Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

One strong and one weak flame, after fusion, the green fire will no longer exist.

Black Flame can regenerate and burst out with more powerful power for the orcs to wage war again and take down the last Shanshui tribe.

What they want is to unify the ancient barbarian tribes just like the long history before.

But if they want the black flame to swallow the green fire, they have to hold an ancient sacrifice to awaken the hidden power of the blood and use it to communicate with the witches of heaven and earth.

"What is the prey they used for sacrifice this time?"

In the cave where he couldn't see his fingers, Ji Hongxi locked his eyes on the person in front of him, his sharp eyes split the dark night, and made Mu Lang smile in relief.

"We, the prey are us."

The ancient sacrifices only needed hunting beasts, but the tribal power of the ancient barbarians at that time was at its peak.

You can get a response by colluding with the fire pit a little bit.

But now, the witchcraft is withered, the ancient barbarians are divided into three, and they plan to fight each other. Even the fire in the fire pit is about to be extinguished.

At this time, it is impossible to get a response from the fire pit by using those beasts without intelligence to sacrifice.

The only way is to use them tribal people born under the blessing of the fire pond.

The blood of witchcraft in their bodies is the best sacrifice to wake up the fire pit.

The only reason they are still alive is because the people of the orc clan have to consume the flames of the Aoki clan until they are weakest before they can devour them.

After a year of captivity, they were so skinny that they had only their last breath left.

And the time for the sacrifice is almost here.

Blood sacrifice!
When Ji Hongxi thought of these two words, it was the same as some methods of those evil cultivators outside.

"Then the warriors of your tribe, what are they going to do with them?"

Agusu's group of tribal women have not found a place to be held until now, and Mu Lang and others don't know about it.

"After they swallow the Qingmu clan, they will launch a war against the Shanshui clan. The patriarchs and the others are used by the orc clan to fight in the front line."

The warriors of the tribe are powerful, so there is no need to sacrifice all the Qingmu tribe for sacrifices, and the remaining warriors, the orcs are ready to make the best use of them.

Cruel enough, but also smart enough.

These are all Mu Lang knows, Ji Hongxi, who wanted to leave, stayed in peace, and they will see the light of day again in a few days.

It is also good to hide in the sacrifice and cooperate with the little junior sister.

outside world……

Seeing the orc patriarch put the two fires together, Lu Yun was still cautiously lurking in the dark.

She had no idea where Agusu and others were being held.

The Qingmu clan is only this big, and if they couldn't find it after searching for a day, there must be something she overlooked, or she couldn't see it.

The flames of the two colors in the firepit maintained a delicate balance. After finishing these, the patriarch of the orc clan spoke.

"It's all gone."

Now that the tribe of the Qingmu clan is vacant, these orc people happily choose a house they like and become its new owner.

"A Tu."

The patriarch called out to the young man who was holding the stone box before.

At this moment, the rest of the people had dispersed, and there were only two people left near the fire pit.

The young man nodded, then walked to a stone pillar around the fire pond, pressed his five fingers on it, and the power of the totem was surging.

In the fire pond, both flames rose for a moment, and then recovered.

The eight stone pillars began to move in a specific pattern, with little movement, and then an entrance was exposed in front of people.

Lu Yun, who was hiding in the dark, saw a bright light. She thought that she had found the real dungeon.

"Let's go."

The old patriarch walked in the forefront, and Atu followed.

The entrance was not closed, so Lu Yun waited for a while before walking over with an umbrella in hand.

On the surface, the curtain umbrella at this meeting is just an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, with all its brilliance, covering Lu Yun.

All the way down, the passage is very dry, and oil lamps are lit on both sides.

The swaying flames elongated the human shadow, like a devil twisting and cheering here.

The dungeon was not deep. After going down the stairs, Lu Yun saw many cages ahead of him just around the corner.

Those held in the cage are the female warriors of the Qingmu tribe, most of whom lie in the cage without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

Those cages are made of wood, and the special wood is dark black, like some kind of rune. Together with the cages, they form a prison, and people are firmly imprisoned in it.

Inside the cage at the front is Aguyu.

The patriarch sat in the cage with one leg bent. The sturdy figure Lu Yun saw a year ago was now so thin that his bones could be seen.

Only those eyes were still as sharp as before.

"Tuying, you won't succeed."

Aguyu spoke calmly facing the patriarch of the orc clan, not looking like a prisoner at all.

"is it?"

Tuying laughed, his old voice was treacherous and hoarse.

"In the future, the men of your tribe will be sacrificed by me, and your women will die in the great battle of my orc tribe."

"This is an inevitable process of the unification of the ancient barbarians. What can you do to stop it?"

"Or are you still pinning your hopes on those two monks who came to your tribe?"

"It's been a year, have they ever come back to see it?"

"Hehe, they have betrayed you a long time ago."

Speaking of this, the wrinkles on Tuying's face stretched out, and his cloudy eyes wandered on Aguyu's body, with a sinister expression.

"Back then, I proposed to marry you and was willing to share the glory of the beast race with you. You rejected me and chose an ordinary person."

"It's a pity how long a mortal can live here, he died."

"But don't worry, it won't be long before you will go down to accompany him, and this will be my congratulatory gift to you."

Tuying walked, bypassing Aguyu and coming to the rear.

In a cage there, the young patriarch Agusu lay unconscious on the ground.

Her cheeks were an abnormal blue-gray color, and the limbs under the animal skin had a kind of woodiness.

Agusu is turning into a tree little by little.

Looking at the feet of Agusu, the aerial roots growing there are rooted in the ground.

"Unbelievable!"

This is Tuying's evaluation of Agusu, dedicating his strength to the fire, although it can make the fire burn a little longer.

But after the witch power in her own body is emptied, they will be backlashed by her companions, gradually turning into the most common trees in this mountain range.

And in the dim light and shadow of this dungeon, branches and leaves grew in many cages, and when you opened the branches and leaves, you could see the Aoki warriors sleeping in them.

Breaking off a branch at will, Tuying smiled contentedly after seeing Aguyu's expression of being overwhelmed with pain.

"I said, you will regret the choice you made back then."

Standing in front of Aguyu, Tuying was condescending, and in front of her, threw the branch under her feet and trampled on it.

He is enjoying Aguyu's pain.

During the whole process, Atu who followed in remained silent and lowered his head, only occasionally his eyes would fall on Agusu.

"Don't worry, Dad will help you realize your wish."

"I couldn't marry you back then, so it would be nice for my son to marry your daughter."

"The day of the sacrifice is the time for the wedding."

"But before that, Atu, you can communicate more with your own fiancée."

After Tu Ying finished speaking, he left, leaving Atu's expressionless face finally fluctuating.