An empty house didn't mean much to her, Zhan Changfeng didn't plan to go in, just wanted to leave, but heard the sound of blades of grass bending.

Pushing open the crack in the window, the window on the opposite side of the room was pushed open, and a figure scurried into the lobby, and then felt familiar to the master bedroom.

When this person touched the door of the master bedroom, Zhan Changfeng also turned into the lobby, and when he opened the door, he shook his back silently, and entered first, with a little foot, on the beam.

The beam hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and her hands were full of dust, but fortunately she moved very lightly, otherwise the ash would have fallen.

The master bedroom is half dark, half dark orange candles.

Two bean-sized candles were offered in front of the table on the east side, with a roll of brown paper on the table and a two-winged snake statue of a man in the back, and the dragon's head was extremely hideous and ominous against the background of the obscure candle flame.

Zhan Changfeng's eyebrows jumped, and he intuitively felt that there was something wrong with this snake statue.

The other thief had already knelt in front of the case, muttering something in his mouth, bowed three times, then stood up and approached the case cautiously.

Under the candlelight, reflecting his childish face, he gritted his teeth, took off the kraft paper on the weighing frame with a tense face, and opened it.

Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw more than a dozen names written on the vellum, and the funny thing was that she actually saw her own name, Feng Zhan.

He trembled as if he had been struck by something, angry and helpless. Hurriedly rolled up the kraft paper again and put it on the scale, and left the same way.

It turned out to be, human animals.

It doesn't seem to be a normal sacrifice. Zhan Changfeng's fingers moved slightly, and he could hear the sound of the door opening and fighting in the lobby outside, as well as the ensuing scolding.

The thin black old man with a lot of gold rings on his ears trampled the man on the soles of his feet, "Jiansu, you are too ignorant to dare to break into my house!"

The young man named Jiansu broke the jar and snorted fiercely, "You are the head of a clan in vain, fake public and private, shameless!"

"Hahaha, you see, it's okay, I can't add your name again!" The thin black old man twisted Jian Su's hands and pulled out a piece of rope, "It turns out that because of your talent, I want to spare your life, no wonder I am, it is the honor of your brothers and sisters to sacrifice for the tribe!"

Jian Su's eyes were red, "Bullshit tribe, the mountain god won't let you go!"

The thin black man laughed even more wildly, and joked, "As long as there are enough people, the mountain god will be on my side." ”

Jian Suxin was horizontal, stride, fell to his waist, and the phantom of a wild bull floated on his body, and a black and thin old man broke free and rolled out of the gate.

The thin black old man's eyes were sharp, "That brute really left you a hand!" he sneered, and the rope in his hand cut through the air like a sharp sword and stabbed towards Jiansu.

One builds a foundation, one is born, one is a patriarch, and one is a young commoner.

The huge gap between cultivation and status made Jian Su know that there was no way to escape, and his eyes must have taken this blow.

It pierced him in the abdomen and knocked him away, and he endured the pain and brought the iron pot and stake down, and the sound woke the tribesmen, and a figure either leaned out of the window or out the door.

Jian Su let out a terrible scream, and the young man's coarse single voice was filled with grief and indignation, and he slammed into the tribe, "Ao Yi, my father and mother are all tribal warriors and sacrificed their lives for the safety of the tribe, why do you have to work hard and bully my sister and brother!"

"What's going on?"

"Alas, it's because of Lin Han. ”

"That's not it, didn't Ao Gan stop?"

.....

The black thin old man snorted angrily, but before he could make a sound, Jian Su interrupted him and said with a wry smile, "My sister just rejected your grandson, I didn't expect you to hold a grudge and want to sacrifice my sister and brother!"

The discussion was loud, Ao Gan, Ao Yi, forced marriage... Some words come out on the go.

Someone shouted, "Those who are directly related to the warriors can be exempted from sacrifices, and they don't have to be given to the mountain gods, this is the rule!"

Ao Yi's dark face was engraved with deep wrinkles, how could he not see that Jian Su was guiding his speech.

But after all, it was a little tender, he looked at the gathered people, not angry, "I'm sorry, but it is the will of the mountain god to choose them." ”

He looked at Jian Su again, and said in a deep voice, "The mountain god gives us the strength, so as to avoid the suffering of our separation, and protect us from the difficulties of pirates, although your body is dead, your soul should always be by the side of the mountain god, such an honor, you dare to refuse?"

Ao Yi said loudly to everyone, "Everyone, the pirates are on the side, we don't have a peaceful day, only worship the mountain god and pray for protection, if this sacrifice lacks a sacrifice, can you bear the wrath of the mountain god!"

"Have you forgotten the blood of ten years ago!"

Ten years ago, the sacrifice was lost, and more than half of the tribe was killed or injured by pirates.

That scene was like a nightmare for the people who were alive now, and sure enough, everyone stopped talking, obviously their own life and death were more important than their brothers and sisters.

The familiar faces, the kind figures, although expected, still made Jian Su's heart extremely cold, he now only hopes that his sister can detect the movement here, so as to escape from the place of right and wrong quickly.

Suddenly, he saw several people heading west, and those people were Ao Yi's minions.

He must have been going to arrest his sister.

Jian Su panicked, a string of names came out of his mouth loudly, facing the surprised clansmen and the gnashing of teeth, he smiled heartily, "That's right, this is this year's sacrifice, congratulations, just like me!"

The scene was in a commotion, some cried, some fled, some scuffled, and behind the deep dark trees that the lights could not reach, someone crushed the trunks of the trees under them.

Because of Jiansu's shout, Ao Yi could only arrest the sacrifices in advance, and naturally, Zhan Changfeng didn't have to go back to the wooden house on the coast, and it was estimated that Uncle Zhang was leading people to hunt her down.

Patriarch Ao Yi is not a blessed power, she decides to find the altar to see if there are any clues on the altar, and also to find out what attracts her.

Human sacrifice is nothing more than to rob the soul, blood, essence or spirit, from the point of view of adding pure grain grass to her dishes, it is more likely to raise people to eat blood and blood.

Zhan Changfeng became interested, so he wanted to find out, and a few catapults were submerged in the dense forest.

The confrontation between the black and white tribes is very obvious, just like this altar, just on the border line between the two tribes, Zhan Changfeng glanced at the stone tablet engraved with the words "forbidden land", and stepped into it with one step.

Suddenly, the sound of a fierce fight came from the side, and that was the territory of the Black Tribe.

The smell of blood was getting closer and closer, and she raised her eyes slightly to watch the branches and leaves heal, and the bloody girl came out of the dark color covered by the trees, and the half-foot moonlight reflected her cold and delicate face, and the dark liquid traces on the duckweed crutch in her hand.

Like a Night Elf.

Meeting a stranger in such a strange place who she had never seen before didn't seem to frighten her, she just glanced at it and quickly disappeared into the night.

And on the other side of the border line, the black tribe was full of figures, with rapid steps, and kept roaring, "Those grandsons actually killed our people!" If you dare to stir up trouble, destroy it!" Chase me, I really think we're bullies......!"

Zhan Changfeng hid behind the stone tablet and watched a group of people rush towards the Bai tribe with momentum.

The girl's face is nine points like that of a talented young man, and they are all smart people.

She didn't linger long, and went to the forbidden land.

A stone path was opened in the forbidden place, and on both sides of the entrance were two winged serpent statues, and the blood-red gem eyes were even more strange in the moonlight.

Seeing this snake statue for the second time, Zhan Changfeng finally affirmed that this was the ancient Teng snake contained in the strange chronicles, that is, the stone statue was more hideous than the portrait.

The dragon head and snake body, no feet, good at soaring clouds and fog.

Teng Snake is a famous general of the demon clan, known as the master of deception.