When he stabbed out that fierce sword, this was the first time that Meng Changqing had killed so ruthlessly.

That sword was the most proficient and best-looking move he had practiced in more than ten years. The sword passed like a meteor, as if it had pierced the sky.

The splatters of blood bloomed like flowers, and they were much more poignant and gorgeous, adding a monotonous color to the foggy and green and black forests.

As beautiful and hopeless as he imagined.

Before counting the interest. Meng Changqing carried Meng Changyin, who was unconscious in his injuries.

Meng Changqing saw a red-haired young man, and the group of shamans was respectful to the mother's lover. Meng Changqing thought that he must be the person with the highest status in this village.

"Let my junior brother go, he is already unconscious, let him go out to see the providence of heaven to fend for himself. My body is left with you. Meng Changqing, who was staying, looked around vigilantly.

The red-haired man in the dark robe walked towards him slowly, and the shamans around him slowly made way for him to lead to Meng Changqing.

The red-haired man stood still in front of Meng Changqing and slowly wiped the blood from his chin. looked at him with compassionate eyes: "For the courage of chivalry, the 200,000 army of the former Jiang Kingdom let the shaman exterminate the clan, and it is not a pity for the dead to die." Since you are a Kunlun person, you should be punished, but our clan has always given warriors a chance to live. ”

"What?" Meng Changqing asked hesitantly.

"Bravely break through and die in exchange for time for your junior brother to leave, or are you willing to be my slave, so that your junior brother can leave in a good manner. You, pick one. ”

Of course, Meng Changqing hoped that his junior brother could leave in a good manner, but he didn't believe that this group of shamans would be so kind and cruel when they killed people...

The red-haired man looked at his expression, "It seems that you have already chosen." ”

"Whoever comes, lay the seriously wounded man on the back of the horse, and let the evil god decide where the horse goes." After the man in red finished speaking, he looked at Meng Changqing.

"I fulfill my terms, now it's your turn..."

Meng Changqing untied his saber and fixed it on his wrist with the corners of his robe in a circle, and walked resolutely like the edge of the forest.

The red-haired man looked at his back and smiled slightly. "It's fun to survive." The red-haired man looked at the shaman behind him and said in a small voice, "Leave his life first, and leave the one on the horse." ”

Of course, Meng Changqing didn't really believe in these shamans' words, but this was the only chance. Even if these people treat the weight of their lives as a game of fun. He also wants to win a chance for him and his brother to survive in this contemptuous mood.

He wants to send the news to the master and bring it to Feng Hua to leave them.

Everywhere Meng Changqing went, swords overflowed.

It was the most brilliant fireworks of time.

Sometimes it's faster than a flood, sometimes it's faster than a meteor on the horizon.

Under the light of the sword, it was natural. It was extremely smooth, and it swept through the throats and waists of those monsters.

The sword passed, and everywhere it went, there were two sections.

The shamans hidden around were stunned.

The forest was silent for a moment, except for the sound of blood dripping and blood spraying.

"He, kill him, avenge our people..." A trembling, shrill voice suddenly rang out, and at the end, almost a scream pierced the sky.

"Noise!" Meng Changqing's head will not be able to, ten thousand sword flowers, and a sword slowly.

In the next second, the speaker fell to the ground with a bang.

For a while, the entire forest was silent, and no one made another sound.

He was almost at the edge of the forest, but in the way out of the extreme, hundreds of poisons were already swarming towards him.

"Kill him!"

As if a signal was obtained, hundreds of poisons were pressed into the sky in an instant, and a rumbling sound was torn out of the air.

It seems that it can't be good today.

When Meng Changqing woke up again, he found that he was already in a cage, but he didn't know what happened to his junior brother······

The gloomy cell seemed to give birth to a few rays of sunshine, mixed with a little warmth, and Meng Changqing, who had not seen the sun for so many days, seemed to be less gloomy in his heart.

Gently stroking the slightly messy hair that fell on his shoulders, glowing with soft light, he couldn't help but squint his narrow phoenix eyes, and his heart was stunned for a moment.

Presumably, the scenery elsewhere is just right at this time, don't look at the gloomy scene of the forest outside, you really enter the inside, and it is just a charming village with beautiful scenery.

If he hadn't been trapped in a prison cell, he would have been sitting in Huayin drinking tea at this moment, galloping thousands of miles around the world, and he would have seen Feng Huali's two children.

"Boom~" The long-silent cell door was kicked open by two people who looked like jailers, stumbling and supporting each other, and walking forward in a disorderly manner.

With a smile on their faces, a little drunk, both of them couldn't help but hum a song, chatting about trivial things in life without a match, which couldn't help but make people laugh secretly, how to look like a big girl.

"Why don't you say that Yuan Sacrifice doesn't marry the daughter of a well-read, gentle and skilled prime minister? But the person who is obsessed with the execution ground to summon the destiny of heaven, even if he believes in the evil god, ...... before he could finish the rest of his words, he was forcibly covered by another jailer, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

was about to scold, but a serious lesson first came to his ears: "It is his blessing to be valued by the sacrifice, and the eldest brother must stop talking nonsense." Although it was a warm reminder, the tone was like a warning to the other party.

Beware of the misfortune that comes out of the mouth.

This person in prison is also full of black lines, why does he have a feeling that he has become a concubine......

I couldn't help but laugh, this shaman high priest is really a weirdo, really ridiculous.

Could it be that the man with long red hair who saw him that day was the high priest of this shaman.

It's ridiculous, it's really reckless.

If you're careful, you might be able to pass the message out and take them by surprise, so that you can catch all these shamans.

Who would have thought that the shaman priest would not be a good national teacher in the Daxi Dynasty, and what would he do in his own nest? Can you really predict that the nest will be ended·····

Thinking of this, Meng Changqing was stunned, could it be that they had a spy in Jiangjiang or Shushan? Traitor?

Meng Changqing's face was a little pale, he was still too simple, and when he saw the news, he didn't prepare much, so he came directly, and sure enough... Although he didn't want to believe that Meng Changyue had the intention of harming these juniors and himself.

How did the high priest know that someone was coming to spy on his lair, they had always been very careful. There is no doubt that he is a traitor, otherwise why is it that Senior Brother Yan Yu is on their side.

He could only confirm that Meng Changyue was the traitor now, but he was a little scared what if there were other people?

Didn't give her much time to think and save herself.

After a while, several guards were ushered in, all of whom were dressed in black robes and tattooed their faces with symbols that they could not read.

The man in the black robe walked out with his weak body, and he also saw people being carried out one after another these days, some of them never came back, and some came back with one big hole in their body after another that had been bitten by insects.

Is it your turn today? Shu Meng Changqing was one of those who was put out, along with the other imprisoned people, out of the cell, and each of them was submerged in the prison car, today's prison car is brand new and tight, it must be a batch that has just been made.

The usual ones he saw were mottled with blood clots and foul smells.

On the altar, the high priest was sitting on the high platform, he looked at Meng Changqing's weak body, suppressed the inexplicable heat in his heart, and finally he met someone who could open the bloodstain boundary for himself.

God really treats him well.

Meng Changqing looked at the huge stone altar, and suddenly didn't know that his expression was full of anxiety.

Meng Changqing remembered in a daze that he had seen a legend about shamans in the library pavilion, after Nuwa created humans, the survival of the human race was difficult, whether it was the flood and demons, or the severe cold and heat. are threatening their lives.

But the Terrans did not give in, they went through all dangers, found Nuwa's descendants, and learned witchcraft, Gu poison, and curse killing from them.

At that time, the high priest was also called a demigod, a person who could penetrate the heavens and the earth through various witchcraft.

Gradually, humanity became more victorious, and life settled down. Slowly, they no longer need this kind of witchcraft to protect themselves.

How powerful witchcraft is, how afraid people are.

Later, at the risk of their lives, they came from the forest to make fire, and began to learn to plant mulberry trees, learn to raise silkworms and weave clothes. Imitate birds and beasts to build nests.

Writing appeared, and gradually a country was established, and the city-state became a kingdom...

Shamans, in fact, are the kind of people who were abandoned by humans and were the first to protect them.

How sad...