Even, after many years, this has always been a pain in the heart of the old patriarch.

This is a world under the pool, these people are isolated from the world, only sometimes outsiders accidentally come in, and they exist here for a reason. It's like a curse, they can't get out of here to survive.

It's like a bubble, they die when they meet the sun.

This is the only place where they can survive, but there is still a threat here.

Every year, the bravest boy of the clan is sent to fight the evil forces, and then the threat is sealed back again.

This outbreak was a precursor to the imminent start of the battle, and everyone rushed out.

It was not until the eleventh time that the real battle came.

Each time, one of the clansmen would be chosen to sacrifice and the others would be spared.

And this time, an outsider appeared, so the patriarch was ready to choose her.

But......

Jingling! Jingling!

The horn of preparing for battle sounded again, and Ink Crimson appeared here.

The bluish and unhealthy skin on the ground has completely recovered to a white and pure complexion after coming here, only the lips are pale but obvious purple, and occasionally people who see him come to greet him familiarly, "Xiaobai, you're back." ”

"Hmm." Mo Crimson nodded, but he was not very enthusiastic, but fortunately, the gray people were not too enthusiastic people, "Have you seen outsiders?" ”

"Outsiders? I don't think you know! "Speaking of outsiders, the gray man who greeted him had a strange expression.

"Yes, something happened?" Hearing this, Mo Crimson paused for a moment. It's just that if you miss such a short time, nothing will happen, right?

However, if that person is Fenghua......

As long as something happens, it's not a simple matter.

"Xiaobai's matter is serious this time, come with me!" The Grey Man's voice was a little muffled.

"Broke out early?"

"It's not."

"Did the patriarch take her to sacrifice?"

"If yes."

"Huh?" After several speculations, all of them ended in failure, Mo Crimson was confused, but he saw the gray man's more and more strange look, "Little gray said as he walked!" ”

"Good!"

Little white, little gray!

This is the name between Mo Crimson and the people here, because Mo Crimson's complexion is white, and the gray man's complexion is gray, for Mo Crimson's habit of shouting Fenghua sleeves until now, Xiao Gray is already a good name.

Listening to Xiao Ash's narration along the way, Mo Crimson's pale face became the same as Xiao Ash.

He......

It's because of the delay outside for a while, how did Fenghua provoke so many things?

She shouldn't have come here.

For some reason, as long as the battle starts, anyone who has been in contact with something related to the Gray Man, even a little bit, will be sucked into the battle when they get close to the spirit pool. And this is the reason why Mo Crimson does not let Fenghua enter the Lingtan, although the Lingtan is separated from the Lingchi, it is still dangerous.

There, if you go in, you can't get out.

And even if it comes out, it's ......

The bone joints clenched in the fist turned slightly white, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Fenghua, what can I do?

He was anxious in his heart, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was completely stunned.

In front of me, in the same place as a flower house, is the bloody and terrifying altar?