The father and son of the village sat on the ground, their bodies shaking from time to time, and they were frightened by the scene they had just seen, which popped out of the old man's eyes, and was a real and terrifying picture. The old man's eyes were even more terrifying than wormwood, his heartfelt fear, as if he was from hell, just now, although he did not emit any obvious light waves, but it seemed to have caused substantial damage to the father and son, but this kind of damage could not be seen from the outside.

He walked towards the village chief and the two of them, and their hearts were lifted all of a sudden, and when Ying Qianbai saw this, he wanted to stop it, but in his current situation, he couldn't even scream, and his body couldn't move, so he could only watch the tragedy happen.

Ai Ma saw the old man walking towards them and shouted: "The one who moves the smaller, the old one knows where the three-legged golden crow is, don't kill it!"

Although the old man didn't like to listen to Ai Ma's words, but to carry out the task, he was not tired of Ai Ma's order at all, he just walked silently, his gaze changed from the village chief's face to Yingchuan's face.

In the face of this old man's coming, they only felt a gloomy darkness, pressing their bodies, forcing them not to move, due to the influence of fear in their hearts, they couldn't even use the instinct to escape, the village chief was worried about his son Yingchuan, but in his mouth, it was difficult to make a sound, he looked at the destroyed village, the villagers were no more, there was only Yingqianbai, Yingchuan, Sister Mei and the village chief, at this moment, he gave up on himself for a while, obviously as the village head, but he didn't even have the strength to protect the villagers, to defend the village, he had to hand over to Ying Qianbai to do, and let Ying Qianbai, the proud figure of the whole village, face death, this one thing made him extremely self-reproachful, now, his son is about to face death, but he can't do anything, that three-legged golden foot, is it really so important!

That's what makes the land of Tanggu rich, but now, there is no one in the village, and there is no one, what is the use of taking the three-legged golden crow, it is useless, and without people, the soil will become a wasteland.

His heart was shaken, the three-legged golden crow was to protect the people of the whole clan, there was no one in the whole clan, there was really no need to exist, and he didn't want any more clansmen to sacrifice.

Now, he wants to be a qualified village chief to protect the rest of his clansmen and his relatives.

Before the old man walked close, he desperately restrained the fear in his heart, his lips moved slightly, his heart began to warm up little by little, and his mouth could also move, he immediately shouted: "Don't kill my son, I tell you, where is the three-legged golden crow, I beg you, let my son go." ”

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As he spoke, there was a whining in his words, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

"Can you still speak, not bad!" the old man glanced at him, he walked in front of the two of them, listened, two hair-making eyes glared at them, "Okay, I can not kill your son, but the person over there must be saved, that is to say, a human life must be exchanged, whose life are you going to take?"

"What!"

The village chief was shocked in his heart, and said that the three-legged golden crow, do you have to sacrifice a life, how can this kind of thing be agreed, he said: "This kind of thing, I won't do it, I am already willing to tell the whereabouts of the three-legged golden crow, if you want to hurt the life of any of us, don't want to know the whereabouts of the golden crow." ”

"It's up to you whether you say it or not, but you have to know that you are not qualified to talk about conditions, if you don't say it, you will all die, and this land will cease to exist. In addition, threats are used to blackmail the weak, do you think this method is suitable for me?"

When the old man spoke, he deliberately bent down and looked at the village chief at close range, the village chief saw the murder and the corpse in his eyes, and his eyes had a heavy yin qi, such a person, no one could threaten him, this is just as he said.

The village chief understood, whether he said it or not, he had to die to do it, he lowered his head, and he had been in pain for a long time, and after a while, he decided on the outcome and said, "Well, I choose to exchange my life for my son's." ”

Ying Chuan tilted his head, his eyes were full of tears, looking at his father, his eyes were full of reluctance and reluctance, this was the result he didn't want to see, he could die by himself, and he didn't need his father to carry it.

Bound by fear, he could not speak, only whining, and now, shaking his head in pain, weeping, like a mute, unable to express the pain in his heart and the deep love for his father.

Guarding him is what a father should do, he has lived so long, and he has lived enough, I only hope that his son can live comfortably.

The village chief said, "I will tell you the whereabouts of the three-legged golden foot, and after you kill me, you must not harm my son and Qianbai's safety." ”

"Qianbai, do you mean that kid?" the old man said, glancing at Yingqianbai.

"Yes. ”

"Yes. The old man hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Well, let me tell you, the so-called three-legged golden crow, in fact, is the giant tree you see, on this big tree, there is a layer of protective barrier, the more leaves of the Fusang tree, the stronger the protection ability of the Fusang tree, every time there is a high-intensity attack hitting the trunk, the leaves will shake off, when the number of leaves drops half, the whole tree will bloom with golden light, when the time comes, in pouring the blood of our Dongyi tribe under the roots of the big tree, the three-legged golden foot can turn static into movement, from the Fusang tree to the three-legged golden foot. ”

After listening to the village chief's statement, Ai Ma couldn't help but think, "Sure enough, I said how I heard the bird's call before, I thought that the three-legged bird was on that tree, but I didn't expect that such a big tree was the three-legged bird." ”

"If you want to use blood, you'll use mine. After speaking, the village chief turned his face to look at his son, who had been staring at him with tears and could not speak.

Seeing his son burst into tears, the village chief showed a relieved smile, the corners of his eyes were still shining with tears, and he said: "Son, I named you Chuan, I hope that you will be like Dachuan, the river will flow endlessly, you are still young, live a good life with Meimei, when you leave, remember to leave here with Qianbai, and don't come back." ”

The cold wind is blowing, the leaves are flying, once this huge Fusang tree leaves the ground and becomes a three-legged golden crow, then this place closest to the sun will no longer be rich, and will become the barren land long ago, and the few Dongyi people can only be forced to wander to other countries to wander for a living.

This kind of forced to leave his hometown is really painful in his heart, and the love of the people of the land under their feet is deeply rooted and extremely deep.

"Okay, you've talked enough, I'm going to start!" The old man was already a little impatient when he watched the bitter drama between the two, he quickened his pace and walked towards the village chief......