"Grandpa....... Grandfather....... Are we going to die? Are we all going to die? The little boy shuddered and shrivered, and his whole little body shrank into the old man's arms.

"Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. The old man sighed lightly, and in the face of the little boy's fear, in the end he only sighed lightly, only comforting, and could not make any guarantees. Then he hugged the little grandson who had just escaped death even tighter, the old, wrinkled corners of his eyes, and a tear fell involuntarily.

"Village Chief, what are we going to do? Shall we escape? Why don't you run away? "A woman with a tattered flower cloth on her head was so sad that she almost knelt down.

"Run? Where to flee? Do you dare to run? You still dare to run?! Before the old man could speak, another woman, who also looked old, immediately retorted excitedly!

"Where are you going to run? If you run away, you will die! Under the withered yellow tree on the other side, an old man who was also old smiled bitterly and shook his head weakly.

"But wouldn't it be death for us to stay here?! Die early and die late, it's better to fight?! A younger-looking man seemed to stand up unbearably and looked at the pessimistic villagers around him, his eyes widened!

"Who doesn't want to run? But do you know what happens to the people who run? The old man under the tree glanced at him with relief in his eyes, but more weight was fear and sorrow.

"The big deal is death! I'm not afraid! A young man also stood up, with a resolute countenance!

"Dead?" The old man shook his head weakly. "You're not afraid of death, do you know why no one has run for so many years? Because the last person who ran away was caught, and then in front of everyone, in front of him, they first threw his youngest son, who was just one year old, to death, and then tortured his eldest daughter and daughter-in-law to death, and finally killed all the villagers of his village one after another in front of him. ”

Whether it is a man or a teenager, his eyes widen, and this matter is unknown to the younger generation.

"That man, watching the whole village bleed because of himself, and finally he couldn't stand it and went crazy......."

The older generation, such as the elderly, such as the village chief, have all experienced and even seen that disaster with their own eyes, those people, no, they are not people! Those demons, in order to make an example of the chickens and monkeys, called all the villagers in the nearby villages who were turned into meat animals by them, men, women and children, all watched the tragedy, some people wanted to resist, but almost the whole village was slaughtered.

Who would dare to be such a sinner in the whole village?

The old man had to admit that they were frightened, but what could they do?

They are just a group of ordinary people, and none of them even know what the so-called cultivation is, and the three major sects that they once regarded as saviors have not been heard from for a hundred years, regardless of whether they ask .......

The old man couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

Even the cultivators don't care, what can ordinary people like them do?

Why is it so difficult in this world?

The village chief never said a word, just hugged the little grandson in his arms, slowly brushed his back, and comforted the child who had just experienced the pain of losing his father and mother.

And in their village, there are a lot of such children.

The villages near them are all interconnected, and although those demons are not allowed to leave, these villages are still allowed to visit each other, after all, many of them are the daughters of the East Village who marry to the West Village, and the boys of the South Village marry the girls of the North Village.

When each village is listed as the next blood sacrifice site, the people of that village will invariably send their children to the surrounding villages, just so that the children can live for a longer time.

Even if they all knew that living like this might only be more painful.

But I can't help it.

They are all their own children, who is willing to do it?

Every time they set the number of blood sacrifices, all they could do was to send the younger children away as much as possible, and even when the number of blood sacrifices was not enough, some of the older children would take the initiative to stay, just to leave the chance to live for their younger brothers and sisters.

Sad?

But what can they do?

The village chief looked at the growing number of children in the village, and he didn't even know how long their village could protect these children.

Maybe next time, maybe next time, most of these children will be sent away, and some of the older children, even some of the children whose loved ones have saved with their lives, will be turned into a ball of blood with the old ones.

Who can save them?

Who can save them?!

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"That's what you're talking about?" Ke Cheng looked at the desolate appearance nearby, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt that he was simply amused by his brain, so he inexplicably didn't go to His Majesty, but ran here with this kid!

"That Demon Sect is here, I killed one of their elders before, and I chased them here." Hearing the voice of the person, he said confidently. "Think about it, this Demon Sect is doing some things that hurt heaven and reason and harm people under the banner of our Majesty, wouldn't it be for our Majesty to carry the black pot for them?"

"That makes sense, but why should we come here first?" Ke Zhen thought about what Wen Rensheng told him about what this Demon Sect had done, and nodded, but after thinking about it again, he suddenly reacted and looked at Wen Rensheng!

"Let's explore the way first, I have already repaired the book for Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will come when you receive it, don't be afraid." Hearing the voice of the person, he casually comforted him.

G-chan eyes! "Who's afraid? Joke! When we are demons, we are authentic! You guys are weird! It's not a good person, you have to be a demon, the devil is a demon, just do it? Why do you do bad things and call them demons?! Obviously, it's you who are the worst! ”

"Yes, yes, you're right, but what are they calling the Demon Sect?" The corners of his mouth twitched when he heard the human voice.

Ke thought about it, clapped his hands, and said righteous words! "It's called the Bad Guy Sect!"

Hear the voice: "......."

It's okay if you're happy........

"What about people now?" Ke gave a vent, and finally remembered to find someone, looked around the deserted and asked. Hearing the voice, he also became serious, and looked left and right vigilantly.

"It's probably around here. I once heard that those people had enclosed dozens of villages to make their meat and livestock farms, and they could be found just by entering the confines of the villages. But last time I chased after this and killed that disgusting thing, I didn't find the real entrance. ”

"You're useless." Ke Cheng rolled his eyes, looked around, and continued to walk forward.

"Don't mess around, we don't know what the strength of this Demon Sect is, it's still too dangerous for the two of us to enter rashly!" Hearing the voice, although he said this, he hurried after him.