Tie them up. ”

After the patriarch's wife was taken away, the patriarch said to the villagers who were escorting Lu Wanchu Fu Yixing.

Lu Wanchu retracted his gaze and smiled lightly, "Tie up?" What are you going to do? ”

"You don't have to know what we're going to do, you just need to know that you're dead."

A villager snorted coldly and stepped forward, ready to catch Lu Wanchu.

"You try to touch her?"

The cold voice of the yin owl came from Fu Yixing's mouth, which was terrifying in this darkness.

The villagers' hands were stiff in mid-air, and they retracted quickly, for fear of being cut off by Fu Yixing.

Lu Wanchu raised her eyes to look at Fu Yixing, Fu Yixing lowered her head, her phoenix eyes and her apricot eyes were intertwined, and under the faint firelight, there were countless starlights lingering in the eyes of the two.

"These two don't need it, I'm useful."

The master hooked his lips and sneered, he could smell the scent of the blood of these two people, it was much better than these tied waste, he would enjoy it slowly.

"Usefulness? Do what? Eternal life? ”

Lu Wanchu stood beside Fu Yixing, laughing coldly, his voice echoing in the darkness.

The master's eyes were condensed, sharp and cold, and shot at Lu Wanchu, "What did you say?" ”

What does this woman know? How would she know about immortality?

"I said you think you can live forever if you kill them? You're stupid! ”

Lu Wanchu laughed mockingly, she was mocking this group of naïve and terrifying people.

"Shut up, you dare to speak to the master like this, the master is a god, the hope of our Immortal Village, you dare to speak to the master like this, it is disrespectful."

A middle-aged woman scolded Lu Wanchu unceremoniously, and the rest of the villagers also echoed.

"God?!"

Lu Wanchu almost didn't laugh out loud, what do these people do with this so-called master? Actually a god? Sad and ridiculous!

How could there be such a feudal and superstitious village in this world? It's not ancient times, what are these people thinking?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought that she had returned to ancient times, back to that era of feudal superstition.

"What are you laughing at?"

The Master's eyes narrowed, looking dangerous.

Others are afraid of his eyes, but Lu Wanchu is not afraid, she will not treat him as a god.

"Do you think he can bring you immortality? So you think of him as a god? ”

Lu Wanchu looked around at all the villagers of Changsheng Village.

All the villagers looked at them with anger.

"Changsheng Village has been changed to Changsheng Village, you guys are really ridiculous!"

"And what god are you worshipping?"

Lu Wanchu's eyes fell on the red cloth in front of the bonfire, if she was not mistaken, the size should be the red bronze statue she saw in the small bamboo house.

"Shut up, that's the blood god who can make us immortal, and can bless us all."

The patriarch was still immersed in fantasy.

The people of Changsheng Village have been taking the master's pill for a long time, and they have long been controlled, thinking that they can live forever, but in fact it is just a dream.

"Blood God? What blood god? How come I haven't heard of it? A so-called blood god can make you immortal, so won't this world be chaotic? ”

Lu Wanchu sneered, these people are ridiculous and terrifying.

"Dare to insult the god of blood and worship her to the god of blood."

Some villagers attacked it in groups and collectively besieged Lu Wanchu.

Fu Yixing stepped forward and protected Lu Wanchu behind him, the king's breath poured out, and a pair of yin owl bloodthirsty eyes shot at everyone.