Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Festival of Change

Something is wrong, it's really wrong!

Katya stared intently at the change in the center of the lake, shaking her head and muttering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hua Qi on the side immediately turned his eyes when he heard this, and asked in an eager tone: What the hell is wrong? Isn't it a festival! Why are they killing each other!

I do not know.

Traditionally, before the start of the water festival, the goddess of the lake holds a small prayer ceremony, and then the twenty selected qualifiers introduce themselves in turn. But today there is nothing ... In addition, previous projects were not dangerous, and there were no casualties. Unlike now...

A heavy sigh was heard, and Katya detailed the doubts in her heart. But this undoubtedly exacerbated Hua Qi's worries, and she almost got up to break the barrier that shrouded the central lake. Fortunately, everyone tried their best to persuade her, and she reluctantly gave up. After all, Xi Yan and the others have not been harmed in any way so far.

Besides, Hua Qi also wants to get it, even if he really does it, it will be useless.

...

What kind of festival is this! The whole one-kill game!

Sunwind held his shield in his hand, carefully guarding against attacks from all directions, and cursed angrily.

Cousin, what now?

The spear stabbed out of his hand, and Hitomi asked after forcing the purple-clad youth back again.

Xiyan did not give an immediate reply. It happened so fast that his mind hadn't turned around yet. After calming down, Xi Yan found that about forty of the hundred participants in the venue fell into madness, accounting for half of the total number.

This is not an easy situation. Forty participants slaughter as much as they want in the central lake, and whoever survives to the end wins! The moment the thought came to mind, Xiyan directly denied the idea. There should be another way... He began to meditate.

Until the sentence on the crimson paper, the festival item one: purification! appeared in Xi Yan's mind. After meditating twice, he cast his gaze to the red lake at his feet, and his eyes lit up.

It's purification!

Xi Yan raised her voice and shouted at everyone.

What the?

I see, I see!

As soon as Xi Tong asked in a daze, the flow law around him looked like he suddenly realized. He turned his head and glanced at Xi Yan, and the two nodded tacitly, leaving the other three with a confused expression.

The point is not to kill each other, but to purify, to purify this irrational lake.

Xi Yan gave a brief explanation, and then sighed and said: They are completely unnecessary sacrifices!

In a short period of time, several participants have already died under the sharp blades of others. Brilliant skills filled the imprisoned space, blasting through one giant wave after another, causing the blood-red lake to churn unbridled.

Like a picture of hell, Xi Yan subconsciously wanted to find Sai Shishi's figure, but unfortunately to no avail. Damn Ying Yu actually let a young girl participate in such a festival, which made Xi Yan's chest depressed to death. But he still tried to stay awake and not let the negativity consume him.

Are you annoyed!

Xi Yan's thoughts were interrupted by Xi Tong's loud shout, and as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw that the purple-clad young man was persevering in launching attacks again and again. Without words, he directly took out the reading of life and pounced.

The disadvantages of short weapons against long weapons are too obvious, so Xi Yan can only stand outside the attack range of the battle scythe to find the most appropriate time.

Xi Hitomi didn't use the skill, and with her powerful strength, she danced the spear like an arm, and defused the attack of the purple-clad youth again and again. The confrontation between the two is like the story of a spear and a shield, but the shield in the little witch's hand is not purely used for defense, and the counterattack from time to time makes it difficult for the opponent to parry.

I don't think there's room for me to play.

Touching his nose in embarrassment, Xi Yan smiled bitterly and sighed secretly. Then he looked at the other three people, and he was shocked... Caring too much about Xi Hitomi, Xi Yan didn't notice that there was a participant with blood-red eyes standing in front of Xi Feng and the others.

Thinking about who needed help, Xi Yan estimated the battle situation of the four, but unexpectedly, Xi Feng said a word: You go and find Sai Shishi.

Hearing the words, the other three also took advantage of this opportunity to nod to Xi Yan. Even if it is the daughter of Seronge, everyone can't bear to let Sai Shishi follow a person like Yingyu in such an environment.

Good!

Firm response. With a path opened up by everyone, Xi Yan quickly moved and left the center of the battle.

...

At a glance, the things imprinted in Xi Yan's eyes were like purgatory. Few people dared to say that they were intact, and the wounded abounded, and even more severed limbs, and continued to kill the enemy in front of them.

Glancing at the goddess of the lake in the distance, Xia Teiya, Xi Yan tried her best to suppress the tyranny in her heart. He couldn't figure out why the revered god was holding such a festival project.

Most of the outermost crowds have left, mostly children and women. Seeing such a terrifying scene, it is inevitable that there will be an indelible shadow in my heart. Many people with fierce personalities have already scolded and abandoned their original beliefs.

But Charttain didn't seem to see any of this, she just cast her eyes full of mixed emotions deep into the surging blood-colored lake below.

Dead and dead!

An uninvited guest suddenly appeared on the way forward in Xiyan. A woman wearing a green tightsuit with a charming face looked crazy, raised the long sword in her hand, and slashed straight towards the sunset, and the sharp sword momentum broke through a surging wave.

Damn, it's the aborigines again!

scolded secretly, and Xi Yan's figure was about to dodge on one side. It's a pity that the speed is too slow, the corners of the clothes are directly cut, and the rags fall in the wind. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his body and still retained his full combat power.

For the adventurers of the Upper Aborigines, Xi Yan is really powerless. If you are a player, there is always the possibility of a battle with a small difference in rank. But in the case of the aborigines, the difference in strength is not a little bit. It's not easy to deal with a low-level Lieruba, let alone these guys who have been specially selected to participate in the festival.

However, this woman who has lost her mind obviously can't let Xi Yan go, all he can do is fight with all his might.

Just as Xi Yan put on a fighting stance, a baby's cry suddenly came into his ears, making him stunned for a while. How could there be a baby in this place, after a moment of contemplation, Xi Yan spread his legs and ran away to the place where the voice came from.

Behind her, the woman in green held a long sword in her hand and slashed at the blood wave without stopping. Under the action of the strong force, the waves of the skyrocketing rose from the lake in front of Xi Yan, vowing to stop his forward pace.

But how could Xiyan obediently obey the district, Nima's road didn't work, so he ran another way! Desperately ran to the direction where the baby was, because Xi Yan always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere!