The disciples of the Celestial Elephant Sect stepped into the air to chase the direction in which the young man was knocked away by the river waves, and they didn't have time to think about why this battle ended so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they had already reached the forest on the other side of the wind and rain crossing, and they could see how powerful the demon spirit in the river was.

The young man held on to the trunk of the tree, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and the extremely powerful golden light on his body had dispersed, if it wasn't for the moment he was hit by the river waves, he used the escape technique, but he was afraid that at this time, like the gold bricks, he had fallen into the stormy waves, Rao was so, and he was still not lightly injured.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

"How?"

"I'm fine...... the young man said, and before he finished speaking, he only felt that the French and Italian forces in his chest and abdomen were raging, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing this, the woman in Chinese clothes, who was called her junior sister, hurriedly took out a mutton fat jade bottle from her cuff, and then poured out a pill with medicinal fragrance in the palm of her hand and sent it to the young man's mouth.

The young man meditated on the spot after taking the pill, and after a while, he opened his eyes, and although his complexion improved, he still looked very weak.

"How can this be? Could it be that the monster in the river is already a cultivator of the dream realm?" someone said angrily on the side.

They couldn't accept that their senior brother's move was such a result, if it wasn't for the huge gap in the realm, then what would be the reason?

The Celestial Elephant Sect is not as good as the Immortal Palace in Kunlun Mountain, but compared to other sects, it can still pass two hands, this time the south is led by the senior brother who is at the peak of Wangsheng and can reach the dream realm in one step, and he does not dare to expect to get something from the prince of the demon clan and the heirs of Kunlun, but he also has the idea of showing his strength, but who would have expected that he would be planted in the hands of a river demon.

The most important thing is that the scene is quite embarrassing, and it is so neat to lose.

One move and defeat.

Where will the prestige of the Heavenly Phenomena Sect go?

"I don't have the cultivation of knowing dreams, but it's not far away, it's my carelessness, I didn't expect that the demon in the river has already learned how to use the power of the river area, and under such a bonus, it is enough to be comparable to the dream realm, but I hate that my gold brick was taken away like this, it's really a shame!"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, his previous proud demeanor had completely disappeared, and he stared at the huge waves rolling up on the surface of the river, breathing heavily.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't let you, senior brother, make a move. The woman blamed herself.

"Senior sister doesn't have to be like this, it's that monster who is too cunning, and he preemptively shows weakness and paralyzes me. The young man touched the woman's head and said loudly.

A man behind him hesitated and said, "Then what should we do next?" One time is enough, but we must not take action again, the people in the village are not that we do not save them, but they really do not have the ability, I believe they will understand us." ”

The young man looked at the village on the other side of the river at the foot of the mountain, and this time did not speak.

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......

In front of the river temple in the village of South Curtain Village.

Daddy Mu looked at those escaped immortal figures, and it seemed like a blink of an eye from the time he shot to the time he left.

In addition to the villagers who were stunned, all that remained was the raging wind and rain of the river.

Even the immortal characters have been defeated, who else can save them?

The village of Nanlian is in danger.

The temperature is getting colder, and the smell of rot in the river has spread to the shore, and the waves that have obscured half of the sky seem to be able to flood the entire village at any moment.

The villagers knew that it was the Heaven Swallowing King in the river who was about to come out.

Previously, the immortal family figure made a move, which completely angered it.

Everyone on the shore knelt down and kept prostrating their heads for forgiveness, hoping to appease the wrath of the river demon.

The waves seemed to be not water, but gold and iron, and when they touched the air, they made a thunderous sound, and the area that enveloped the village for several miles trembled.

Such a scene would not cause panic for cultivators, but for these mortals, it would be destruction in all aspects.

Fear spreads with the waves.

In addition to the huge black shadow in the middle, there are many shadows such as fish and shrimp around, and those are all monsters with spiritual wisdom in the river.

Teeth and claws, extremely hideous.

There was a lot of noise.

"Huh...... Mortal ......"

A burst of ripples came out, and it became a word in the ears of the kneeling villagers, and Ning Shu, who was standing at the entrance of the village, could also hear it.

"Tomorrow at noon, sacrifice, one boy and one girl......"

The villagers did not dare to raise their heads at all, and only dared to look at them when the sound of the waves in their ears gradually faded.

The river was calm, as if what had just been seen was just an illusion.

But everyone knows that all this is real, and the sacrifice after half a month has been advanced to noon tomorrow, and the people of Nanlian Village will no longer have room for maneuver.

"What to do ......"

There was a woman who hid her face and wept, and there was a boy in her house, and if she really wanted to sacrifice to the demon spirits of the river, she would lose the life she had conceived.

It's brutal.

This is not the Divine Dynasty, and in the face of irresistible forces, the mundane is really insignificant.

Mu Qing'er pursed her lips, the tears on her face had not yet dried, she stood up, walked to the front of the crowd, slowly knelt down and said, "I am willing to marry it as a concubine." ”

"No!" Father Mu lost his voice and said, "We are human races, how can we be married to monsters?"

"But we have no other way, as long as we can exchange the lives of the whole village, what if we sacrifice me?" Mu Yu'er lowered her eyes and did not look at her father's eyes.

The reason why she said this was because since the King of Heaven Swallowing came to Fengyudu, his first request was for Nanlian Village to dedicate Mu Qing'er to him as a concubine.

At that time, there was a river god, and Mu Qing'er was the god of the river god, so the villagers decisively refused this request.

No matter from a point of view, whether it is from ethics or principles, this request is extremely absurd, everyone is not willing to make such a deal with a demon spirit who has troubled the world, but today, everyone is weighing the pros and cons, Mu Qing'er is unwilling to put this choice in the hands of others, so she chose to stand up by herself.

"Ridiculous!"

The village chief of Nanlian Village walked out of the house, slammed his cane on the ground, and said, "How can I have been a slave in Nanlian Village for generations, let alone sacrifice living people. ”

"Then what are we going to do tomorrow, do we want to watch Nanlian Village die in the belly of a fish?" Mu Qing'er retorted stubbornly.

"Then you can't treat life like a mustard!"

"If you don't sacrifice me, everyone will be a mustard!"

"Don't stand here, go back to your own house, do whatever you have to do. ”

The village chief was unwilling to have any more arguments with Mu Qing'er about this matter, and drove everyone back with a calm face, because he had no good way to solve this matter, and the only thing he could do was to appease the emotions of the villagers.

In the face of an impending disaster, knowing that it will happen, but there is nothing that can be done, and no one can calm down.

For a while, the women's weans and the baby's cries were constantly heard in the house, which seemed strange at a time that was supposed to be labor.

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......

Ning Shu stood at the entrance of the village like this, witnessing the beginning, the passage, the climax and the final result of the story, he heard every word clearly, and every action was engraved in his eyes.

It was almost impossible for such a thing to happen in the Divine Dynasty, but this was the southern country, and he had the illusion that he couldn't tell which one was the real world.

He didn't make a move, he just looked at it like this, because he wasn't sure that he would be able to bring substantial help to Nanlian Village, in other words, he wasn't sure that he would be able to kill the river demon.

Ning Shu walked slowly and walked into the village, at this time, none of the villagers walked outside, all of them were in the house waiting for the next day.

The river temple was right in front of him, and without him entering, he could see through the dilapidated and decaying wooden door the collapsed statue of the river god inside, which was even more dilapidated than the dusty shrine he had seen in the tavern in Qingxi Town before.

He remembered the mountain temples on Mount Garan, both of which were also Grim Reapers, who had lost the power of their faith, how similar they were.

There is a strong depression everywhere.

Walking out of the river temple, Ning Shu stood on the edge of the Jing River.

At this time, the river is calm, there are no waves, and the scenery of the wind and rain crossing is the same as that of the tavern keeper's mouth.

The mist in the sky, the looming mountain tops, full of aura.

But Ning Shu had seen the undercurrent surging in this river with his own eyes, and even the Kunlun monk who was looking at the peak of the habitat was defeated in one move, let alone him who had not yet reached this realm.

He wasn't sure he could save the people of the village.

The demons in this river can hook the trend of the river area, and they are also water tribe spirits, they are invincible, and they have the experience of the river god and the rest of the monks, Ning Shu will naturally not be stupid enough to take the initiative to fight hard.

He squatted down, scooped up a handful of water with his hand, felt the thick demonic aura in it, and frowned.

If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world.

As a person who has read through the books of the sages, how can he not understand this truth, he can stop the sacrifice at noon tomorrow, he can save the sacrificial virgins, but he can't do it to eradicate this scourge.

Just like the disciples of the Heavenly Elephant Sect, even if they are defeated, they can escape and never come back.

Ning Shu can also do the same, he took out his sword to stop the sacrifice, and then fought a big battle to force back the river demon, and left with his own injury, these are all fine, but what should he do with Nanlian Village after he leaves?

If he doesn't make a move, two innocent lives will be sacrificed at noon tomorrow.

He couldn't turn a blind eye like that.

Ning Shu poured the water in his hand into the river, stood up and looked at the river quietly, from which he seemed to see the future of Nanlian Village.

There is a faint cry of a baby, a woman's cry, a man's sigh, and a girl's argument with her elders...... All this is mixed in the non-stop sound of the Jing River, clear and real.

"You can't just go like that. He whispered.

Even if it would have an impact on his original mission to the south, he might die here, and he might even be entangled with this river demon for several years, but since he was standing by this river, he had to do something so that he would have no regrets when he looked back on his choice one day in the future.

Stay.

This is Ning Shu's choice.