"Tao Jun, I still have something to tell you." After wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yang Yu suddenly said to Mr. Tuo seriously.
"Yang Yu, what are you going to say?" At this moment, Yu Jun's eyes widened. She might also want to hear some romantic words! But when Yang Yu approached her, she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her head.
The next second, Yang Yu's Ren Bing turned into a hand knife and hit Mr. Tuo on the back of his neck with just enough force. In an instant, Mr. Tuo collapsed in Yang Yu's arms.
"Yang Yu, why, why are you doing this?", in her arms, Yu Jun still had a trace of energy, she said lightly.
"Mr. Taro, we have no chance of winning this rescue. I don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want you to die with me."
"I, Qi Yangyu, am a useless person who will never be able to practice. But your future is still very bright. Live well! Forget me." In his arms, Yang Yu's hand gently touched Mr. Tao's face, and said He said with a serious face.
"No, I will never forget you. Everything I have is given by you. Even if it means death, no matter how weak you are, I will always be with you. I am willing to...", in my arms , Mr. Tuo said to Yang Yu with all his strength.
"No, no, but, but I don't want to, I want you to live, I don't want you to die for me, Mr. Yu, I love you, so I hope you live." In her arms, Yang Yu shed tears again , he interrupted Yu Jun, and led Ren Bing's hand to touch the back of her neck again.
"Yang Yu, no, no..." In her arms, Yu Jun shed tears, but she still fainted.
Gently picking up Yu Jun, Yang Yu took her to the nearest tree house, closed the door tightly, simply buried Qi Dawei's body, and Yang Yu continued to run southward alone.
The road ahead is unclear, but Yang Yu knows that it is a road to death. Along the way, the trees became sparser and sparse, and the land became softer and softer. Gradually, Yang Yu seemed to smell a faint smell in the air.
The taste was somewhat salty, mixed with fishy smell. Yang Yu knew that he might have been close to the fish-men tribe, and his initial intuition was not wrong, he just went the wrong way.
At the same time, when Yang Yu rushed to the fish-men tribe, three panicked fish-men also ran back to the fish-men tribe.
"Chief of the three tribes, chief of the three tribes, I have something to report." At this time, the fishman brother finally rushed back to the fishman tribe, and he also had a clear purpose and wanted to see their boss directly.
"Why are you panicking? Are you able to meet the three clan leaders whenever you want?" In front of the relatively low house group, a fish-man with black skin stopped the movement of the eldest fish-man brother.
"Don't stop him, let him in!" Before the fishman brother could speak, a word came from the largest room in the group of rooms.
"You, go in!" This guard also fulfilled his duty, and after receiving the reply, he resumed his guarding posture.
Soon, the fishman brother also walked into the house of the three clan leaders. In the tall house, a fishman with light green skin was sitting on a stone chair.
This fish-man doesn't know it until he looks at it. He is shocked when he sees it. It is really ugly! His plump face was full of pits, and his big belly was full of fat. The simple clothes couldn't cover the fat that was about to fall off, and his ears were still two ugly fins.
The ugly fish-man in front of him is the third patriarch of the fish-men clan and the third of the three brothers. Although the fishmen are cruel to other races, they are very kind to their own people.
The second brother of the three murloc brothers, Zaipei Roujin has been dead for two years, but in this murloc tribe, this position has always been reserved for him.
"Do you have anything to say?" Zaipei lowered his head and said calmly.
"To report to the three clan leaders, we did not recover the escaped slave. On the way, he was rescued by a young man. Oh, the young man also had an angel companion. We couldn't defeat him even if we tried our best." The fishman brother spoke quickly, because He was afraid that Zaipei Zhushu would take it out of context.
"What, you can't even bring back a slave?" After hearing this, Zaipei's face flushed a little, and he even
Even the belly has become a little bigger.
Seeing the three clan leaders who were immediately angry, the fishman brother was so frightened that he trembled. It seemed that the reasons he gave were useless!
"You..., forget it, forget it, today is a sacrifice, so I will spare you. How strong are the two of them?" Looking at the trembling appearance of the fishman brother, he also saw the scales on his chest. , Zaipei Cishu calmed down and said.
"Xie San Clan Chief, their strength is not very strong, Ya Po Tian is just a high-ranking spiritual technician." Feeling that he had narrowly escaped death, the fishman brother said very excitedly.
"Nonsense, if they are very powerful, can you still escape? I'm asking you, does that angel have a partner?" It seems that this Zaipei is not very stupid. He still has some understanding of the angel realm.
"Oh, Lord Three Clan Leaders, that angel is also alone, and he seems to be listening to that human's orders," the fishman brother said quickly.
"Huh huh huh, I thought they were some big characters? Don't worry about them, the sacrifice is about to begin, you go down!" When he heard the fishman brother said that Mr. Tao had no partners, Zaipei Thornskin suddenly felt relaxed. stand up.
Within twenty minutes, Zaipei Cifu walked out of the house himself, and his purpose was also very clear, heading straight to the west of the tribe, because that was where the slaves were imprisoned and where the altar was.
After half an hour of waiting, all the fishmen gathered around the open space around the altar.
This location is very spacious, and here, everyone from fish-men less than half a meter to fish-men more than three meters tall appear here. Regardless of men, women, old and young, if you count carefully, there are about three thousand people.
Among them, only nearly 300 people are psychics, and they maintain order on the scene. It seems that this fish-men tribe is not that good. After all, psychics are the factor that determines whether the tribe is strong.
In the center of the open space, there is an altar that is twenty meters long and wide. The altar is very simple, made of wood and stone, but something must have been added to it, which makes the altar look very solid.
To the west of the altar, there are patches of wooden cages. The people in the cages are not beasts or murlocs, but human beings with yellow faces and skinny muscles. To be more precise, they are people from the Wangxiang Town Qi family.
More than a month ago, the fishmen captured more than 800 young and middle-aged people from the Qi family, but now, there are probably less than 300 people in this cage.
And none of them are very energetic. Today is the sacrifice of the fishmen. The fishmen are afraid that these people will cause trouble, so they have not given them food for two days.
In the cage on the far left, there are dozens of naked young women, breathing slowly. At this moment, they are worse off than dead.
In front of thousands of people, it can be said that he has no face at all. Those who are still alive are either crazy, or they still have hope to live, or they have hatred in their hearts.
Following Zai Pei's orders, more than fifty young people were escorted to the altar. Don't ask Qi's family why they didn't resist. It was because they didn't have the strength, were eager to get help, and were afraid of death. (Don’t laugh, you only live once, most people are afraid of death)
During these times in the fish-man tribe, all young people who reached mastery of spiritual skills would be executed, and those with stronger abilities also did the most things every day. Coupled with all kinds of starvation and beatings, the Qi family had no chance of resisting.
"Uu la la, la la o, ah ah ah..." After everything was prepared, Zaipei Piskin began to say some completely incomprehensible words. Obviously, this was the beginning of the sacrifice.
Following Zai Pei's singing, dancing, and basketball-like movements, a large stone box was brought up.
As Zaipei opened the stone box, all the fishmen knelt down, and inside the stone box was an extremely disgusting creature.
It has a soft body, tan skin, and a mouth the size of a fist, and you can even see fangs in the mouth.
This creature is called a fish leech. Although it is ugly, it is very rare and cruel. However, it does not harm the fish-men, and the liquid it secretes can speed up the growth of the fish-men.
Fish leeches are long dormant
A living thing will rest for five years after eating once. During these five years, it does not need to eat, but it will secrete liquid regularly. And its food is very strange, and it can even be said to be disgusting.
In the stone box, the fish and leeches were obviously hungry, and they made a sound similar to a cat's meowing. The next second, Zaipei's stabbing action became even more cruel. He walked up to a young man and slashed his chest with a bayonet.
Fresh blood spurted out directly, and the fish leech reacted quickly. It jumped onto the young man's chest and half of his body got into it.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
After several screams, the young man's eyes widened and he lost the breath of life. As the leech came out of the young man's chest, the place where the young man's heart was was already empty.
"You beast! You bastard, you can't be killed and you can't be humiliated!"
"You are really not human!" Kan Shula
"Let them go! Give them a good time."
"It's my place, I can do it, let me do it!"...
In the cage group under the stage, everyone was cursing and crying because the behavior of this fish and leech was so cruel.
The young people on the altar were completely stunned. After all, they were the ones who had to face life and death, not those who shouted loudly.
Seeing the excited crowd and the restrained sacrifices, Zaipei smiled faintly. What an irony! The so-called fishman god they talked about turned out to be such a disgusting creature.
Just as Zaipei Cifu continued to move forward with the fish leech in hand, the peaceful fish-men crowd suddenly became commotion.
"Who hit me? Is it you?"
"Look what the fuck, I was beaten too!"
"Son, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood!"...
Probably on a road leading from the outside to the altar, someone felt beaten every few meters, but they didn't find out who did it.
On the altar, Zaipei Cifu was still disturbed by this movement in his sacred ritual, but he was not an ordinary person, he was the King of Spiritual Skills.
Taking a closer look, a man with golden-green hair was quickly approaching the altar. Waiting for Zai Pei to lock the information about the visitor, the man has already rushed to the altar.
But this man did not stop his movements and rushed directly towards Zaipei.
(Originally, I wrote about making a hole in the head. I was afraid that people wouldn’t accept it, so I changed it to the chest. If you have any opinions, you can tell me!)
