Several other elders were also full of surprise, obviously everyone didn't expect that the old cigarette pouch would disappear at this time.

The disciple nodded with a dejected face and said:

"I received the arrangement of the door owner, and immediately rushed to the old cigarette pouch's house, but I called the door for a long time, and no one answered inside. When I jumped over the wall and jumped in, several rooms were empty, old cigarette pouches, I don't know where to go! ”

The burly Kuroko asked:

"Isn't he going to inspect the pass?"

In terms of patrolling the Luoxin River Pass, Lao Tobacco Pouch is usually in charge, which is why Kuroko asks such questions.

However, no one answered his question, and several people here were people with very rich experience in the rivers and lakes.

In the middle of the night, without warning, the man was gone.

With the cunning character of the old cigarette pouch, he has 100% escaped with the news, there is no doubt about it.

Sure enough, the three holes of the cunning rabbit are despicable and cunning!

"Door master, there must be other ghosts in the tribe, think about it carefully, did you inadvertently leak the news?"

The old pimple with a sarcoma on his neck asked, tilting his head.

"Could it be that our Thousand Machine Gate heirs are really so spineless!"

"If I find out, I want him to die a good death!"

"It doesn't have to be someone from my Thousand Machines Gate, maybe, like the old fox, a lurker in the shadows!"

Everyone was gossiping, and the old and noble old man frowned tightly, thinking about what went wrong in this matter, and someone secretly reported the news.

But the key is, who is this person.

The whole thing is only known to Ren Xiu and Nian Xiaoyi, although Ren Xiu is an outsider, but all the abnormal conditions are the first to be discovered by him, although Nian Xiaoyi has been out to school for a few years, he has only just known everything in Shanghe Village.

These two people can be ruled out.

The core members of Hewei on the seat, the old ghost quietly went through them one by one.

It turned out that it was impossible to be the person in it.

Moreover, the news of the Dongzhou warrior was also told by himself in front of everyone after everyone arrived.

Several people have been in the hall all the time, and no one has ever gone out from there, so it is impossible for anyone to pass on the news.

So, who is the person who revealed the news?

The clock was ticking and ticking away, and seeing that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, the old man gritted his teeth and said slowly:

"Now that the time is urgent, tomorrow as soon as the ceremony of the Luoxin River sacrifice begins, the Shanghe Ancestral Hall will be opened according to the previous practice. I just got the news that the driftwood bridge has been completely destroyed, and the outer blockade line of Yushan is arranged by the dog, and it must have become an ornament. He has been lurking in the tribe for decades, and even if he has secretly infiltrated the ancestral hall before, he has never found the entrance to the mechanism.

The purpose of the Dongzhou warriors is the Pisces jade pendant, even if they carry guns and heavy weapons, they dare not blow up the ancestral hall, this is our hole card. Next, the people who are responsible for opening the Nine Palaces Bagua Killing Array on the altar will all be replaced, and everyone will re-select loyal and reliable candidates. Others,"

After a pause, two rays of cold light appeared in the pupils of the old master, his iron fists were clenched, and he said coldly:

"For the rest, let's go out with a thousand machines and kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Roaring and roaring, blood boiling, and the domineering momentum of killing and daring is unmatched!

……

In the starry night, figures disappeared into the various sheep intestine paths of the Shanghe tribe.

Lao Gui and more than a dozen core members of Shanghewei redeployed their defenses overnight, and they couldn't sleep at night.

The reason why Nian Laogui didn't let Ren Xiu and Nian Xiaoyi leave overnight was that he had his own plans.

According to the ancestral training of the Shanghe tribe, the Pisces jade pendant can only be owned by people with great luck.

Old Man Gui once thought that the person with great luck was Peng Jiamu.

However, even if Peng Jiamu is a rare genius who integrates martial arts and Taoist cultivation, he can't completely control the Pisces Jade Pendant. Even though Peng Jiamu used the Pisces Jade Pendant to control the broken embankment and Luoxin River decades ago, turning the tide and saving the Shanghe tribe, after the disaster, the treasure disappeared from Peng Jiamu's body out of thin air and returned to the original position of the ancestral hall.

He knew that the man with great luck had not yet arrived.

The so-called atmospheric luck, even the old man who is the current head of the Qianji Gate is not clear to himself.

But just now, he figured it out.

That luck that took a turn for the better may be on Nian Xiaoyi, at the last moment when the three-thousand-year curse of the Shanghe tribe is about to come.

Or rather, on the Ren Xiu with a mysterious origin.

It is also possible that it was one of the two female classmates.

All this is fate!

Crisis and hope coexist!

……

The geographical location of the Shanghe tribe is very unique, backed by the starting point of the Qinling Mountains when Dayu governed the Luoxin River, and the Shanghe tribe was built on the mountain.

Luoxin River is the birthplace of the Dragon Dynasty, on the territory of the Dragon Dynasty, if the Thorn Ridge Mountain Range is compared to a yellow dragon, the mountain range named 'Yu Mountain' by the Shanghe tribesmen is the core of the entire dragon:

Tap.

It's just that at this time, the head of the Yellow Dragon has been cut apart from all directions by the boiling river and turned into a lonely dragon head.

At nearly ten o'clock the next morning, the sun rose in the east.

The warm sun shone on a barren land of the Shanghe tribe.

With his back to the lonely Yu Mountain, Ren Xiu, who stood in front of the Shanghe ancestral hall, looked solemn.

As if thinking about something, he whispered to Xiao Ling beside him:

"I'll see a scene that makes you completely unbelievable, you should be mentally prepared in advance,"

"Cut, what's so terrible, isn't it just a sacrifice, is it possible that there is still a bloody scene?"

Xiao Ling jokingly said that what was completely different from Ren Xiu was that Xiao Ling's face was relaxed and comfortable.

She's looking forward to an eye-opener.

Wang Yunchao's side Nian Xiaoyi said:

"It's so mysterious, why do I suddenly have a feeling of fear,"

Nian Xiaoyi didn't say a word.

Seeing that Ren Xiu and Nian Xiaoyi, who were usually noisy, did not speak, Xiao Ling stuck out her tongue mischievously, and waited with Wang Yun for the ceremony to start with anticipation.

At this time, all the Shanghe tribesmen, who should be called the descendants of the Thousand Machine Gate, knew the news of the samurai's imminent invasion at this moment.

More than 200 gatekeepers gathered in the empty altar square.

These clansmen, who look very ordinary on weekdays, even if the enemy is present, are all dressed in simple countryman clothes, flower fabrics, coarse linen clothes, and flat-toed cloth shoes.

People who don't know, such as Xiao Ling and Wang Yun, think that a very poor tribe in the countryside is holding a general meeting of all the clansmen.

The only difference is that under the altar more than ten meters high, the yellow water is rolling, and the waves are turbulent, stirring up the waves and splashing water.

In the center of the altar square, there is a towering ancient mulberry tree, which is roughly estimated to have grown for hundreds of years, which is simply a living witness to history. Moreover, this ancient mulberry tree has long and leafy branches, almost covering the entire altar square of thousands of square meters.

On the trunk of the bucket of the ancient mulberry tree, a huge bronze bell hangs in the air.

The bronze bell is five or six meters in diameter, and its appearance is simple and old.

It is carved with very complicated inscriptions, giving people an extremely sad and vicissitudes of history.