The windows were open, and the night breeze blew the scent of grass.

Aguli was chatting with the little boy who had run out of the council chamber earlier, rubbing his hair gently with a woman's palm, like a sister.

Everyone stayed away.

The boy bowed his head, clasped his legs in his hands, curled up by the wall, and looked sad.

"I can help you, really." Agul said.

The boy raised his head and looked at her: "You lie, no one can help me, this is my fate." ”

"Poof! You are so young, do you know what fate is? Agul couldn't help but laugh.

The boy raised his head and looked at Aigul with a dejected gaze: "Yes, of course I do. ”

With that, his lips pursed, and his pale face was unusually determined. Aguli didn't know what to say, she wasn't good at comforting others.

Lin Feng collected his divine sense and sighed slightly. There are many sufferings in the world, and living is a practice, regardless of whether it is a child or an adult. Only great strength is the most powerful weapon to repel this suffering.

At the same time, in the conference hall, Ling Suo was discussing secretly with several backbones.

"The well is running out of water, and that must be done immediately." Ling Suo's face was grim, and his expression was completely different from when he received Lin Feng.

"But Xiaoyu doesn't agree, there is no way." An older girl said, "He's the key." ”

Ling Shuo got up, walked to the window, and looked out the window at the dark night. On the cold face, the cheekbones are like knives, and the slender eyes are full of cold light.

"The interests of the village come first, and everything is up to him." He was silent for a long time and said, "All obstacles must be removed." ”

After the secret meeting was over, Ling Suo came to the well and looked down.

The turquoise well water is so calm and crystalline, that is the lifeblood of Linggu Village.

Behind him, two older boys brought a tent and set it up on the well with their hands and feet. Ling Suo got into the tent, took off his clothes, and was naked. He scooped up the well water and poured it on his body one by one, letting the well water soak every part.

A strange sound came from him, like a thousand sticky worms wriggling in a nest of mud. The water that poured on Ling Suo's body was immediately absorbed by his skin. Every drop of water wrinkled his skin by an inch.

When he put down the water scoop, the whole person looked like he was ten years old. However, the knotted muscles of the whole body are more solid and powerful.

"Yes, ...... right away" He took a deep breath, his pupils misaligned and strange, and it took a while for him to return to his original form.

……

In the long dark night, Lin Feng had been cultivating, and for about three hours, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and got up to wake up the sleeping Qiang Mu.

Aiguli hadn't come back yet, which made Lin Feng a little worried.

He took Qiang with him and searched everywhere to no avail. I met some villagers and wanted to inquire, but the other party was evasive and refused to say more.

The area where the village can move freely is so large, and it is impossible for her to run out of the enclosure.

Lin Feng decided to ask Ling Suo.

"Brother Ling Suo is not here, he explained, if you come to resign, let me give you this. He said he's busy right now, so you can just hit the road. "In the council room, there was only one indigenous boy with a broom, about the same age as Lin Feng.

He was enthusiastic and had a smile on his face, unlike the others Lin Feng had met.

"Is that so? So is my friend here? That girl. Lin Feng smiled faintly and accepted their kindness, which was a bag of dried fruits and roasted meat.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook his head: "I didn't see it." He added, "We didn't see each other." ”

"Well, thank you." Lin Feng waved goodbye.

The boy watched Lin Feng's figure disappear at the exit of the walled building, entered the cave again, immediately threw away the broom, ran into the conference hall, opened a secret door leading to the basement in the corner, and got in.

The secret door closed behind him, blending perfectly with the floor, and nothing unusual was visible.

He thought that Lin Feng had been fooled, but he didn't know that his every move was perceived by Lin Feng's divine sense.

There are too many strange people here, Lin Feng frowned and just wanted to go up to check, when suddenly a cold killing intent came from the top of a small hill on the side.

He stirred his mind, and his instinct made him follow him to the top of the mountain. There was no time to tell Qiangmu, he had a few ups and downs, and then disappeared outside the village.

The basement is not large, and four mats can be filled. The walls were all large stones, dark and damp, and a weak oil lamp swayed in the dark night.

Ling Suo sat at the door with a cold face, with two masked girls behind him. Their strength is so strong that they have almost reached the peak of star disciples.

Under the west wall, four teenagers sat on the ground, their eyes covered with white cloths, their upper bodies naked, their fists clenched, and their knees. They pursed their lips with a determined expression.

In front of everyone's eyes, there is a wooden basin and a scimitar. In front of them, there was a shabby-looking formation.

A few pebbles, posed in a triangle, with an outer ring painted with white paint and an oil lamp inside. Under the oil lamp was a wooden plank, and under the plank was a fist-sized spring.

This lamp, its light is actually green, and the darkness of the basement is infinitely magnified. It seems to be able to absorb light, and the space around the lamp is particularly dim.

In the opposite corner, Aiguli was tied up with five flowers, gagged and unable to move. She struggled desperately, tears in her eyes, and screamed at the boy she had comforted before.

The boy looked tearful and stubborn, clenched his fists and said to Ling Suo: "I said, I don't agree!" I, Ling Xiaoyu, would never do that! I am the son of Lingye Mountain! ”

"It's because you're Uncle Yeshan's son that you have to do this!" Ling Suo's eyes were sharp, and his tone was unquestionable.

"Xiaoyu, come on, it's okay, we're all ready." Of the four boys sitting on the ground, the one headed the way.

Ling Xiaoyu burst into tears: "Why do you want to force me?" Isn't it okay for all of us to live well? ”

"This is the fate of Linggu Village, and it is also the guarantee that we can reproduce from generation to generation." Ling Shuo said, "You have a sacred mission, do you know how much we envy you?" ”

With a sneer on his lips, he stepped forward and grabbed the boy's wrist, pulled him to one of them, and forced him to hold the scimitar.

Ling Xiaoyu tried his best to retreat, but how could he have Ling Suo's strength? I saw the scimitar cut straight into the abdomen of the boy opposite, and the blood sprayed his head and face.

The boy was stunned, but the opposite was a brother of the same clan who had eaten, drank, played, and practiced with him!

"No!" He screamed, but he couldn't help him.

A drop of blood also burst into Ling Suo's eyes, and his red eyes were extremely terrifying.

One by one, the four boys all died under Ling Xiaoyu's knife. They threw themselves on the tub, blood gushing and the room filled the room with a thick smell of blood.

Blood soaked the wooden basin and spread across the floor like a blood-red spider's web, stretching to the oil lamps and springs within. Plumes of smoke curled out of the spring, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

(End of chapter)