In the Xixia tribe, all the tents were filled with women, and the patriarch and Shi accompanied Xia Wu to check the tents one by one.

"There are no children in this tent?" Xia Wu asked the patriarch with a frown, pointing to a tent where only adult women were standing.

"Yes, Honorable Xia Wu. The patriarch groveled, "The day the wolf came, he died. ”

Xia Wu nodded and instructed his guards: "Let all adults enter the tent, and the future sacrifices will be children." ”

Tank bent down and saluted, "Yes, my witch." ”

"I'd better go, Tanks don't know as much as I do. The patriarch flattered: "This can be faster, and Xia Wu can return to the tent early." ”

Xia Wu nodded expressionlessly.

After receiving permission, the patriarch hurriedly ordered his slaves, and several people scattered to inform all the accounts.

Jhama was anxiously guarding the tent, she was worried about Tangba and Kanga, who had not yet returned, and she didn't want the children to come back now.

Because today is the day of the choice of sacrifices!

"Sixteen witch sacrifices and above are all in the tent, hurry up, hurry up, Xia Wu is coming. The patriarch roared and said, "What about you, Zhanma entered the tent, why didn't you see the child you picked up?"

"That's my child, not a pick-up. Jhamma glanced in the direction the children had come back from on a regular basis.

At this moment, the patriarch who trotted over directly opened the curtain of Zhanma and glanced in, and said impatiently: "What about your child?"

Zhanma suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart, but her tone still exposed her emotions, "I don't know." ”

"Hmph!" the patriarch snorted coldly, nodded the corner of his mouth on the right side and slid to the root of his ear, and said with a smile: "Don't forget what you did before, you have two children now." ”

Jhamma lowered her eyelids and was silent, but her neck was still stiff.

The patriarch was full of ambition and asked again, "It's Ah Tang, right, what about people?"

Tamba, who had just run back, was stopped outside the tent by the tank.

The tank pointed at Kanga, "You, go in." He nodded again, "You, show your face." ”

Tang Ba calmly ruffled his hair.

Xia Wu's eyes stared straight at Tang Ba, and he said in a deep voice: "Wipe the hair off your face!"

Tang Ba's heart trembled and obediently erased it.

"You've got green hemp grass on your face. Xia Wu frowned and affirmed, "Who told you that you could put it on your face?"

This time, Tang Ba was not calm, just said that the more civilized the person, the more dangerous it is, she tried very hard to feel her heartbeat, but she didn't have that feeling of palpitations at all, did it fail? !

"Xia Wu asked you, don't you know how to speak!"

"Honorable Xia Wu, the child of Jhamma......"

The words of the tank and the patriarch sounded at the same time, but the body came and went.

The tank shoved Tang Ba in front of Xia Wu, and pinched Tang Ba's cheek to force her to look up, so that Xia Wu could see more clearly.

The patriarch bent over Xia Wu but looked at Tang Ba with his eyes, and said in surprise: "Wasn't this the case last time I saw you?!"

Xia Wu stared at Tang Ba with a gloomy face, waiting for her answer.

Tang Ba, who originally had bones hidden in his mouth, was pinched by the tank on his cheek again, and his mouth hurt so much that he couldn't spit out clearly, "I made the most (broken) female (green) hemp grass and wanted to eat it, and since the (juice) water was out of order in my hands, I felt that I was sweating (looking) and smeared, and no one told me." After saying that, Damba drooled.

Xia Wu waved his hand at the tank, "Take it to the tent." ”

Broken!

Tang Ba panicked, it's not okay to "make up" like this, do you really want to be a sacrifice! Xia Wu's eyes are too good, it's still relatively dark here, will you find the bones hidden in her mouth when you get to the tent!?

Didn't the tank find out?

On the way to be escorted, Tang Ba peeked at the tank several times, and the tank carried out his job with a solemn face all the way, without any abnormalities.

When Tang Ba entered Xia Wu's tent, he found that there were already three girls standing timidly, each with a slave guarding him.

Seeing that another person was brought in, the girls all looked at Tang Ba sympathetically and continued to be silent.

Tang Ba really hadn't seen these girls, but she could see that the looks of these girls were five or six points similar, not to mention exactly the same. To be honest, Damba still doesn't know what he looks like, every time he sees himself by the lake, he is either stuffed with bones or smeared with grass juice, and the only time he sees it clearly is when he was brought to the lake by the black cloak, and he still remembers it vaguely.

However, Tang Ba knows the reason why Xia Wu chose her, her eyes will not change in how she "makes" up, and the most similar thing about these girls is their eyes, which are almost the same as Tang Ba's eyes.

Tang Ba carefully observed these girls, painted his own appearance in his heart, buried his head deep so that the messy hair on both sides completely blocked his face, and carefully fine-tuned the bones in his mouth.

Jhama said that only one sacrifice was selected for each witch sacrifice and sent to the witch tower, and it is unknown what would happen to the sacrifice after that.

Tang Ba only hopes that it is not herself who is selected, although this is a bit selfish, but she really does not want to leave Xixia, she is unwilling to give up the home she has so hard to have to go to the witch tower where she does not know life and death, she has never had a future in her previous life, she doesn't want to do it again here, she wants to live!

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the tent, and Tang Ba raised his head, his eyes becoming extremely timid.

Xia Wu lifted the curtain and proudly glanced at the patriarch who was about to follow the tent.

The patriarch shrank and said with a flattering smile: "I'll go back first, I'll go back first." ”

"You guys put your heads up. The tank, which had followed Xia Wu into the tent, ordered.

Tang Ba shuddered for a moment before he frantically brushed his hair to the sides.

Xia Wu's sharp gaze shuttled between several girls, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to Tang Ba, "The Xixia people are not allowed to paint anything on their faces. ”

"Yes. Tang Ba replied timidly with a hunched chest.

Xia Wu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he waved his hand impatiently, "You can go." ”

As if he hadn't heard, he didn't move.

The tank directly stepped forward and shoved it, "Let you go without hearing." ”

"Yes, yes. Tang Ba made a move at this time, and seemed to be out of the tent without giving up, and she just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the patriarch standing not far away immediately tense her nerves again, ready to take a detour.

"Come here. The patriarch pointed at Tamba and shouted, "Hurry up." ”

Donba rolled his eyes and trotted over.

However, before Tang Ba could stand firm, the patriarch slapped Tang Ba in the face, directly knocking the person to the ground.

Tang Ba's anger burned as soon as she "poofed", not to mention in this life, even in her previous life, she had never been slapped in the face, it was still inexplicable. Tang Ba crouched on the ground and gritted his teeth to swallow the fishy sweetness in his mouth, his hands clasped the dirt tightly, and kept telling himself that it was not time, it was not time!

The patriarch stepped forward and stepped on Tang Ba's head and said viciously: "This is the end of lying to me, it is not a thing like Zhanma, it seems that these days have made you live too well." ”

The patriarch was not relieved enough, and kicked Tang Ba in the stomach a few times before leaving angrily.

Tang Ba raised his head, the yin owl's gaze locked on the patriarch's back, but there was a strange smile on the corner of Yin Hong's mouth......