"High Priest, if there is anything you are doing to me, give my family a way out. ”

A dark-skinned man was lying on the ground, his body covered in shocking wounds. His lute bone had a long chain on it, surrounded by black blood scabs.

It can be seen that this person has been subjected to inhuman torture before.

But even so, there were two children and a rather plain-looking woman behind him.

The swarthy man knelt on the ground, kowtowing like crazy. Because of the task assigned to him by the tribe, he failed to carry it out.

He can't get enough food, but if he can't, his son will starve to death.

Under such circumstances, he was so obsessed with stealing food from the warehouse.

Know that food is a very valuable resource among tribes. The hunting party guarded the food there, and it was almost impossible to avoid them and succeed in obtaining the food.

Knowing that he couldn't do it, he just did it, and the swarthy man also wanted to save the lives of his wife and children. In such troubled times, being able to eat well is already a luxury.

A white-looking chubby man stood in front of her, dressed only in a golden robe. Needless to say, he was the high priest of this tribe.

"You said that if I let you go today, and then I can go to the granary at night to steal like you, then what should I do with them?" the High Priest put on a rather puzzled expression.

In fact, he didn't intend to leave a way for the other party to live at all.

In this tribe, everything belongs to him. If the other party steals his things, it is a crime that deserves death!

"I did it all on my own, and neither my wife nor my son knew I was doing it. High Priest, it doesn't matter if you kill me, but I beg you to spare them a way to live. The swarthy man was still pleading on the ground.

After the villagers next to them saw this scene, many of them showed sympathy on their faces, but more of them were still afraid.

In front of the high priest, the strength of these people was too weak.

It's like fish on a board, as long as the other party wants to find and slaughter them, they don't have any power to fight back.

"Impossible!"

The High Priest said coldly, the flesh of his fat face trembling constantly. When he said this coldly, many villagers were a little stunned for a while.

The status of the family in front of him in the tribe is quite good, and this family is relatively kind. I didn't expect the other party to do such a stupid thing and steal the grain of the entire tribe.

Even so, it is not a sin that leads to death.

Many of the villagers could only think of this in their hearts, but none of them dared to stand up and accuse the high priest of his punishment, which was too severe.

If you dare to stand up and do this, you will die.

The high priest has undisputed power in the entire sect, and if he dares to jump out and accuse him, he will take the initiative to give his life.

The swarthy man was in utter despair.

The other party is determined to kill their family. Even if it is to make an example of the chickens and monkeys, he has to kill all his family today.

Chen Fan had already come to the mid-air of this tribe, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he subconsciously frowned.

In this space, any high priest is an executioner-level being.

These people deceive these poor people, and they are constantly forcing each other to do some inhumane things.

"Kill them just for me. ”

Seeing the swarthy man pleading in front of him, the high priest seemed to be a little tired of it, and didn't want to continue talking nonsense with this guy.

The members of the hunting party next to them also had unbearable expressions, but they did not dare to disobey the order of the high priest. If they don't, they'll be the next ones to be unlucky.

A throwing knife stood in the air, and there was soul power jumping on it. The throwing knife is like a dancing elf, shuttling back and forth in the air.

But at this moment, many people's hearts are extremely nervous.

They believed that in the blink of an eye, the family would be killed by this throwing knife.

"Don't blame me, it's all the orders of the high priest. After the captain of the hunting team said a silent sentence in his heart, the flying knives surged out in an instant.

Many people are afraid that the bloody scene will give them nightmares at night, and many timid people have closed their eyes at the moment.

"Bell!"

The sound of the sound of gold and stone sounded, and only a wisp of white sword qi flickered by. When the sword qi collided with the flying knife, the flying knife was instantly disintegrated.

The High Priest's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, he did not expect that things would come to this point. Moreover, the power shown by the other party is not like soul power at all, but like the immortal power left by their ancestors' handwriting!

In an instant, the high priest's heart hung in the air.

A man in black floated in mid-air, and the moment he saw the other person walking, the high priest's pupils shrank to the size of a needle.

How can ordinary people walk in mid-air?

Many villagers saw such an absurd scene, and many people immediately wiped their eyes, and they suspected that they had seen it wrong.

Is it really possible for a person to walk in mid-air?

Could it be that the person in front of him is the god of the high priest's mouth?

The villagers here are quite ignorant, and under the long-term brainwashing, their brains are no longer able to think normally.

Seeing such an incomprehensible scene, a small number of people already knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of the black-clothed swordsman.

It's not because of anything else, they think that the other person is a god in the sky.

The High Priest was immediately carried away by his anger.

How can the villagers under his command bow down to this damn outsider?

It was as if all this was out of control, and the black-clothed swordsman kept walking in mid-air, his cold eyes locked on the high priest's body.

Seeing this guy's white and chubby appearance, his eyes became even colder.

"You should be the high priest of this tribe, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, the black-clothed swordsman slowly said such a sentence.

"You outsider, you'd better go back from where you came. This space doesn't belong to you, and you don't want to meddle in our affairs. "The high priest is like a lion guarding his food, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Hehe, what if I don't listen to you?"

The black-clothed swordsman stood proudly in the air, and the wild momentum of the whole person suddenly exuded, which made people feel frightened.