"You're awake, hehe. A middle-aged man with a fat body appeared in the fox's hazy sight with a lewd face.

Without waiting for the fox to reply, he lifted his coat and turned back to the people and shouted loudly, "Prepare for execution." ”

These words exploded in the fox's mind like thunder, and he looked around in bewilderment, and was surprised to find that he was tied to the wooden pillar that fixed the thatched pavilion, and the strong ropes bound his limbs to death, and it seemed that they did not think that he was a fragile child at all.

The fox grinned, and his bruised skin was now grunting with pain. After their inexplicable attack last night, the fox was already scarred and covered in bruises, and he smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

She was right. Humans will not accept monsters, and they will blame all the evil on creatures that are different from them. In their eyes, they are great and noble saints, and foxes are sacrifices that should be sacrificed to the gods.

"Hehe, you can still laugh when you die," the middle-aged fat man shook his head playfully, "It's really pitiful." ”

"Immortal, what do you think should be done at this moment?" The old man in front of him didn't seem to dare to be careless, and modestly asked the black-robed man next to him.

"Just as you will, be of good cheer. ”

As soon as the words fell, the patriarch sighed with relief, and then glanced at the fat man.

The fat man pretended to clear his throat, and then began to shout to the surrounding villagers, "Clansmen, you all know, we have settled here for a long time, and we have always kept to ourselves, and we have never had conflicts with the demon clan. Until now, the monster has defiantly broken into our village, and it has also led out the monsters in the back mountain. All of you here are there to see this. ”

"As for him, this monster, even the immortals have said that if he exists, it will definitely bring disaster to our village. The fat man pointed at the fox tightly, as if he were pronouncing a sentence.

"Heh, ridiculous, really ridiculous," the fox spat out the remaining blood foam in his mouth, and shot back mockingly, "It's obvious that you are prejudiced against the demon clan, how have I ever hurt someone, every day I either have to face the bullying of your children, or I was suddenly surrounded and beaten, is this what you call peace and self-control, this is what you call peaceful coexistence?"

Kitsune was a little excited, he was fed up with their self-righteous attitude.

"Ridiculous! No matter how much you argue, it's an undeniable fact that you're a monster," the fat man scolded with a red face, and the fox was indeed right, after all, from his appearance to the present, he had never seen him hurt anyone, but they seemed to be a little bit of a snake, making a big fuss again and again.

However, the fat man had to refute it brutally for the sake of face.

"Patriarch, in my opinion, it is better to be executed as soon as possible to avoid any further changes when the time comes. The fat man smiled earnestly.

"Let's do it. ”

"Okay, go to the torture device. ”

Then, a wooden cart full of sharp weapons was pushed up. It seems that these killing weapons with some weak spiritual power are the torture tools in their mouths.

"Wait. The black-robed man waved his hand and drank the villagers who were pushing the cart.

"Immortal, what other instructions do you have?" asked the patriarch with some surprise,

"Just these mortal weapons that don't have a little spiritual energy can't deal with him," before the words fell, a black light flew from his sleeve, instantly enveloping the torture instrument.

The black light gradually melted into the sharp weapon, and the blade, which was originally a faint green light, spread lines like spider webs.

"It's still thoughtful by the immortals. The patriarch said with a compliment, "Do it." ”

"Yes. ”

The fox raised his head and looked at the immortal in their mouths, the black mist surrounding him, and his face was not visible at all.

It seems that the black-robed man seems to know something, and as for who he is here, it is up to him. Thinking of this, the fox smiled playfully, it was really sad to die in the hands of these people so inexplicably.

The howling west wind came suddenly, and the fox snorted softly in pain.

"Hmph, look how you can laugh", the fat man tightened the trembling whip in his hand, and mocked haughtily.

The sturdy whip kept swinging at the fox's body, and every time it touched his body, a black mass sliced through his clothes and skin like a blade, and blood slowly oozed out until the flying whip tail dyed red.

The fat man seemed to be a little tired, and bent down breathlessly, "Hey, I said you monster, your skin is quite hard." ”

He took a deep breath, rubbed his somewhat sore wrist, and was about to wave it again, only to find a pair of immature little hands holding the whip tail tightly.

"He's not a bad guy!" the childish voice sounded, "He's not a monster, he's my friend." ”

The fox gritted his teeth, his whole body was in great pain as if it was broken, the black mist did not dissipate, it circled tightly around his wound, as if it was sucking up the blood that was constantly oozing from the wound.

The fox endured the pain, and on his pale face, his hollow pupils carefully looked at the people who came.

It's her! A little mushroom in a red cotton coat was firmly blocking in front of him at the moment, and his angry momentum made him can't help but smile.

"Whose little doll is this, don't hurry up and take her away", the fat man seemed to have red eyes, didn't care about the girl's appearance at all, and slammed the whip away.

Su Jin's thin body fell to the ground suddenly, and her immature hands were also scratched by the rough but strong whip tail. The sudden pain brought tears to her eyes instantly, but she gritted her teeth and stood up, holding back her tears.

"Both Mr. and Ah Niang have said that not all people are monsters, and monsters are not all bad people, I believe my friend. She cried out with difficulty, oblivious to the dust on her clean red clothes.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged woman ran up, she was protecting Su Jin to death, and the fat man's whip hit the woman's body heavily in an instant.

"Stop!" the patriarch shuddered at him, "You can do it too!"

After saying that, he glared fiercely at the fat man who had taken a few steps back.

"You're alright, Lady Moon. The old man ran to help the woman up, and said with concern.

"Hey, you stinky girl," the fat man pulled away Su Jin, who was biting his arm hard, and was about to hit him, but was stopped by the patriarch who was glaring at him again.

"Mrs. Yue, I'm really sorry, Wang Mang didn't do things properly," the patriarch was ashamed to compensate the woman, "This is also to blame for my mishandling and almost made a big mistake." ”

"It's okay, patriarch," the woman hugged Su Jin, who had almost fallen, and wiped the dust off her body.

"Isn't it just a pair of mother and son picked up, and it's not our clan, so ...... need it", the fat man muttered angrily, and his voice was small but word for word to their ears.

The patriarch turned his head a little angrily, and stared at the fat man behind him who was hanging and complaining.

The man immediately shut his mouth, avoiding his gaze.

This old thing, all to this point, still maintains outsiders, hum. The fat man cursed silently in his heart.

Mrs. Yue's face was gloomy, and then she took out Xiao Sujin, who was struggling in her arms.

"He's not a bad guy! He's my friend! A-Niang, if you let me go, I'm going to save my friend." ”

"Silly boy, no one would want to be friends with monsters," Mrs. Yue comforted her helplessly, but she still looked at the fox tied to the stake with some distress.

"But, don't you also know, he hasn't bullied others, A-Niang!" Su Jin couldn't help crying anymore, "But, but, I said I would be friends with him." ”

Alas, stupid child, there is nothing the mother can do, after all, no one dares not to listen to the words of the immortals. Mrs. Yue comforted her crying daughter in her arms in distress.

"Hmph, I'll see who can intercede for you this time," the fat man seemed to be intending to get rid of him quickly, with a sinister smile on his face, and with that, he pulled out a small bottle full of liquid from his arms. The purple liquid was boiling like it was boiling.

It seems that it is still necessary to rely on the spiritual treasure given by the immortals to shock the old thing, so as not to disturb it again. He jerked up his hand and drank the liquid from the bottle, licking the mouth of the bottle with a lingering finish.

He laughed playfully, and just a few steps before he suddenly stopped. Immediately, a look of pain appeared on his bloated face. He scratched his face desperately as if he was going crazy, and after a while, several horrific blood marks appeared in everyone's sight. At this moment, the fat man, the whole person was wrapped in the black mist, like a huge insect egg constantly rolling on the ground, he groaned in pain, frightening the surrounding villagers to retreat again and again.

"Immortals, what is this?" The patriarch was also a little afraid, but after all, he was old and had a lot of experience, so he didn't react as strongly as those villagers, and with the presence of immortals around him, he naturally had the courage to set an example to the villagers.

"He's gathering spirits," the immortal looked at the miserable fat man in front of him with satisfaction, and slowly explained, "I have absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy into my body, and I have never strengthened my body, so the patriarch doesn't need to worry about it." ”

If the clansmen observe carefully at this moment, they will definitely find that the immortals hidden in the black fog are holding back a smile. After all, he still concealed something, the purple liquid is made of the blood of the feathered black snake with a unique secret method, and this feathered black snake is one of the more toxic among many strange beasts, it is said that an adult feather black snake king can even compete with those who stand at the top of the pyramid after continuous cultivation, but because it is a barbarian born against the sky after all, it is naturally difficult to achieve that kind of strength.

And those who take this medicine, even ordinary humans with mediocre qualifications, can cultivate greatly in a short period of time, but in less than half an hour, they will have a severe poison attack and completely become a puppet of the black snake.

It seems that this good drama has really entered the climax, thinking of this, in the incomprehensible eyes of the patriarch, the immortal applauded with satisfaction.

"Hehe, the immortal is really well-informed, I really admire the villain, admire," the patriarch laughed vigorously.

The fox stared at the compressing black mist in front of him in surprise, and there was some fear in his eyes.

Gradually, the black mist completely integrated into Wang Mang's body, he stood up tremblingly, and circles of black scales stood out of his bloated flesh, and there were faint traces of blood on it, like a fresh little snake breaking out of its shell. And his face turned into a hissing strange snake face, and vaguely, Wang Mang's outline was still clearly visible. The turquoise pupils stared at him like jewels, and the terrifying fangs were constantly dripping with a mixture of blood and saliva, making people shudder.

"Abominable monster, my family has been killed by monsters, and today I will avenge my tragic deaths," the hissing snake hyacinth said strangely, and Wang Mang's voice stimulated the brains of the villagers in the place like a hiss.

Hearing these words, the fox seemed to understand his previous extreme behavior, perhaps it was not necessarily these villagers who were wrong, but those brutal and ferocious beasts. He fell into deep doubt, and in a daze, deadly danger suddenly struck like a poisonous snake.

"Monster, die!"