This iron chain is made of dark iron, and it is difficult for even a martial artist with a ten-fold quenched body to break it, let alone a group of ordinary people.

In the face of the panicked people, these strange people did not kill them, but only threatened and intimidated them with woodcutters, and many people couldn't break the chain, probably resigned themselves to their fate, and the people on the chain suddenly became very quiet.

Su Ci looked at the old man named Mu Ka Lao who was talking to Yang Xiu, his left ear trembled slightly, and Duan Ming on the side knew that his ear power was very comparable, and asked, "What are they talking about?"

Su Ci's face was worried, although he heard the conversation between Yang Xiu and Mu Ka Lao, it was all useless information.

"Yang Xiu and this old guy should have known each other for a long time, judging from the meaning of his words, today is the day of sacrifice for this group of people, and we are afraid that we are sacrifices. ”

Duan Ming only felt a chill in his back, and asked tentatively, "You mean to sacrifice us?"

Su Ci nodded, and Rulu Xiao next to her gasped, because she was on Su Ci's arm, Su Ci obviously felt that she was panicking.

I couldn't help but look down at this little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old, I am afraid that it was the first time to see such a bloody side at such a young age, and it was already very good not to be scared.

At this time, Yang Xiu pocketed a large stack of silver tickets, and then said goodbye to Mu Ka Lao, only to see him wave his big hand, turn to look at Su Ci and say loudly: "Let's go!"

"Don't... Other... Take us away... Let's go!" A man of about forty or so on the chain rushed up incoherently and grabbed the martial artist next to Yang Xiu, but he didn't know that the strength he came from actually dragged a group of people.

Yang Xiu glanced at the man, and the warriors next to him kicked him away.

Strange people with strange symbols painted on their faces jumped from above, and they drew their woodcutters from behind their waists and threatened everyone.

At this moment, the faces of the people on the chain were full of shock, panic, fear, and fear, which were difficult to calm down.

"Su Baosend, I'm leaving, good luck to you!" Yang Xiu walked towards Su Ci with a smile.

Su Ci squinted at Yang Xiu: "The way you laugh is really disgusting." ”

"Oh, it's a pity that you won't see you again!" Yang Xiu said with a regretful tone: "I will tell my eldest brother that you are dead, let him go to your house to ask for debts." ”

Su Ci turned to ask, "Who are they?"

Yang Xiu touched the silver ticket in front of his chest and abdomen, this was only a part, and he was very happy in his heart, so he said: "It's okay, let your death be clear, they are from the Muyu tribe, today is the day of their clan's sacrifice, and you are all their sacrifices,"

"Living sacrifice!" Su Ci exclaimed in his heart, he had guessed for hundreds of years, but hearing it with his own ears still couldn't help but make waves in his heart.

Duan Ming suddenly punched out and smashed into Yang Xiu with lightning speed, he was a quenching eightfold martial artist, much higher than the surrounding martial artists, this punch really hit Yang Xiu's chest and abdomen.

"Xiu'er, you'd better leave the academy quickly, or I'll make your life worse than death," he had an iron chain on his fist, and Yang Xiu's abdomen was churned with shock, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The warriors on both sides drew their swords angrily, and several people from the Muyu tribe stopped in front of them with firewood knives.

Yang Xiu didn't laugh angrily, rubbed his chest and abdomen, looked at Duan Ming with a grin, shrugged his shoulders, and said with two eyes wide: "The surname Duan, I thought you were just having an iron head, but I didn't expect that your iron head was filled with tofu slag,"

"Xiu Ye told you today, you will definitely die, and you will die a miserable death," he sneered and looked at Su Ci: "Don't worry, I will send someone to your hometown to tell them that Su Ci, who is known as the most talented in the history of Baizi County, died young, and then I will pick up something by the way." ”

Su Ci looked at this face full of scum, and the bad breath smelled to death, which made him feel very unhappy.

Su Ci smiled and said: "Do you know, you are very short of one thing now, very short of that, if there is, you are perfect now." ”

"Oh?" Yang Xiu leaned in: "Tell me about it." ”

Su Ci looked at Yang Xiu's expectant appearance, and the internal force quietly flowed to the palm of his hand.

The sun fell on half of Yang Xiu's face, and the morning breeze rose lightly.

Su Ci slapped it out with a palm, right in the lower abdomen, in fact, he wanted to slap him in the face, but there was an iron lock, which was not easy to operate.

Yang Xiu's whole person was slapped out by this palm, knocking over a group of people.

"Cough, cough, cough ......" Yang Xiu spat blood, and a group of warriors drew their swords and rushed towards Su Ci.

The people of the Minmuyu tribe raised their knives, and for a while the swords were tense.

Duan Ming made a move just now, and this group of people from the Mumu tribe chose to protect them, no matter what the reason, why not use their strength to beat this disgusting guy.

Yang Xiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the old Mu Ka in the high place watched quietly.

Yang Xiuyin smiled and looked at Rulu who was standing next to Su Ci, saliva mixed with blood and spit out: "It's a pity that you, a beautiful woman, want to do that kind of thing with that old man......" He looked back at the old patriarch Muka, Muka Lao beckoned, and Yang Xiuhui smiled.

Rulu watched Yang Xiu vigilantly, showing his little tiger teeth like a young tiger.

Yang Xiu left, laughed and left, at this time Yang Xiu's disgusting laughter could still be vaguely heard, but accompanied by the sound of coughing, it made Su Ci and the others feel a lot more comfortable.

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After that, the old patriarch of Muka raised the wooden staff in his hand and said a bunch of words, which they could not understand, and then they were driven to a flat grass.

In the center is a stone henge made of huge stones, painted blood red, with white strange symbols painted on the stone face, and on top of which are the skulls of many people, in the center of the stone henge, a huge tree that looks like it has dried up, and on the branches of the tree hangs red strips of cloth, hanging human skulls, and at the top is the head of a bull.

"This is supposed to be their altar," the chains between them had been removed, but the shackles had not been undone, and shackles had been added to their feet.

"I know you wanted to ask more just now, but I really can't bear it," Duan Ming's tone was still a little angry.

Su Ci said with a smile: "It's okay, anyway, what you know already knows, and he won't say much if you don't know." ”

"Yes," Duan Ming looked at the expelled person in front of him and said, "But the situation is not optimistic now,"

Several of the people of the Mumu tribe beat them with bones, pointed to the stone steps on the edge of the altar, and although they did not know why, they had to obediently walk over.

Mu Ka Lao walked to the edge of the altar and inserted his own wooden blade into a round hole in the stone surface in front of him, the ground shook violently, and the stone ladder in front of him suddenly cracked, and it turned out that there was a heaven and earth below.

Everyone was driven underground, Su Ci counted the steps, about two feet deep, the walls and floors on both sides were blue stone bricks, three stone roads went to the inside, and everyone was also divided into three batches, Su Ci closed his eyes, wrote down the route he took, and remembered clearly a few steps.

When he earned his eyes, he was greeted by a stone prison, but the door was made of iron and wood, with blood-stained red thorns.

Rulu has been following behind Su Ci, and in the end the three of them were also imprisoned in a stone prison, but this place is very closed, a road leads to the stone gate in front, and four guards are guarding outside the stone prison.

Su Ci sat down on the spot, he suddenly remembered what Yang Xiu said before, that they would die worse than others, and now the three of them were cleverly locked in a stone prison.

Rulu put his knees together, his head buried in his knees, and his hands clutched his hair, Duan Mingguan said worriedly: "Little lady, are you okay?"

Su Ci said: "What's the matter? I'm disappointed that I didn't choose to run away last night?"

Rulu slowly put her hand down, and suddenly turned to look at the two of them, her eyes were full of horror, a few blood streaks stained the whites of her eyes, her face was stiff, and she looked extremely terrifying.

"Hey!" Duan Ming shook the shackles in his hands.

Su Ci asked very calmly, "You're not crazy, are you?"

Rulu said softly: "The Muyu clan, the virgin waits for the patriarch and burns, and the boy sacrifices and shares the food," her voice was as light as a goose feather falling on the surface of the lake, and Duan Ming didn't hear it clearly.