Looking down at this little fish ball cub covered in rags, I couldn't tell whether my heart, which was still pounding, was grateful or afraid of her for saving her life, but it was probably mostly fearful, because in my eyes now, even the little cat beast that was squaanting on her shoulder at the moment seemed to be full of evil.

"I ...... You .....", the sun was covered by the dense birds overhead, and I looked up at the sky, only to find that I didn't know how to answer the question of the fish ball.

Just when I was shocked by this flock of birds that were always entrenched in circles in the sky, Yumaru gently grabbed my forearm and pulled me down, and whispered to me something that made anyone cry and laugh: "You block me a little, that old guy is so ugly, I'm afraid."

Her words stunned me for a moment, and then I scolded the street in my heart and thought, "Are you still afraid?" Damn, now that old guy can't keep it all right, he's already scared of you to pee his pants! “。

I took a few deep breaths and calmed down, to be honest, I really wanted to run away and hide in the mountains or dense forests, of course, if the fish balls hadn't appeared, maybe I would have done it, even though the balls were still in the hands of the demon people.

And as for the bald and dumb, I never thought about their life or death.

"Chuan won't give you food, she said you are bad people", Yumaru suddenly flashed out and shouted shyly to the black-skinned old man, and immediately hid behind me after shouting, only revealing a small head and secretly looking at each other.

When the spirit-bearers heard this immature voice, they all looked at the black-skinned old man, not only them, but even I felt that such an opening statement was a little confusing, and the black-skinned old man frowned even tighter when he heard this.

"What else did Chuan say to you?" , I saw that the fish balls were not moving behind me, and asked her urgingly, but I was muttering in my heart, "My little aunt, can you say something important?" For example, let us go home safely! ”。

"Oh, also, Chuan told you to leave now, and you are not allowed to come here to grab food again", Yumaru said again when he heard my words.

I turned around and looked at the fish balls, patted her little head, and said in my heart that this is completely childlike talk, they will indeed go, but you tell them not to come again, for people who are used to aggression, this is simply a fantasy, unless you can teach them a bloody lesson.

But things in the world are so elusive, and just when I was about to remind Yumaru to take advantage of the current situation and ask the demon to release all the slaves, the black-skinned old man not far away did something completely unexpected to me.

I saw that after hearing the words, he lowered his head and slowly moved forward, the pace seemed to be extremely heavy to him, every few steps, he had to look up to see my position and the face of the fish ball, and then lowered his head again, and continued his "journey".

The vigilance suddenly rose, and I protected the little cub behind me with one hand, although I knew that this kind of action was completely useless, and even the little cat beast of Yumaru might have done much more than me, at this time it had jumped off Yuball's shoulder, and with a kind of kingly air pacing catwalks, standing firmly in front of me.

The shrill chirping of birds in the sky was louder and hovering lower, and even the black-skinned horses were snorting.

At this moment, the black-skinned ghost slowly bowed down, bent his knees, bowed his head and knelt down in front of our eyes, and said something to the ground with words in his mouth, it was the language of the spirit, I couldn't understand, but with his words, the few evil men left in the distance also knelt down with him, facing our direction.

The bald man who had regained his freedom immediately turned over, rubbed his head and kicked the evil man who had just pressed on him and ran away, but Dan Dan stood motionless as if he was blinded, not knowing whether to kneel down with the demon or run out of the other party's control like a bald man.

At first, I thought that this old immortal was trying to cast some mysterious spell or some kind of trickery, but then I was dumbfounded.

He actually knelt forward a few steps on the ground, his hands seemed to be performing a very indescribable ritual, until he was only more than three or four meters away from us, he actually lay down and stuck his whole body on the ground, holding his head in both hands like maggots and arching to the feet of the fish balls, until his forehead gently touched the tips of the fish balls, and the fish balls were so frightened that they stuck them on me, and I wanted to jump on top of me.

I was puzzled in my heart, it stands to reason that such a behavior is a recognition of the Lord in the eyes of the natives, but no matter how I think about it, I can't figure out what this old man is trying to do to Yuqiu?

Yumaru looked at me with a worried expression, in fact, I was not much calmer than her, and I didn't know how to deal with this scene at the moment.

"Tell him to let all the slaves go," I whispered to Usball, who told him my words word for word, but her voice trembled a little.

"Didn't the evil spirit say that you can't command your people in a lowly slave language," the old man didn't react when he heard this, he still faced the ground, but whispered in the native language.

I frowned, not understanding the old immortal words of Heipi, but at this time, the fish ball pulled my hand tighter, and I was as overwhelmed as I was.

Suddenly, a soft, gentle voice came from behind me, in a language I didn't understand, but it seemed to be like a ghost's language.

Sister Chuan, when did she touch this? You must know that the blind road I created for her was only built in the middle of the woodland, not to mention that there were more than a dozen traps with blades along the way.

Hearing the sound, Heipi also raised his head slightly and cast his gaze at Sister Chuan, and when he saw it clearly, his narrow eyes narrowed, and then he showed a look of contempt, and his mouth seemed to say something to Chuan, but unfortunately it was a spiritual language, I didn't understand, but judging from Sister Chuan's look, she should not have been intimidated by this sentence, but continued: "You repeat my words little by little", obviously, Sister Sichuan was talking to Yuball.

It was in such a strange process that this negotiation was made, with the parroting of the fish balls and my extreme bewilderment, and of course, the increasingly pale face of the old ghost.

To my surprise, not only did the Spiritmen dump more than a hundred slave girls and more than 20 boys and girls on us, but they even dismantled two of the three large boats with sails and wood pulp and discarded them on the beach on the east coast because of the lack of crew.

But all of this is not what I am most concerned about now, what I am most concerned about is fish balls, this child who is becoming more and more difficult for me to see, what kind of identity and past is she hiding?