"Why didn't Master rescue them one by one?" Zhou Haobin was puzzled, with Bai Fei's ability, it was just a gesture. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Bai Fei does have this idea, but you know that the beast-pro-beast has the ability to communicate with all things. He heard the creatures of the Valley of Death privately talking bad things about him, and he gave up in a fit of rage. ”

Every time he thought about it, the Demon Pterodactyl sighed.

"Damn, these guys are ungrateful!" Zhou Haobin opened his chin wide, isn't this the same as those beggars who accept alms from others and hate others for giving less!

Zhou Haobin had encountered a similar thing before, when he was six or seven years old, he went out and felt that the beggar standing in the cold wind was pitiful, so he handed him the change on his body.

To his anger, the beggar didn't say a word of thanks, but muttered, "Just this amount of money, a stack is not enough to fill my basin." ”

Although the beggar's voice was small, when Huang Xin heard it, he was furious on the spot, and the beggar couldn't return the scolding at all.

Since then, Zhou Haobin has never given a penny to the beggars who beg, but feels that it is shameless for them to beg with sound hands, and they are many times more black-hearted than the scavengers who want to survive.

Sometimes, people's indifference is not unrelated to the moths that remain in society.

It seems that not all creatures that live on the Red Flame Stone will be good to the Beast Parent, and the Valley of Death is a living counterexample.

Putting aside the thoughts of reminiscence, Zhang Bin also completed his opinion on this matter and said: "Boss, the mountains around this place are really strange compared to the mountain city, there should be a dark grid in it that can lead to the rest of the places. ”

"Got a dark grid?" The Pterodactyl shook his head, "But I didn't feel any spell fluctuations around me. ”

Zhou Haobin believed what Zhang Bin said, and proposed: "Or let's look around here." ”

With the approval of the two people and one dragon, Zhou Haobin withdrew from the poisonous rainforest and searched with Huang Ying on the periphery to see if there was really a secret grid, while Zhang Bin and the demon winged dragon searched in the poisonous rainforest.

Half an hour later, the periphery of the Valley of Death was all over by Zhou Hao, and even the mountain was climbed once, but he didn't find any place to pass through.

Suddenly, a person named "Hunting Blade Kill" in the team spoke: "Patriarch, there is an important clue in the north of Huanshan Chengbei (1685, 0729, 3058). ”

Zhou Haobin received the information, so he said hello to Zhang Bin and Huang Ying, and then rode the little wolf to the coordinates of the destination in a hurry.

After a while, Zhou Haobin came to the north of Huanshan City, and saw two family members and two NPCs discussing problems from a distance, and he was slightly suspicious. In this barren and wild place, how can there be villagers?

"Patriarch, you came at the right time, the couple said they had seen strange phenomena in the Valley of Death." Blade Hunter said.

When the two NPCs saw Zhou Haobin and the little wolf under him, their eyes lit up at first, and then they knelt down and cried: "Immortals, help us, it rains poisonously all day long in this place, and the crops we grow can't grow at all, and if we continue, we will starve to death." ”

It's so fake, Zhou Haobin couldn't help but have a word in his head, obviously the residents who live in Huanshan City are living very well, but now he met two farmers who actually told him that he was dying of hunger, are you sure they are not deceiving him?

Moreover, the poisonous rain has been raining for more than a day or two, is it possible that the two NPCs can go thousands of years without eating or drinking?

Perhaps seeing Zhou Haobin's disbelief, one of the farmers wiped away the tears in his eyes and explained: "Immortals, you don't know, we used to go to Huanshan City to buy grain storage materials. But recently, the money has been exhausted, and I have to try to grow crops to survive, but the crops can't grow at all due to the poisonous rain every day! ”

Zhou Haobin frowned, how could this scene be extremely similar to what he thought in the poisonous rainforest.

"Let's start with the strange phenomena you've encountered in Death Valley." Zhou Haobin said in a deep voice.

"Immortals, you may not know, in the west of Huanshan City, there is a place called the Valley of Death, where terrifying creatures are hidden, I heard that every six months they require Huanshan City to offer two fresh lives as sacrifices, as long as it is human."

As he spoke, the peasant suddenly put his head in his hands and began to tremble all over, "If we don't do what they say, they will let the poisonous rain rain fall every day and every night in the mountain city, and wipe out all of us." ”

"We have no choice but to draw lots every year to select two people and give them to the monsters in the Valley of Death as sacrifices."

"Even if we want to enter the Valley of Death, within the last hundred meters to the Valley of Death, the poisonous rain has never stopped, and it is even more terrifying than the rain in the mountain city. I once saw a young man in the village who broke in despite the dissuasion of others. As a result, he melted in less than a second, a living man! ”

As he spoke, the peasant's face showed a deep sense of fear, and his facial features were slightly distorted, as if he was particularly afraid of the creatures in the Valley of Death.

"Wait, what does this have to do with the strange phenomenon you talked about?" Zhou Haobin asked puzzled, and the farmer talked for most of the day, but it was all useless information.

After a while, the peasant calmed down and continued: "Once, in the middle of the night, I somehow walked to the outskirts of the valley of death, and I will never forget the scene I saw when I opened my eyes. ”

"There was a dragon with green flames all over its body, like fireworks blooming in the night, flying very conspicuously above me. I was so bold that I followed it to the Poison Rainforest and poked my head out to see what it was trying to do. ”

"When I saw it, I was stunned at once, the dragon had no eyes, only a faint green fire, and the sharp claws on its claws were digging open the sacrifices we had sent us, and gnawing merrily. I was so scared that I fainted, and I didn't know what was going on. ”

The peasant said this tremblingly, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he were the one who was eaten.

Zhou Haobin's head couldn't help but have the image of a magic winged dragon, which was almost exactly the same as the farmer's description. But he knew that it couldn't be the work of the Demon Pterodactyl, and the only thing that made sense was that another dragon was pretending to be him.

After sorting out the clues in his mind, Zhou Haobin asked, "How long is it until your next sacrifice?" ”

"Tomorrow." "There will be a lottery this afternoon to see who is unlucky enough to be sacrificed," the farmer said. ”

Zhou Haobin looked up at the sky, it was still gloomy, and he couldn't tell what moment it was, so he had no choice but to ask the peasants how long it was until the afternoon.

Knowing that there were only fifteen minutes left, Zhou Haobin summoned all the family members to return to Huanshan City on the team channel, wanting to see if their lottery ceremony was boring and what results might be obtained.

Because the poisonous rain had just ended, the people in Huanshan City were not wearing anti-poison suits as before.

Zhou Haobin saw that everyone had extremely depressed expressions on their faces, and they were praying or parting, causing the entire mountain city to fall into a bleak atmosphere, like a bleak autumn breeze blowing in the open woods.

After all, as soon as the results of the draw come out, there is a good chance that they will never see each other again.