Chapter 11 Qingluo

The icy weather continues to erode the grassland, there is a Henggu Mountain in the south of the Leah tribe, the mountain is covered with frost all the year round, because of the current winter, the coldest month of the year, not only the snow of Henggu Mountain, but also the snow white under Henggu Mountain.

The green meadows were buried by snow and ice and spread out for dozens of miles.

The area to which the Leah tribe belongs, probably because of the Henggu Mountain, which blocks the air flow from the north and south, makes this area of the Leah tribe particularly cold, and it will be covered by wind and frost every year, and it will not be until the early spring of the next year that the frost will melt and reveal new grass.

Qingluo was wearing a tiger skin coat, regardless of the cold, she ran in the direction of Henggu Mountain, and behind her, several burly men chased after her.

"Stop, don't run, Princess Qingluo, you can't go."

"Why?" Qingluo turned around and asked angrily, but her pace was even faster, she looked at the white and bright Henggu Mountain in the distance with a painful face, her eyes were full of hatred.

She doesn't want to be sacrificed by blood, just wait for Dolan to come back, just wait for Dolan to come back. There is a demon god in Henggu Mountain, but why do you want to sacrifice human lives with blood?

Come back, Dolan.

"Princess Qingluo, do you want to watch the Leah tribe be wiped out? Think about the patriarch, the chief's wife, the princess of barley, you think about the whole group. The man behind him shouted.

Qingluo's heart became more and more painful, and she shouted angrily: "Then which of you has thought about me, thinking about Dolan, we still have to get married, and we have to ......"

She fell to the ground, and the snow-covered ground made her not hurt in the slightest except for the cold that trampled on her.

Several burly men hurried forward. I want to catch the green carrot.

Qingluo lay on the snow, crying for a while, she looked back at the person behind her, and said, "Can't there be another way?" ”

She didn't want to die, but as everyone said, for her father, for her sister, for the whole race, for Dolan...... She couldn't give up her heart to flee like this. They didn't allow her to run away.

"Princess Qingluo. We can't help it, and I'm really sorry for you. ”

Having said that, Qingluo also understood the situation they were facing at this time. In the past, it was not without women being sacrificed to demon gods by blood. It's just that. She couldn't bear Dolan.

……

Zhang Yanchen looked at the mountains full of ice and snow, and looked at the tribal towns in the distance, as if he felt something in his heart.

Although it was snowy. It's not what she sees in the video, but Zhang Yanchen knows that she has been looking for half a month, and she has been looking for places similar to those in the image between various tribes, and she has finally found it at this moment.

She was a little excited and a little excited, if she could successfully get the first Holy Soul Order this time, then the next five would not be too difficult compared to it, and the first step to success was always exciting.

She happily stepped forward, as if to see the whereabouts of the Holy Spirit Order, but she only saw a canvas house, and at the end of these houses, near the upper side, a high platform was erected, and on the high platform, on the cross, a woman dressed in red was erected.

Zhang Yanchen's pupils shrank suddenly, this scene is an image of Tongtianjian, and on the jade platform in front of the woman, there is bound to be a holy soul order.

She stepped forward excitedly, turned into a streamer and appeared here, her eyes fell on the jade platform in front of the girl, but she saw that there was nothing on it.

On the bare jade platform, there was no shadow of the Holy Soul Order as shown in the video.

She was stunned, and then the empty valley had already rushed over to stop the chaotic scene because of their sudden appearance.

"Who are you?" Under the altar, Qing Ertu asked.

Their faces were ugly, and they didn't have any good looks for the two who suddenly appeared to interrupt their blood sacrifice.

If it was because of the delay in the blood sacrifice, the demon god was furious and blamed, but it was not something that their Leah tribe could afford.

Zhang Yanchen didn't find the shadow of the Holy Soul Order on the jade platform, and she was very unhappy, and Qing Ertu was very unhappy when she spoke to her in such a tone at this time.

With one hand in her hand, she grabbed Qing Ertu in front of her, looked at Qing Ertu coldly, and Zhang Yanchen asked.

"Say, what about the Holy Soul Order?"

The cold and angry question made Qing Ertu's whole person paralyzed, his whole body was cold and his hair stood on end, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

"What...... What Holy Soul Order, I ...... I do not know. "Even my voice trembled because I was afraid.

Zhang Yanchen grabbed his clothes, threw him out heavily, and hit the stone pillar in the distance, knocking the stone pillar down.

The girl who was tied to the stake turned pale when she saw this, and shouted anxiously, "Father." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Qingluo on the wooden stake, and when she didn't know what she was thinking, Qingertu, who had just been helped up on the ground, looked up and saw the sun in the sky, hanging high above her head.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Quick, don't worry about so much, the time is coming, hurry up the blood sacrifice, otherwise it will be too late." ”

As he drank, he was tied up and couldn't move, Qingluo, who was still worried about his injury, suddenly turned into pain, she looked at her father in a daze, only to feel that her whole heart was pinched, stinging as if her heart had been stabbed by someone.

The empty valley on the side understood it, and was particularly distressed by this bound girl, and said: "It's good that your daughter is dedicated to you, but she is thinking about how to sacrifice her blood to the demon god." ”

In a word, he immediately said that Qingertu was red-faced, and he didn't know how to react.

Zhang Yanchen passed, looked at Qing Ertu condescendingly, and asked coldly again: "Say, what about the Holy Soul Order?" ”

In the distance, two people wanted to go over to cut Qingluo's wrists, but Zhang Yanchen didn't turn his head, and waved his hand to the ground.

She hides killing intent in her eyes, and she is very dissatisfied with what Qing Ertu did, a person who is willing to kill even her own daughter is really not worth living.

The hollow valley had already gone over and untied Qingra's shackles, and walked over with Qingluo to this side.

Zhang Yanchen saw that Qing Ertu had no intention of answering, she couldn't help the killing intent in her heart anymore, the light in her palm flashed, and she was about to slash at Qing Ertu's head, but Qingluo knelt down in front of Zhang Yanchen.

"No, benefactor, please, don't kill my father, please, you are merciful, just let my father go!"

She kowtowed and begged for mercy, but the people next to her saw this, but they didn't mean to help at all, and they unconsciously retreated away.

Zhang Yanchen pointed his finger at Qingertu and said, "Father? Your father wants to kill you, and you beg for mercy for him? ”

Qingluo nodded heavily and said with a wry smile: "Although I hate him for being desperate to sacrifice my blood, after all, I am his daughter, and I can't leave him alone." ”

Her father gave birth to her and raised her, for more than ten years, even if it was to kill her...... She had to give it too!

"Hmph, what a daughter, what a father!" Zhang Yanchen snorted coldly and withdrew his hand: "I just need to know if your tribe has a Holy Soul Order, as long as you find the Holy Soul Order, I won't care what you want to do." ”

(To be continued.) )