The rainforest was cold, damp, and gloomy, with huge raindrops splashing on the faces of the surviving humans, camouflaged in camouflage.

Firefox took a deep breath of the scent of the mud and sighed for the rest of his life.

"Captain, you're not happy?" Firefox asked sensitively.

"It's you~ Are you happy?" The white tiger struggled to suppress his irritable breath and glared at the expressionless raccoon viciously.

"If only you could always remember him, after all, he died for you. If you don't cherish this life, you can come to me and fight hard, and the outcome is predictable. ”

Overnight, the raccoon was like a different person.

At present, the staffing of the White Tiger squad is: White Tiger, Firefox, Raccoon, and Nine-Tails. The death toll is six.

……

The civet cat erected the limp hyena, and her thick body was a little deformed.

She took the sharp dagger from the raccoon and slit open the carotid artery in the hyena's neck, and streams of warm plasma erupted like magma.

Bright red arterial blood gushed on the stone altar, filling the blood troughs and eventually merging into the body of the idol behind it.

The fire fox outside the house withdrew into the hall, and was terrified when he saw this scene!

The pangolin's emotions fluctuated, his eyes straight as he watched the cruel and bloody ritual go on, his facial muscles twitching unnaturally, and he took backwards as he slowly approached the wooden door.

The weasel's reaction was flat, and his legs stood in place, a choice that had been made in an instant.

"Raccoon, I can die, but remember that my life is for the White Tiger." The weasel's large face painted with oil paint was clearly outlined and well-defined, and he almost gritted his teeth and spit out this sentence.

At present, there are eight people alive in the procession, and according to the method of sacrifice, I am afraid that it will not be enough for the three men here to die, and one more woman must be hitched. He can only take the initiative to sacrifice himself in exchange for a way to survive for the white tiger, and the weasel understands that he can't escape no matter what.

"Yes!" The raccoon promised succinctly and clearly.

"Weasel!" The white tiger shouted loudly, his eyes full of pure affection.

If there was a trace of doubt about the weasel's true feelings before, now that it is a matter of life and death, the other party's expression without hesitation finally moved this cold woman.

"Pangolin, where do you want to go?" Raccoon asked.

As a sorceress in the family, the raccoon's powerful psychic sense can be found throughout the house.

For the first time, he noticed that this weak woman was so terrible, and as soon as his backward steps touched the doorrail, the slight noise was caught by the raccoon in time.

"Hehe, you are all high and noble, allow me to struggle before you die." The pangolin has a hideous face and is ready to draw a knife, and even the slightest negligence in front of a wizard can be fatal.

"Yes!"

As soon as the raccoon's voice fell, the pangolin's ears seemed to be struck by a strong sound, and a sharp stinging pain pierced into the eardrum.

Hiss, Firefox and Nine-Tails looked at each other in surprise, belonging to the level of "witch" sonic spells.

THE RANGE BETWEEN 20HZ AND 200HZ IN THE HUMAN EAR IS A LOW-FREQUENCY SOUND, WHILE THE LOWER RANGE OF 20HZ IS INFRASOUND. Under the influence of strong infrasound, it can cause middle ear pressure pain, tympanic membrane injury, tinnitus, headache, nausea, vomiting, balance disorder, blurred vision and other physiological damages.

It is this low-frequency sonic spell that the raccoon is now employing, focusing its eyes on the pangolin, which has not yet had time to resist.

After a short time, the pangolin's eardrum penetrated, his facial features were bleeding, his head was buzzing, and he completely lost his resistance and lay down in front of the doorrail under the blurred vision, with a trace of life remaining.

"I'll only give you five minutes, and if you love your love, you can explain it quickly." Raccoon said.

"Weasel, I admire you, you are a man with a true temperament." She then added a word of farewell.

The raccoon turned her face away, and the weasel's behavior also touched her already cold heart, how good it would be if there was such a man who loved herself like this.

"The blood is gone!" The civet cat turned the completely dead hyena to the side, and walked towards the pangolin with a bloody dagger.

The blood tank was filled with hyena blood, and the smell of blood in the hall was extremely hot!

"Why?" The white tiger asked with tears in her eyes, this was the only tender moment in her life.

"If you can't escape, you'll die here. I said that I would rather use my life to keep you happy and healthy for the rest of your life. ”

At this moment, the weasel also had a surging eye.

"Raccoon!" The white tiger tore his voice and cried.

"No, your life is more precious than his." The raccoon carried the two on his back and replied coldly.

On the other side of the altar, the civet cat sliced open the pangolin's arteries, blood spurting rapidly.

She pressed the other party's head tightly and stuck it in front of the blood slot, like a chicken slaughtering a dog.

"It's time, Weasel, do you need me to help you?" The raccoon asked, and if she did it herself, at least the weasel wouldn't feel the slightest pain before dying.

"Thanks, I don't need it!" The weasel drew its dagger, and the cold silver light flashed on the blade!

His hand was so bloody that the only thing he wanted to do before dying was to try to pierce the sharp blade into his heart, and as a man, the weasel wanted to choose a dignified way to die.

"No~!" The white tiger rushed madly towards the weasel that was about to cut itself.

The fire fox and the nine-tails hurriedly approached to stop them, but they were unexpectedly knocked over by the white tiger one by one.

The series of notes of "Buzz~Buzz~Huzz" shook the white tiger's mind, the raccoon silently recited the incantation, the red lips fluctuated regularly, and the overwhelming low-frequency life came violently.

The white tiger was paralyzed and unconscious, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes!

"Promise me one thing!" The weasel said.

"What?" Raccoon asked.

"Keep her safe, at least after completing the task, ensure that she leaves southern Yunnan alive." The weasel looked back one last time, looking affectionately at the white tiger.

Well, the raccoon was silent for a moment and agreed.

The civet spread its hands, and the pangolin's icy corpse fell to the ground.

The weasel staggered close to the altar with heavy steps, the blade in his hand taling the exact location of the heart, and without hesitation, stabbing down, gushing blood violently along the wound.

He struggled to lie on his stomach in the blood trough, and his body began to convulse and convulse as he lost blood rapidly. The endless cold enveloped the body from the inside out, and within a few minutes, the weasel would be a cold corpse.

The three remaining men in the team all ended their lives, and now only the women are alive and well.

The fire fox and the nine-tailed looked at each other with the body of the white tiger, and the civet cat observed the rest of the women in fear, and they still needed to choose one of them as a sacrifice!

"Also, one more." The civet asked with a wince.

"Oh, who do you think you'd like to choose?" The raccoon asked playfully, and the chill and murderous aura came out of his body.

The civet cat looked at the unconscious white tiger, "Otherwise~ the white tiger, anyway~ she can't feel pain even if she is unconscious!" ”

"No, she must live, her life was exchanged for the death of the weasel." The raccoon replied indifferently, almost tapping the civet's nerves.

"Executioner, one day I will cut off my head!"

Those who want to survive, who rudely desire to survive, are often the most hateful. The raccoon's words were resolute, and the civet's eyes were full of despair.