Night Drifting: "......"

She said that it would not be a good thing to be captured and sacrificed!!

"I'd better find a way to run, just follow the method I just said." Fortunately, she had just studied the terrain and made an escape plan.

The old man's eyes widened: "Are you going to leave me alone and run away?" ”

According to the method she just said, it was impossible to bring him with an old man who was powerless.

Night Drifter glanced at him: "After all...... I don't think you will be sacrificed to the sorcerer, you should be sacrificed for the beautiful flowers of the future of the motherland, and when you die, I will take the bones left over from their eating for you. ”

She paused and added seriously: "Grandpa, if you have any last words and wishes, just say it." ”

"......" The white-bearded old man stared at her for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Finally, he shook his beard and simply squatted in the corner and wiped his tears.

I still don't forget to mutter, what are the young people nowadays, they are too mad, they don't respect the old and love the young, and so on......

It was funny to see him like that, so he leaned against the door without any guilt and covered his mouth and laughed.

Suddenly, the hem of his clothes was gently pulled from the outside.

She turned around, but was surprised to see the little boy with amber eyes......

It was the one she gave him to eat by the pool the other day, and sure enough, he was also from this tribe.

The little boy was looking at her with a cautious and nervous expression.

He looked guilty, and his face was full of the words "I'm sorry".

Then he gave her something to eat......

Night Drift glanced around, and several of the people guarding the door had already danced with the others, a ceremony that seemed to be attended by all but children.

She gestured with her hand and asked, "Give me food?"

The little boy nodded vigorously.

Can you let us out?

Night drifted and asked again.

The boy was stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant, and a struggle suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he pointed to the wild men of the rough mines, with a look of fear and sadness.

The old man, who was still crying just now, didn't know when he appeared next to him, and whispered: "In this tribe, children have no right to speak, and if they are found to have let go of important sacrifices, they will be executed on the spot." ”

Hearing this, Night Drifter suddenly fell silent, and the gesture of the gesture also stopped.

Didn't speak again.

She couldn't trade the life of an innocent child for an escape.

The little boy looked at her for a while, his eyes were full of uneasiness, and he looked like he was about to cry, and muttered something quietly.

Then he turned around and ran.

Leaving Night Drifter a little unresponsive: "What did he say?" ”

The old man touched his beard, with interest in his eyes: "He said to let you stay well, he will find a way to save you," he looked at Ye Piaoling more, "You know who?" ”

"I just gave him something to eat."

The old man nodded: "Then he is a good boy, unlike some people, who just want to leave his compatriots and run away by himself." ”

Night Drifter rolled his eyes, not hearing the sarcasm behind him.

She really didn't expect that this little boy would want to save herself.

He is indeed different from the other inhuman savages in this tribe.

After a few minutes, the little boy snuck back again, immediately shoved her with a heavy thing, and ran away.

Night Drifting looked down, and his heart was almost sick.

"What is this?" The old man looked at it, then muttered, "Why does it look like a bomb?" ”

Night Drifting: "...... It's a bomb. ”