Chapter 314

Patriarch, I'm late

Four huge cages were opened together, and the male demons came out in twos and threes. Cong Xiaofei counted, about thirteen people.

They have no weapons and basically have no accomplishments. In the array, they fight for a while. Some rely on the sharpness of their claws, some are skillful, and some even bite with their mouths.

This most primitive fight is the bloodiest. It is different from the fight with the immortal cultivator. It may only take a moment. Without blood and pain, the immortal cultivator will end one's life.

It is this tragic way that Shenmu people use to vent their indignation. Of course, only the older generation has this feeling. For those children, such as Xiao Hu, they think it is a natural atonement.

The more people around them look, the more excited they are. It seems that only the blood of the devil can make them feel happy. Although they have never been to the devil Kingdom, they have already hidden their hatred for the devil in their bones.

Looking at Dahu's red eyes, Cong Xiaofei knows that he is dead now

After being controlled by the evil in the body, he stretched out a hand full of aura and gently put it on the shoulder of Dahu, "Dahu, calm down."

The big tiger who was infused with aura immediately felt that he was pure and clear. Then he found his gaffe and said with both hands: "elder, big tiger is rude."

"It's all right. Although the people in the demon world do many evil things, they are also the mistakes made by their forefathers. Why take these young people to vent their anger?"

Big tiger looks puzzled, "elder, the so-called father debt, we do not care whether they have done, as long as it is the demon, they should kill, this is to atone for their evil deeds, but we help them!"

"Well, just as you said, but if you let them kill each other like this, the number of demons will be less and less. Who will you take to atone for it then?" This has always been a question of Cong Xiaofei. He thinks that Shenmu clan should have a history of thousands of years at least. If such a sacrifice is held every six months, won't the demons have been killed long ago? So why do every household now have demon slaves?

Big tiger frowned, "master, since you are from the demon world, you should know that the demon man has strong reproductive ability. As long as there is a male demon man, hundreds of little demons can be born in a year, now

There are too many demon slaves in Shenmu clan. The clan leader is preparing for a large-scale sacrifice. "

His grandmother's! i see! It seems that the so-called large-scale sacrifice is actually wantonly killing demons!

"Ha ha! Of course I know. I thought there were only a few demons slaves! That's good! Let these hateful demons make atonement for our family Of course, Dahu doesn't know that Xiaohu has told Cong Xiaofei a lot of information.

Cong Xiaofei said that, tiger's face immediately showed the color of excited worship, "elder, the sacrifice will be over soon, I will take you to see the patriarch in a moment!"

"Good... Good..." Cong Xiaofei agreed with a smile.

The cloud sleeve beside you touches Cong Xiaofei, which means that you really want to meet the clan leader of others. You are not from the demon world, but also from the Shenmu people. It's easy for you to show up!

Cong Xiaofei gives Yunxiu a confident smile. He turns his head and listens to Xiaohu. Yaozao Shenmu doesn't belong to all Shenmu families. Only the clan leader has it. Just now he secretly released his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't

Now that poison one poison two, so-called do not enter the tiger's den, how to get the tiger's son, pretending to be the elder of Shenmu clan, maybe Yaozao Shenmu will catch it.

After nearly an hour of fighting, finally a short male demon man staggered out. Although he was short, he was tall compared with human beings. The winning demon relies on his dexterity. When the other demons are exhausted, he makes the final move.

"Well, dog three, the winner of this ceremony, you can accept our baptism and enjoy a luxurious life!" The dog finally fell down, exhausted.

The following is the turbulent crowd, each Shenmu people used to spit on dog three, big tiger and small tiger are no exception!

Ah, it turns out that this is baptism. As for what they call luxury life, Cong Xiaofei later learned that this dog three can be allowed to contact with female demons and help them have children, and then the children will be abused!

If you say that Shenmu clan is too talented, this despicable method can be used

expect!

After the ceremony, the array on the stage has been removed, and of course, the cages have been lowered to the ground. Cong Xiaofei inadvertently saw the object depicted on the stone wall at the back of the sacrificial platform.

Each tribe has its own totem, and Shenmu is no exception. Unexpectedly, their totem is a golden dragon flying in the air.

Its shape and appearance reminds Cong Xiaofei of one thing, that is, the Golden Dragon dream he saw in the black dragon's nest. Is it the Golden Dragon dream they worshiped?

Thinking, the tiger has come over with the patriarch in high spirits.

The patriarch, named mujiada, was a small old man who was the one who presided over the sacrifice. The old man is different from other people. He does not have a naked upper body, wears a white robe, and has bright eyes. Judging from his raised temple, his accomplishments are really not low.

As the "ancestor" of Shenmu clan, Cong Xiaofei naturally did not dare to release his spiritual sense to explore the other party's cultivation. If so, he would be impolite.

At present, he had to sacrifice Longmu: jiedan's later cultivation, which had a wooden family

The special method of sex.

The old man walked in two steps and soon came to Cong Xiaofei. However, when he saw Cong Xiaofei's young appearance, he could not help frowning slightly. Could the Shenmu people still have the energy to take zhuyandan when they were persecuted in the demon world? Besides, Cong Xiaofei's appearance really surprised him that no one had escaped from the demon world for so many years.

"Your Excellency?" The old man clasped his hands, because he was not sure, and he did not dare to rush.

Cong Xiaofei didn't answer, but his eyes had turned around. He shook his head difficultly, as if he didn't believe everything in front of him. After a while, he said slowly in a choking voice: "come back... Come back... I finally come back! Father! Mother! Your son is home at last

Let Cong Xiaofei make such a noise, mujiada heart confused, feel like it is true. Cloud sleeve and cold rain color look at each other, thinking in the heart, say this Cong Xiaofei this time which one!

"Child? You... "Muqida had already released his spirit, and found that the monk in front of him didn't take Zhuyan pill. His actual age was so old.

Cong Xiaofei wiped his tears and grabbed each other's hands. "Patriarch, I'm... I'm late!"