"Then why did you run away in the first place?"

"That's because Li Xiang is a woman, she is really a disgusting fly, every day she talks about the camp, her companion, it annoys me non-stop, in fact, the first time I entered the silver house, I was moved, the fruits, bread, and soft clothes, and the silverware in this house, I have never seen before, I enjoy this, I want to stay here and be your king, so that these tall and fast Misi follow my orders"

"Hehe......" The priest waved his hand, and Mith let go of him, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Naturally, it's true, isn't your sacrificial ritual a request for voluntariness? Whether it's true or not, you should see it."

The priest stared at Ling Ye's eyes, trying to see the look of fear in them, but Ling Ye not only did not hide, but walked closer and closer.

He shoved the apple on the table into his mouth and said as he chewed:

"Our camp is dilapidated and poor, where is there such a delicious fruit, anyway, I also smell the miasma, I can only drink Naike all the time, plus my physical strength is not good, since I can't escape, I will either be killed by you as flower fertilizer, or be happy to be the king for a few days, enjoy food and wine, and the fool refuses?"

"Okay, in that case, from tomorrow onwards, you will replace Qian Bo as king......"

"Why replace? Can't he keep doing it? Midnight interrupted the priest.

"Bring the money over" With a wave of the Priest's Staff, the Mis walked in carrying the fainted Qian Bo.

Ling Ye tried his snort, which was very weak, and then took off the silver ring and silver coat on his body.

I saw that his skin was pale and full of cyan spots, this spot was all too familiar, it was a spot that appeared because of a large loss of blood, and it usually only appeared on the dead person, also called corpse spots.

And the muscles on his body were like deflated balls, shriveled down, and holes, large and small, were like sharp needles piercing his heart.

"As you can see, he is dying, and even so, you are still willing to be king?"

"Yes!" Ling Ye put back his tears, "It's better to be happy than to live a lifetime in a pool of stagnant water."

"Good!" The priest clapped his hands, "Carry Qian Bo to make flower fertilizer"

Ling Ye didn't stop him, but asked the priest:

"When is the ceremony?"

"Oh, you can't wait? I've never seen someone in such a hurry to die as you, it's just tomorrow morning."

"Isn't it better now?" Ling Ye looked up outside, "Don't you all hold the ceremony at noon?" It's almost time now, and I've been hungry for two days."

"Good! Since you have taken the initiative, Misi, bring it up and let the king enjoy it! ”

Misi, who was dressed in colorful clothes, walked in carrying all kinds of food, Ling Ye happily stuffed the food into her mouth, and hugged a few nearby Misi and smiled:

"Not bad, not bad! Life as a king is wonderful! ”

"Does the king ask for anything else?"

"Uh...... There really is one, I have a good friend named Feng Luo, I want to meet him......"

"Sealed?" The priest repeated the name, "When did this man come?" Is it a businessman? ”

"No, I was captured by you, just a few days ago."

"Why are you seeing him?"

"Ha, of course I want him to see what I look like now, he is in good health, tall, and always bullies me, I want to get it back now"

The priest had spoken a few words to Mith, and they had brought with them a man who had struggled to come by, his shoulders, arms, and abdomen pierced with iron rings, and his flesh turned out, and dark purple pus and blood poured out as he walked.

"Look up and show the king!" The priest gave the order, and Misi pulled the iron ring behind him, lifting him up, so that his face was facing the night on the throne.

His expression was painful, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito, his lips were like a knife, and he was broken one after another, obviously he had not drunk water for many days, and he was extremely thirsty.

"You ......" Ling Ye looked at Feng Luo's appearance, speechless, and caught a glimpse of the priest with a calm face on the side, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and said viciously:

"That's how you treated him?"

"Who? Oh, the king is talking about these untouchables, I have chosen them, but they are not willing to be kings, they are not willing to give their blood for the future of Mith, so they are naturally not worthy of any sacrifice, I just want them to suffer, so that they may understand the preciousness of food and water" The priest looked at Midnight in bewilderment.

It turned out that he was so willing, locked up the unwilling people, tied them into rings, and tied iron chains to prevent them from escaping, because of the effect of the miasma, the wounds could not heal and could only continue to flow pus and fester, without food and water, forcing them to submit in order to complete the blood-sucking and reproductive ritual of Misi.

"Well, since the king has seen it, let him be taken down."

"Wait!" Midnight stopped the priest's order, "Let him stay here and watch me enjoy it"

"What?" As soon as the priest wanted to refuse, he saw the corners of Ling Ye's mouth raised lightly, his legs cocked, and he looked down on them at the bottom of the steps.

He laughed:

"Priest, you are such a fool, just lock them up, they will only resent, fear, and let them out, and watch the king eat the most delicious food, and call the sea, is the real good way, they will be jealous of the king, they want to be king, they will see, but they can't touch it, they smell it, but they can't eat it, it's the real torture......"

The priest stared at Ling Ye, and when he saw him smile contemptuously, he threw the half-eaten apple at the foot of the seal, and the seal that had been put down, when he saw the apple, desperately reached out to grab it, but was pulled by the thread pulling the ring.

His wounds were torn open, blood was pouring out, and he let his body be pulled as if he didn't feel pain, trying to reach the apple on the ground.

"Let go of him" Ling Ye commanded, the priest made a gesture, and as soon as Misi let go, he saw Feng Luo grabbing the apple and desperately stuffing it into his mouth, for fear that others would snatch it, he swallowed it in a few bites, and did not even spit out the kernel.

"Will you be king?" Ling Ye asked blankly at his expression.

"I'm ......" he slowly raised his head and stared into Ling Ye's eyes, "I...... Willing"

As soon as the words came out, the priest was also surprised, this group of people was the hardest mouthed among all the people who were captured, and after hearing her say that they would donate blood to supply Misi to breed, they all said that they would not voluntarily donate blood when they died, so that this creature could survive, and they refused to let go of their mouths after the torture, and now, it was just an apple, but it made Feng Luo die.