At dusk, the remnant sun is like blood, and it is like a fire, burning the distant sky red.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy lay flat on the futon in front of the statue, and a circle of candles were lit around him, and the candlelight shone on the glazed pillars of the temple, and then was folded back, and finally reflected the honest face of the young man.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Xuan let me go, beg you Liuyun to do nothing wrong"

The boy struggled and wept silently. He has been tied up with five flowers, and can only twist and sway his body senselessly, like a weak earthworm. His face was bruised and purple and covered with dust, apparently trampled on by someone.

In addition to the young man who was placed in front of the shrine like an offering, there were hundreds of people in the temple.

The more than 100 people stood in two groups, one on the left and one on the right, dressed in pitch-black and shiny coats, and their cloaks turned up, revealing only half of their faces, looking eerie in the dimly lit temple. There were only two kinds of eyes they looked at the teenager, either indifferent or sarcastic.

Judging from their body shape, and the occasional appearance, they are only about eighteen years old.

These young people are all from the Jiang family.

Today is the end of the death trial of the Jiang family's snake department, and before today, twelve of the thirteen death places have been completed, and only the last one is missing.

"Liuyun'er, my stupid brother, why don't you understand, this is your life. Speaking of which, you can survive to this day in the Jiang family, Brother Tiger, and I have contributed a lot. ”

The leader of the group on the right looked at the struggling young man, drew a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer.

His voice fell, and the children of the Jiang family behind him all let out laughter, and their eyes were mocking.

The young man who was tied to the statue was surnamed Jiang Mingliuyun, and like the young man present, he was a child of the snake department of the Jiang family. No matter who it is, as long as they achieve the top three results in this triennial death trial, they can be promoted to Jiaobu. Whether it is the snake department or the Jiao department, it is the Jiang family's school for the younger generation of children in the family, as the name suggests, the snake school is an ordinary child, and the Jiaobu school is the elite children produced over the years, and the treatment is good.

Even among the children of the snake tribe, Jiang Liuyun is also the one with the lowest status. Not to mention his background, his parents died when he was a child, and he was adopted by the deacon of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Speaking of his qualifications alone, almost all the other snake disciples have broken through the third level of demons, or even the fourth level, and he is still hovering in the first level of demons, and he has not been able to break through for a long time. As for the reason, the Jiang family knows that Jiang Liuyun is born without a magic root, to put it bluntly, stupid.

Jiang Liuyun was smiling all the time, no matter who he was looking at, he was smiling, heartless, and extremely happy.

In other families, such harmless children are also pleasing. But he is in the Jiang family, located in the Izumo Villa in the southeast of Qiyue Kingdom, known as the "Southeast Cloud Demon" evil giant. How can such a fool be tolerated in such a family where the law of the jungle eats the strong and deceives me?

Fortunately, Jiang Liuyun lives in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is only open to the children of the Snake Department once a year, and many of the children of the Snake Department pretend to be close to Jiang Liuyun in order to obtain a more intelligent evil martial arts, and let Jiang Liuyun secretly memorize the exercises they like, and then recite them to listen. Jiang Liuyun is stupid, but because of this, he has no distractions and has an excellent memory, and every time he makes the children of the snake department satisfied, Jiang Liuyun consciously makes friends, and he is also very happy, and his smile becomes brighter.

No matter how valuable the person is, he has his expiration date.

When most of the Snake Tribe's disciples got the exercises they craved, Jiang Liuyun's use value became smaller and smaller, and now, there was only one last one left—that is, to become a death quota in the Death Trial. The Jiang family's death trial is once every three years, and there are a total of thirteen death places, which means that at least thirteen children must be killed, and their waist cards are used as evidence. Those who obtain the waist card can not only receive the property and treatment of the deceased, but also have the top three waist cards in the number of waist cards, and are also eligible to be promoted to the Jiaobu Academy.

Bringing Jiang Liuyun to the death trial, killing him, and becoming a death quota is the last use value of Jiang Liuyun.

Among the more than 100 people in the temple, there are not 90 but 80 who have asked Jiang Liuyun for cheats.

The boy whimpered, looking at what he had thought of as his "good friends", only to find that they were like black statues on a cold wall, cold, cruel, and indifferent. The young man's gaze changed from asking for help to disappointment, and then from disappointment to despair, and finally, like a weed pulled out of the wind, he trembled violently, his eyes empty and dazed.

"Silly brother, take advantage of the present moment to beg my demon and vote for a good family in the next life."

The leader of the group on the right, the tall Jiang Tiger King, walked towards Jiang Liuyun with a chuckle, the long hook in his hand raised high.

The fire and candles were swaying, and the wind and rain outside the temple were even greater.

More than 100 children of the Jiang family faced the statue of the god that was more than ten feet high, lowered their eyebrows and pleasing their eyes, and sang in tacit understanding: "I am merciful, and I will be benevolent and benevolent." I am a great demon, and I surrender all beings. I am blessed with wisdom and blessings for all things."

In front of the statue, the young man curled up, looking at the idol above his head stupidly, his lips twitching, as if he was muttering something. When the long hook fell, Jiang Liuyun grinned, squeezing out the last smile in his life, as clear as ever.

There was a "boom", but it was thunder rolling from the sky, splitting from the rainy night and hitting the temple on the top of the island.

"It's not good, it's Thunder Mountain, let's go!"

A Jiang family member screamed in shock.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 children of the Jiang family, including the Jiang Tiger King, did not hesitate to drop the river and clouds, scattered like birds and beasts, and jumped down the mountain one after another.

The thunder light streaked across the sky, bright as a purple dragon circling and hovering.

The children of the Jiang family stood still halfway up the mountain, turned their heads, and looked at the temple burning in the thunder and fire on the top of the mountain, their eyes wandering.

"Tiger King, look at what you have done, you have been punished by heaven." In the Shicai Temple, Jiang Wenxuan, the leader of the group of disciples on the left, laughed.

"Even God has to do it for me, Jiang Liuyun, a fool, doesn't know how much evil he did in his previous life." King Jiang Hu took off his cloak, looked at the fire temple on the top of the mountain, and said quietly: "Look at this fire, Jiang Liuyun will definitely die." After the meeting, we will send a few people up the mountain to get the waist card, and we will camp and rest, and return to the village tomorrow morning, how about it? ”

"Very good. Does the previous agreement count? ”

"Of course. Thirteen waist cards, four for you and me, and the rest for Miss Yuchen. ”

In the ancient temple supported by eight glazed pillars, there is already a sea of fire at the moment, and only a little dry ground is still left in front of the statue.

The sixteen-year-old young man, Jiang Liuyun, did not know when he had sat up.

At this time, if someone sees Jiang Liuyun, they will be so surprised that they are speechless.

The young man's long black hair fluttered in thousands of strands, floating behind his head, and his body was unusually strange three feet above the ground, floating in the air. From time to time, he could see purple light that swam like a snake, making a hissing sound, and when he looked closely, he knew that it was thunder and lightning.

Outside the temple, thunder roared, and fires raged in the pouring rain. Inside the temple, the fire is also scorching, and the statues and wall paintings, including the glazed pillars, have been baked orange and yellow.

The young man sat in silence in mid-air, his face expressionless, his complexion pale, as if he were asleep, more like he was dead.

I don't know how long later, there was a "boom", and purple thunder fell from the sky, as if the thunder arrow pierced through the dome of the temple and shot at the statue with horns and fangs.

It's not so much a god as a golem.

When the thunder flashed, the demon opened his eyes and glared at the heavens and the earth!

The boy looked pained, his face turned hideous, and then his eyes widened. In his right eye, deep in the hollow pupils, there were many thunderbolts entangled, and the purple tide was flooding.

As soon as his eyes closed and opened, Jiang Liuyun's pupils regained their human brilliance, but his demeanor had changed drastically compared with the simple and silly boy before, flying and free, with a good temperament, but there was a bit of sophistication and vicissitudes in his eyes.

"Smack!"

The boy couldn't control his body, lost his center of gravity, and fell from mid-air.

He slowly stood up, looked at the bronze mirror that was not far away from the sea of fire, and carefully examined himself from head to toe, over and over again.

The fire was whirring and burning, dancing like a demon.

I don't know how long it took, his shoulders trembled slightly, and suddenly he looked up and laughed wildly, and he burst into tears.

"During the first year of Emperor Wu of the Jiang family's Zichen, the Jiang family, who flourished in the southeast of the Tianque Continent, and I, Liu Yun, actually returned to 10,000 years ago and became the son of the Jiang family of the Eight Great Families of the Evil Dao!"