"Salty, that's a good name!" Fengxi's expression moved slightly.

Salty, according to later legends, there was a witch in ancient times called Xian, but I don't know if the salty in front of me is the one.

Feng Xi secretly thought in his heart, he took a deep look at Xian, he traveled through the Great Wilderness, and if he wanted to save his clan, he would eventually pass on the witch path for the human race.

It's just that I don't know if the person with the same name in front of me is suitable for taking the path of witchcraft.

It needs to be seen again.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he looked at the salty and said in a gentle tone,

"Xian, you can call me Xi, Fuxi!"

"Daxi!" Xian Wenyan lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Daxi, I can't be a big word!" Feng Xi smiled and shook his head.

Big, in the eyes of primitive people, is to express the meaning of power, but in Fengxi's view, the meaning of big is not only so, the human race can be crowned as the big, only the Suiren clan!

"Just call me Fuxi!"

Xian Wenyan lowered his head silently, without words, in his eyes, Fengxi's almost god-like power made him dare not call Fengxi's name.

Feng Xi looked at Xian silently and shook his head helplessly, he didn't force the other party, but his voice was more gentle,

"Salty, why are you here alone?"

When Xian heard this, he still lowered his head, touched his stomach and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Feng Xi's expression was clear, he thought for a while, and then asked, "Is your tribe here?" ”

Salty hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Sure enough!"

A bright light flashed in Feng Xi's eyes, the guidance of the bloodline was not wrong, and the appearance of Xian made him sure that there must be traces of human life around him, and at this time, Xian nodded and admitted, but it was for Feng Xi to confirm the effect of the guiding witchcraft he had created.

It's just that......

For some reason, Feng Xi was clouded in his heart, and at the beginning he thought that this might be the territory of some powerful beast, so the surrounding beasts, insects and birds did not dare to approach.

But now that Xian said that their tribe was here, this matter was very abnormal.

He believed that the human race was struggling to survive in the Great Wilderness, and they would never go out of their way to clean up all the beasts around them, and they didn't have the ability to make this place a place where insects and birds were extinct!

Feng Xi asked thoughtfully, "Xian, where is your father Eminem?" ”

Xian shook his head, his eyes didn't even make a wave, "I haven't seen them." ”

"Daxi, Xian is going back!"

Without waiting for Feng Xi to ask again, he saw Xian carefully raise his head and glance at Feng Xi and speak.

When Feng Xi heard this, he swallowed back the words that had just come to his mouth, he looked at Xian, and his heart moved,

"Where is your tribe, I'll send you back."

"By the way, I want to meet your people, too!" Fengxi said with a smile on his face.

When Zhixian heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Daxi doesn't need to send me, I'll go back by myself." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be worried that his words would cause Fengxi's dissatisfaction, so he explained again,

"Tribe...... Not Welcome...... Alien! ”

Feng Xi frowned slightly, straightened his face, and deliberately said angrily,

"The jungle is too dangerous, and the beasts inside will threaten your life!"

Seeing this, Xian took a few steps back in fear, but her head shook even more.

"Salty can go back safely!"

His tone began to become a little panicked, and he raised his wrist in a panic,

"Salty has Xiaoqing, it will ......"

Speaking of this, the words in Xian's mouth were broken, and he looked at the little beast coiled on his wrist, and then remembered that when he took the little beast from Fengxi's hand, the other party had already squinted and fell asleep.

"Daxi. I'm leaving! ”

hurriedly dropped a sentence, for fear that Fengxi would propose to return to the tribe with him, turned around and jumped, and his body was extremely agile and disappeared into the silent mountain forest behind him.

Feng Xi's brows furrowed slightly, and he took in the change in Xian's expression when he mentioned the tribe, it was an extremely frightened emotion, as if his tribe was very dangerous.

Thinking of Xian's constant efforts to prevent himself from going to his tribe, and the strange dead silence of the mountains and forests, a thought suddenly surged through Fengxi's mind,

"He doesn't want me to go to the tribe, is he afraid that I'm in danger?"

After thinking about it, Feng Xi still decided to quietly follow him.

Fengxi found that Xian was very clever, scurrying around in the jungle, and looking back vigilantly from time to time.

As if to make sure if Fengxi had followed.

It wasn't until he walked around for a long time that Xian took one last look behind him, and then his footsteps slowed down and stopped.

He looked up and made a direction, and ran quickly towards the valley between the two mountains.

Feng Xi silently followed behind Xian, stepping on the dead branches and leaves on the ground without making a sound.

He looked at Xian's cautious gaze when he looked back, his eyes were a little strange, what was there in his tribe that made him so vigilant and afraid, for fear that he would follow him?

Soon, Feng Xi followed Xian to a valley among the mountains, and he did not follow up directly, but stopped in front of the valley, frowning, and his expression was very solemn.

"The breath of blood, and ......"

At this moment, he heard a gloomy roar from the low mountain.

Feng Xi's brows furrowed even deeper, and this roar ...... It must have been sent by some kind of strange beast.

As a witch, Feng Xi could clearly feel that this roar clearly contained a fierce aura!

"Salty tribe, how can there be strange beasts!" Feng Xi's heart was faintly uneasy, he picked up a handprint in his hand, and a faint colorless light quietly draped over him.

Then Fengxi slowly stepped into the valley.

Ahead, Xian, who was running, obviously heard this roar, he stopped his steps, raised his head, looked at the depths of the valley, couldn't help clenching his fists, and pain, fear, and powerlessness appeared on his immature little face, all kinds of complex emotions were intertwined.

He knew what was going on in the tribe, and it was because of this that he didn't dare to bring Fengxi back.

Silently lowering his head, Salty loosened his clenched fist and slowly walked in the direction where the voice came from.

The agile pace has become much heavier.

Fengxi followed him, through the low bushes, until he appeared in a clearing in front of him.

In front of the clearing, there is a huge mountain wall.

At this time, there was a large group of unkempt primitive tribesmen who were kneeling around the leaf skirts.

In front of them, in front of a deep hole in the mountain wall, a huge serpent was entrenched.

It was covered in black scales, each with a metallic sheen, and a pair of scarlet eyes emitted a fierce bloody aura.

Next to it, there was a random pile of bloody broken bones, and the black giant snake was lazily resting its head on the ground, half-squinting, the snake seemed to be chewing something in its mouth, and bright red blood overflowed from the corners of its mouth.

At the front of the crowd knelt an elderly tribesman with gray hair, who was kowtowing to the giant snake in the center.

Something is still muttering in his mouth.

Feng Xi looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly became cold,

"Blood Ritual!"