After this incident, Yang Xianmao also understood why those people outside the cave were desperate to shout in front of everyone, because they had to do their best to reproduce their offspring, give birth to children in a limited few days of life, and reproduce offspring, so that their human race could continue.

For them, it is really an inch of time, how precious time is, if you only use it for entertainment, then there is no time to reproduce.

The chief said, "But if you recognize this artifact with blood and it belongs to you, will you still give it to me willingly?"

Madame smiled and said, "We are husband and wife, although we have only been married for nearly two days, but this is already an old couple for us, just this, don't you still believe me?"

Speaking of this, she looked back at the gradually brightening sky outside the window and said, "We are getting old for another day, and by this time tomorrow, I will be an old woman." I don't want to be like that, I want to grasp my current youth, I don't want to grow old. I want to leap over the dragon gate and fly to adulthood, if I don't succeed, I would rather die in my youth. Therefore, I want to use this magic weapon to break through the dragon gate, and once I succeed, I will definitely return the magic weapon to you. If this person can come to us, I will have a way to send the magic weapon back. You have to trust me this time. I just want to fly to adulthood, I don't want to fight fiercely, I just want to live a few decades and enjoy the prosperity of the world, that's enough. ”

The chief stared at her for a long time, and then nodded slowly and said, "Okay, madam, that's right, since they are husband and wife, of course they should trust each other, and I can trust madam." Madame, let's use the Soul Seeking Grass to drive his soul away as soon as possible. ”

Madame Chief nodded, a smile reappearing on her face, and she said, "I will have someone set up a pot outside, and cook it at once, and after boiling for two hours, it should be able to take his soul." ”

With that, the chief's wife stepped out.

She had just taken two steps when her body suddenly shook, and then she slowly lowered her head, and saw that between the twin peaks where she was no longer tall, a bloody knife tip suddenly appeared.

She slowly turned her head back to look at the chief standing behind her with a hideous face. The chief grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and with the other jerked a dagger out of her back.

Blood gushed from the chief's chest, and she staggered and said, "We are married, you have said that you want to ...... with me Hand in hand to the white head...... , but ......"

The chief sneered and said: "Madame, how young is it, we are only ** days in total, you actually believe in the words of a person who can only live ** days, who will die if you don't die—— do you want to ascend to adulthood? Unfortunately, that is also my wish, and it is much stronger than yours." I don't believe you'll return this weapon to me after you took it away and got it. You lie to the children, this kind of thing can't fool me, since you don't want to, I can only kill you. ”

A miserable smile appeared on the corner of the chief's wife, and she nodded slowly and said, "Okay, I'm ...... , the other side of hell...... Waiting for you......"

With that, her body fell heavily to the ground, convulsed twice, and never moved again.

The old chief over there had only worked overnight, his head was much whiter, and his body was obviously much weaker, and he slapped his thigh and said to his son, "Okay, this is the courage to be a chief." ”

At this time, the son of the chief's wife came over chewing a piece of meat, and without even looking at the body of his mother on the ground, he walked up to the chief's father, bowed and said, "Father, you promised my mother yesterday that you would make me the chief." Can I be a chief tomorrow?"

The chief nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, of all my sons, you are the most like me." By this time tomorrow morning, you will be the chief. ”

"Thank you, Dad!" the tall boy turned around and walked back as he nibbled on the meat.

Yang Xianmao saw the cruel smile on the corner of the chief's mouth, and couldn't help but shout in his heart: "This old boy is ruthless enough, he wants to kill his wife and son." ”

Sure enough, the chief jerked forward, and the knife in his hand slashed at his son's neck. In the end, he is an eighth-level powerhouse, and this time he is extremely fast, and he will be in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, his son, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, shrank down before his knife slashed at his neck, and the knife swept almost against his scalp, cutting off a row of lengths.

And at this moment, his son flipped his wrist, and there was an extra bull-eared knife in his palm, which stabbed into the chief's stomach at an incredible angle, and cut everything horizontally, and cut the chief's stomach entirely, and all the intestines inside rushed out.

The chief had no idea that this would be the case, and he looked down at his belly, trying to reach out and shove the flowing intestines back into his stomach, but it was in vain. All the power of his body crumbled with this knife in an instant.

He sat down on the ground, stared at his son and said, "You...... You know...... I'm going to kill you?"

"Knowing the father, Mo Ruozi, if you can kill my mother, of course you can kill me. You can kill anyone, including me, for that artifact now, for your ascension to adulthood. You should know that even if you don't kill me, I will kill you, and even if you make me a chief tomorrow, the first person I will kill will be. ”

The chief smiled, and smiled very happily, and said, "Well, well, although I only lived three or four days, I have left behind a son who is as ruthless as me. I have no regrets about this short life. …… You quickly use the Soul Searching Grass to drive away the corpse's soul and obtain the defensive magic weapon. That magic weapon is very powerful, and it should be able to help you break through the dragon gate and soar to adulthood. ”

With that, the chief fell on his back to the ground, twisted a few times and died.

The old chief patted his thigh and laughed again, and said, "Ruthless enough! Worse than your father! Quick, take your dad to cook it, and you eat it yourself, this is what shows your ability. ”

The young chief glanced at the old chief and said, "I don't have time to do this now, I want to quickly take that defensive magic weapon and leap into the dragon gate to become an adult." Just wait and see how long I live, and you will spend your nine days here. ”

With that, the young man ordered a cauldron to be erected, and then threw the soul-seeking grass in his hand into the cauldron.

As soon as the soul-searching grass entered the pot, it immediately melted into the pot, and the water in the entire pot turned dark and bright, looking extremely terrifying and weird.

People on the outside already know what is happening inside, and they don't seem surprised, or at all, they are not interested in learning about it. They just came in, and at the command of the young chieftain, they brought piles and piles of firewood from outside, set them under the pots, and began to increase the fire.

When Yang Xianmao saw these firewoods, he couldn't help but move in his heart. I didn't see a single tree on the way, so where did I get this firewood? Since there is firewood, it means that there should be trees. Where there are trees, there will be forests, and there will be water.

The thought of water made him feel his lips even more thirsty, and he hadn't drunk a drop of water for several days all night. She almost felt that her throat was about to smoke, and if she wasn't anxious to know what would happen next, he would have really rushed to grab water to drink.

He always felt that there was something in the words of the chief's wife. She said, "I'm waiting for you on the other side of hell." It should mean that the chief would not live long, and at that time, he would not have thought that his son would rise up to avenge him. And his son was actually not here to avenge him at all, but for the magic weapon on his body to be able to fly over the Dragon Gate.

From this point of view, the words of the chief's wife must have another deep meaning. Is there anyone still going to kill the chief?

In this hellish place, only the more you know, the more likely you are to avoid danger. So he would rather endure the thirst of the smoke in his throat and see what happens next.

The big iron pot was set up, and the boiling water inside was boiling black.

The young chief walked up to Yang Xianmao, reached out and grabbed his arm, lifted him up, and walked step by step towards the big oil pot.

Until now, Yang Xianmao didn't see anything unusual, but many people gathered around to see the excitement. Yang Xianmao decided to take the young chief as a hostage.

And just as he was about to make a move, suddenly, from the dirt underground, a hand reached out, firmly grasped the young chief's legs, and pulled him down. Half of the young chieftain's legs were pulled into the ground.

Immediately, he let out a heart-rending scream, his hands slammed on the ground, and his whole body flew up and then fell.

But when he fell, he couldn't stand. It's not that he can't stand, it's that he can't stand at all, because the two legs below his thigh are all broken. He was only half a man left, and blood flowed like a broken stream.

The young chieftain screamed like an alarm, immediately alerting everyone inside and outside. Immediately take the blade, but it was too late, from the ground, swishing out countless hands, firmly grasping a person, sinking into the ground, cutting off both legs, or directly killing, and then throwing out.

In an instant, dozens of people were already killed inside and outside the cave, and their corpses were strewn all over the ground.

The old chief was terrified, and screamed: "It's the cavemen! They have attacked from underground, and what about our guards? Why can they break through our guards and go directly into our underground? There are inner ghosts!"

At this moment, the ground where the little chief had been killed cracked open, and from below came a short, lean man like a big mouse. He had a sharp beak and cheeks, and his hands were bent in front of his chest, like a mouse, staring at the old chief.

Then, he turned his head to look at the bodies of the chief and the chief's wife lying on the ground, nodded, and said, "Old chief, we meet again, although it is only a few days apart, I feel that we have been separated by decades. ”