Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Agusu in the cage stared wide-eyed as Lu Yun turned into Tu in front of him.

"Bride, wait for me to marry you in the future."

She touched Agusu's cheek, and in the face of the other's weird expression, she restrained her expression, hid Agusu well, and walked out with Agusu's face swaggeringly.

Two days passed in a flash.

As soon as she opened her eyes that day, Lu Yun heard voices outside.

"Young patriarch, the patriarch wants you to prepare quickly."

The servants came in and waited on Atu to wash up. Today's clothes are much more grand, looking at the fire-colored cloak, it looks festive.

During the two days of pretending, Lu Yun tried to avoid contact with Tuying as much as possible.

I thought that the relationship between the father and son was harmonious, and after observation, it seemed that Tuying didn't like Tuying's heart. Even the behavior in the dungeon that day was Tuying's use of Tuying to stimulate Aguyu.

Today's sacrifice is also a great day for my son.

When Lu Yun walked out, someone congratulated Atu, but depending on the situation of the tribe, there was no special arrangement for this.

Obviously this wedding is just a formality, and it is also a warning to the Qingmu clan, Tuying has no intention of making a fuss at all.

"Young Patriarch, the sacrificial offering has already been delivered, and the Patriarch asked you to watch over it."

Although the words of his subordinates were polite, they did not show awe of Tuying.

"Ah."

Lu Yun responded indifferently.

She saw more orc people today, and she also saw a few orc children, who looked a little bit malnourished, and the totems on their bodies were not as black as those of adults.

The decline of the tribe is not a lie.

They followed behind Lu Yun and headed all the way to the fire pond.

There, a group of men from the Qingmu tribe were kneeling, and after a year of captivity, they couldn't see any spirit on their faces.

Lu Yun glanced over, and saw her senior brother's low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, pretending to be well-behaved.

Lu Yun took another look, maybe her eyes were too straightforward, Ji Hongxi in the crowd raised her eyes, and met Lu Yun's hidden sharp eyes, with the sharpness of a sword.

In the next moment, doubts appeared in Ji Hongxi's eyes.

His probing eyes fell on Lu Yun, but Lu Yun looked away.

"Is it all here?"

He asked his subordinates, and the man nodded naturally.

The forest near the fire pond is sparse, and you can see the sky when you look up. Today's weather is a bit depressing, dark, like a storm is about to come.

In the corner of the fire pond, there were only sparks the size of a fingernail remaining on the green fire, flickering with difficulty in this gloomy weather.

The dungeon was opened, and Lu Yun saw Agusu being pushed out.

Today's Agusu has been groomed and dressed up. His gray hair, dull totem, and legs covered with wood grain all tell that Agusu's life is not long.

Seeing that the other party's disguise was not bad, Lu Yun felt relieved.

The appearance of Agusu caused commotion among the men of the Qingmu clan. Some couldn't help but wanted to rush over, but they were kicked by a guard of the orc clan.

"Don't get excited."

Mu Lang held down his companion and looked at Lu Yun with sharp killing intent, but it disappeared in a flash.

Ji Hongxi who was beside him grabbed him and wrote a few words in his palm. There was shock in Mu Lang's beautiful eyes, and he wanted to look at Lu Yun, but he forcibly held back.

Lu Yun walked over, grabbed Agusu brutally, and pulled her to the edge of the fire pit to make her kneel down.

"The patriarch is here!"

Amidst the long singing, Tu Ying appeared in front of the people.

The figure eagle in tiger skin has a mighty tiger head on its shoulder. Even though the tiger is dead, those fierce eyes like copper bells are still shocking.

On the altar, Tu Ying lit a joss stick, and the white smoke drifted over the fire pond, condensing and not dispersing, the black flame began to stir, and the flame turned into a mouth, clenching its teeth in the direction of the green fire, salivating.

"kneel!"

Hearing this voice, Lu Yun knelt beside the struggling Agusu, grabbed his arm, and was slapped by him.

She didn't care either, she just stared at Agusu, acting like Agusu's madness.

"bye!"

The voice of the priest presiding over the wedding was slender.

Lu Yun pressed Agusu's head and bowed down for the money, when she suddenly heard Tuying's voice.

"Wait!"

Lu Yun's pupils shrank as he lowered his head.

Although Yi Rongdan is formidable, she can only imitate her appearance and not a god. As a father and son, Tuying is very likely to discover her flaws.

While she was hesitating, Tu Ying had already reached out and grabbed it.

But what he caught was not Lu Yun, but Agusu.

After he put his hand on Agusu's totem and felt it carefully, his face darkened, and he patted Lu Yun with his palm.

"idiot!"

This is scolding.

Lu Yun, who wanted to resist, took the palm abruptly, clutching her chest with a pained expression.

"Who told you to wake up her totem?" Tuying lifted Agusu up, his eyes cold.

The totem looks like it is about to die, but in fact there is a vitality hidden in it.

In Tuying's view, it was his son who was bewitched by this woman, so he used the power of the beast clan to awaken Agusu's totem.

"Father, I was wrong."

Lu Yun apologized, but Tuying ignored him and dragged Agusu to the edge of the fire pit.

A short knife appeared in his palm, aimed at Agusu's wrist, bloody flames flowed in the fire pond, the blue fire flourished, and was quickly suppressed by the black flame.

"The wedding is over, let's start the sacrifice!"

Tu Ying didn't give A Tu a chance to explain, Lu Yun looked calm, the relationship between the father and son was worse than she imagined.

And following Tuying's order, those men from the Qingmu clan who had been making a fuss were escorted to kneel around the fire pit.

Behind them stood warriors of the orc clan with their blades resting on their necks. With just one blow, the blood sacrifice could be completed.

In the fire pond, Xu Shi felt the powerful force coming, the black flame danced to his heart's content, and began to approach the green fire actively.

In the embers, the bewitching and beautiful green fire was burning weakly, and when Tuying was about to give an order, it seemed to erupt with the final strength, and the green fire swept across, faintly showing signs of suppressing the black flame.

This vision surprised Tuying for a moment.

At this moment, Agusu, who was half-dead under his hands, resisted, and a vine grew out of her palm, lashing towards Tuying fiercely.

Among the Cyanwood Clan crowd, Ji Hongxi could feel that his cultivation level suppressed by the ancient barbarian mountains recovered in an instant.

The power belonging to the Nascent Soul stage erupted at this moment, and the movement caused Tuying's face twitched a few times.

He dodged Agusu's attack and looked at Ji Hongxi with a sullen expression.

"Human monk?"

"Hehe, you guys are really here. If you want to kill me, I will help you!"

He waved his hand, and a gray wolf appeared beside him. The mighty wolf king raised his head and howled wildly. Before he ran towards Ji Hongxi, a sword stabbed straight at him from behind.

The blade is like frost and snow, white and pure.

The faint cold air stirs the wind and clouds, and the snow falls, which is a beautiful scenery in the world.

Lu Yun's sword was fast, but Tu Ying reacted faster.

He didn't know who the sneak attacker was behind him, so he subconsciously threw out his palm. When he saw his son's face, his expression twisted for a moment, but soon he yelled angrily.