really think I would betray the Inhumans?! There are no traitors among the Inhumans!

The young man in Tsing Yi finally understood, just now the old man in the hat pretended to be tempted, he was playing his own words, this old guy's strength is lower than his own, I don't know where it went, but he seems to have a special way of transmitting information, although he died, he successfully passed the information out, at least let the Inhumans in the Danube Plain know that a new enemy has appeared!

The young man in Tsing Yi stepped on the head of the old man in the hat, and his face finally showed a hideous look: "A mongrel race, how dare you deceive the noble pure-blood demon race! Our "hawks" will make you Inhumans pay the price, and I will completely destroy you!"