Just when Mu Yiyang was practicing the Tongmai technique sleeplessly, Yunxi Village also began to become lively, and all you and I discussed on the street were about the sacrificial conference, because the negative impact of the frequent invasion of demonic beasts in the past few days was suddenly swept away, and the quiet small mountain village regained some vitality.

Two days have passed, and the high-intensity practice of the Pulse Technique has made Mu Yiyang dizzy, even if his soul power is outstanding, it is inevitable that he will be a little unbearable.

After a boring day of practice, he glanced at the dim twilight outside the window, Mu Yiyang wiped the sweat on his body, ate a little casually, and planned to change into clean clothes and go to the ancestral hall to participate in the sacrificial meeting.

However, the moment he just walked into the room, a surging vitality suddenly came from a small cabinet in front of the bed, and his body couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and his face showed a touch of joy.

There is a nest carefully prepared by Mu Yiyang for the little cloud mouse, it has been sleeping in it for nearly half a month, such a strong vitality Mu Yiyang felt it for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel some more expectations and regrets in his heart, after all, the little cloud mouse was sleeping because he saved him.

With complicated emotions, Mu Yiyang walked quickly to the bed, half-squatted next to the cabinet, held his breath and looked at the little cloud mouse, seeing that the vitality on its body was becoming more and more vigorous, as if it might wake up at any time, and his heartbeat became faster unconsciously.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon the night fell silently, but Mu Yiyang didn't notice it at all, so he half-squatted there, waiting for the little cloud mouse to wake up.

"Squeak ......"

I don't know how long it was, a low moan suddenly sounded in the room, although the sound was not loud, but it was like thunder, and it exploded in Mu Yiyang's mind, so that his body shook, and his heart beat wildly, as if he was about to jump out.

Then, the little cloud mouse opened his eyes in a daze, and there seemed to be a dark golden light in his eyes, but in Mu Yiyang's eyes, it was extremely cute.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the third uncle's barn, perhaps because of this look, such an invisible partner-like bond was formed between them.

"Little one, follow me in the future, and I will take good care of you like Fauber did to me!"

Gently stroking the soft little head of the little cloud mouse, Mu Yiyang suddenly remembered the scene of the battle against the Earth Splitter Dog that day, it had been four years, and it was the first time he faced a life and death crisis, but he did not regret it at all.

In this life, people will always encounter something worthy of their own life to protect, and for him, this kind of thing is the kind of bond between relatives and partners, and with this bond, his incomplete life can be regarded as a glimmer of brilliance. Although this light is not dazzling enough, it is enough to illuminate him and go to the unknown and lost.

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When Mu Yiyang came to the ancestral hall, the sacrificial meeting was already halfway through. However, although he is a foreigner, because of his special status, his position was instead arranged next to Chang Chen and Chang Wei.

In order not to disturb the sacrificial ceremony, Mu Yiyang did not walk directly to the inner hall, but waited until everyone finished paying homage to their ancestors before finding his place to sit down.

As for Li Danian, he obviously had no interest in the sacrificial meeting in Yunxi Village, and after following Mu Yiyang to the door of the ancestral hall, he found another place to close his eyes and meditate, and Mu Yiyang was also happy to do so, so he didn't care about him.

Seeing that Mu Yiyang was late, Chang Chen frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Mu, why did you come here now, is something wrong?"

Chang Wei was also a little worried, and looked at him, Mu Yiyang was a little embarrassed, and was about to speak, when a low call suddenly sounded, but it was the little cloud mouse that poked his head out of his arms with a curious face, and his big smart eyes stared directly at the food on the table, emitting a bright light that was difficult to look at.

Chang Chen and Chang Wei saw the little cloud mouse for the first time, they were both surprised, seeing the little cloud mouse poking out his head, Chang Chen stretched out his hand to grab it, but the little cloud mouse retracted into Mu Yiyang's arms with a strange scream, making Chang Chen pounce.

"Hey, Xiao Mu, isn't this a first-order low-level Demonic Beast Cloud Mouse, when did you catch it? Looking at it like this, you seem to be very familiar. "Warcraft is wild and untamable, and it is difficult to use it as a pet, so seeing Mu Yiyang appear with a little cloud mouse, Chang Wei said with some envy.

Unable to catch the little cloud mouse, Chang Chen was a little regretful, withdrew his hand awkwardly, complained, and said, "You won't be late to catch this little guy, right?"

Carefully put the little cloud mouse on the table, Mu Yiyang saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he told the process of getting to know the little cloud mouse, but he was vague about the matter of the barn.

After listening to Mu Yiyang's story, Chang Chen and Chang Wei were very emotional, envious of his good luck, and at the same time scolded him for not being kind enough to hide the little cloud mouse so deep that the two of them would not know.

Especially Chang Chen, who has a very strong interest in the little cloud mouse, has a soft grinding and hard bubble, he must take Mu Yiyang to try his luck in the cloud mouse's lair, wanting to see if it is possible to pick up the fish that slipped through the net.

Mu Yiyang actually didn't mean to hide it, firstly, because he was afraid that Chang Chen would know that the little cloud rat had made them carry the black pot, and secondly, because there were too many things that had happened these days, so he forgot about the little cloud rat.

Just when the three of them were arguing non-stop, the sacrificial meeting was still going on in an orderly manner, and soon it was time for the mobilization speech of the hunting meeting, and everyone consciously quieted down and turned their eyes to the clan elder seat in front of them.

There were ten gray-haired old men in there, all of whom were the most prestigious clan elders in the clan, and in previous years, several of them took turns to preside over the speeches.

Looking at the clan elder from afar, Chang Chen casually threw a piece of pastry into his mouth and said, "Eh, Chang Wei, it's the turn of the seventh uncle to speak this year, right?"

Hearing this, Chang Wei also glanced up at the front, just in front of Chang Huaiyuan's gaze, his body was slightly stiff, but it was as if he hadn't heard what Chang Chen said, his expression was complicated, and he didn't answer.

Chang Chen was slightly stunned, put his arm on Chang Wei's shoulder, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm talking to you, why do you want to be so fascinated?"

Chang Wei was startled, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know, I don't remember clearly." ”

Chang Chen just asked casually, and after answering vaguely, he stopped talking, Mu Yiyang was not interested in these things in the first place, he kept teasing the little cloud mouse, and he didn't notice the change in Chang Wei's face.

Chang Wei sat between Mu Yiyang and Chang Chen, looking sideways at the two of them from time to time, his mouth opened and opened, but he couldn't open his mouth when the words came to his mouth, and his eyebrows were full of gloom, looking very uncomfortable.

And at this time, an old man with white hair suddenly stood up from the clan old seat on crutches and became the focus of the audience, it was the seventh uncle in Chang Chen's mouth, Chang Dongjiang, the former patrol chief of Yunxi Village.

Walking out of the clan elder seat, Chang Dongjiang glanced at everyone present, and after his eyes stayed on Mu Yiyang and the others for a while, he naturally shifted away, and said to everyone: "Today is the annual sacrificial meeting, and the whole clan is here, before starting this mobilization speech, there is one thing I want to announce to you first." ”

As he spoke, Chang Dongjiang paused, his eyes fell on Chang Shan, and then said, "Where is Chang Shan?"

Chang Shan was slightly stunned, took a step forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Chang Shan, the thirteenth generation descendant of the third room, has seen my uncle. ”

Chang Dongjiang's face remained unchanged and said, "Kneel." ”

Chang Shan frowned slightly, a bad premonition came to his heart, and he knelt down when he heard the sound, and everyone present suddenly had a commotion, Chang Chen's heart was also tight, and he stood up from his seat.

"Silence!

Chang Dongjiang was very dissatisfied with the reaction of the villagers, and hit the ground a few times with his crutches, and everyone gradually quieted down due to his might.

Seeing this, Chang Dongjiang nodded with satisfaction and was about to continue speaking, but Chang Chen suddenly left his seat at this time and walked towards the clan elder seat with a pale face.

"Chang Chen, don't make times!"

Seeing Chang Chen overstepping the etiquette and walking forward, a middle-aged patrol guard scolded, and everyone on the field was shocked, and they all looked up at him.

However, Chang Chen didn't seem to hear it, and didn't stop there, but still walked forward step by step, but his face was even more ugly.

Mu Yiyang suddenly felt a little flustered, he always felt that something bad was about to happen, and when he stepped forward, he wanted to stop Chang Chen, but the clothes on his back were pulled by Chang Wei on the side.

Turning around, he glanced at Chang Wei in disbelief, Mu Yiyang's heart suddenly sank, and he wanted to break free from his restraints, but the other two guards on the side saw that Chang Chen did not listen to the advice, and threw out two heavy iron chains that had been prepared long ago, locked them tightly on the left and right, and then pulled him back hard, slamming him to the ground.

The other eight guards jumped out from the side at the same time, each holding sticks, and clamped Chang Chen's limbs, making him unable to move for half a minute.

"Dust!"

Chang Shan knelt in front of the clan elder's seat, looking at the guards who shot at Chang Chen, although he had already expected such a day, a chill still uncontrollably enveloped his heart, and after shouting angrily, he wanted to get up to help.

But at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, Chang Shan snorted, and a mouthful of black blood gushed out in an instant, and the power of the blood veins on his body was extremely condensed at this time, and it was difficult to urge the slightest.

"Blood Grass!"

Covering his chest in pain, Chang Shan realized that he had already been hit by a poisonous weed that specifically inhibits the power of the bloodline, and looked at Chang Huaiyuan on the side in disbelief, and was about to say something, when two bright lights suddenly flashed in front of him, but it was the other two middle-aged patrolmen with unbearable expressions, one left and one right, sent two sharp iron hooks into his pipa bones, blood dripping, and instantly wet his clothes.