Creation Color Master

Chu Mo left and found a secluded and quiet place, quietly waiting for Bai Feng's return.

As for what Duan Yanqing would do, he didn't care at all. If it wasn't for the safety of the children, he wouldn't have come back at all.

After Bai Feng rode the White Luan to heaven, he directly released the Thousand Down Bird Bag, and hundreds of birds were released, flying in all directions.

Although he is a killer, he is just as good as professionals in gathering intelligence. With the help of these birds, Bai Feng is confident that he can find the beggars' lair in a short time.

The birds flapped their wings and flew high, quickly flying in all directions.

Bai Feng stood on Bai Luan, looking down at the earth and mountains, looking at the people on the ground who looked like black dots.

Soon, a bird seemed to have made a discovery.

Feeling the emotional fluctuations conveyed by the birds in his sea of ​​consciousness, Bai Feng did not hesitate at all. He patted Bai Luan and flew in a certain direction.

Bai Feng stretched out her hand, and a bird flew into her hand. Its clear cry seemed to be telling something.

Bai Feng looked in the direction and saw a village below. The village was very hidden, but it had convenient transportation and was connected in all directions. At this moment, black spots were moving towards the village and soon disappeared in the village.

Bai Feng gave a sarcastic smile and let the bird fly away.

"Beast Taming Ability - Vision Sharing"

Suddenly, the scene that the bird that was just released saw appeared in Bai Feng's eyes.

The bird flew very fast and landed on a big tree outside the village. It jumped twice on the branches and looked at the crowd below from a suitable position.

Only then did Bai Feng realize that there were so many beggars gathering from all directions. There were guards dressed like villagers standing at the entrance of the village, and they let all the beggars in when they saw them.

The beggars who gathered from all directions seemed to be small cooperative groups, but they all had one thing in common, that is, each small group brought at least one child.

Although it has been decorated to look like an abandoned baby adopted by a beggar, the child's chubby white face is not something that can be raised by a beggar's profession.

Bai Feng concluded that these were all stolen and trafficked from various villages and towns.

The bird observed for a while and then did not stop. It flapped its wings and flew high again, flying around the entire village.

Suddenly, Bai Feng had a clear understanding of the situation outside the village.

The village has only one entrance and exit, and high walls are built on all other sides. There are people dressed as villagers wandering around, who are actually patrolling to protect the village.

These people are all strong and powerful.

The bird flew out without any hesitation and headed towards the village.

Through the vision of a bird, Bai Feng saw that the whole village had a sense of desolation, as if nine out of ten houses were empty. But at this moment, it was full of people. Beggars sat together in groups of three or four, eating food and chatting about various things they had seen and heard.

Looking at the food with meat and vegetables, Bai Feng didn't expect that beggars nowadays were treated like this?

Bai Feng, somewhat doubting his own eyesight, did not stop and continued to wander over the village.

Soon, Chu Mo found a temple similar to a place for sacrifice and prayer appearing in his eyes.

The beggars who came in all brought their children with them, and when they came out, they all had smiles on their faces, holding big pieces of fish and meat in their hands.

It seems that this is where the children are detained.

Below, everything was going on in an orderly manner, and no one noticed that on a big tree, a bird was watching everything.

The temple entrance was heavily guarded, including a short dwarf, an old man smoking, a cold-blooded swordsman in black, and so on. Bai Feng could see that each of these people had good cultivation.

It was obviously impossible to get close to the temple. Bai Feng was ready to take the bird back and report the information here to Chu Mo. Just as the bird wanted to flap its wings and fly, a sharp arrow flew out and killed the bird directly.

Bai Feng felt the bird that had lost contact with her and knew that the bird was dead.

Without stopping at all, Bai Feng left here quickly.

Next to the temple in the village, a fat man with a fat face said, "Wild monkey, what's the hammer you got? You have the nerve to shoot down such a small bird. It's not even enough to fill your teeth."

The hunter known as the wild monkey said, "Fatty, what are you talking about? This bird has a hint of intelligence in its eyes, it seems to be no ordinary creature."

The old man smoked his pipe, glanced at the dead body on the ground, and said, "How can a white bird be so smart? Can it be a spirit? Boring worm, go and see if there are any clues?"

The dwarf man stood up and said, "Master, you are too worried. What can a white bird tell us?"

As he spoke, he picked up the corpse from the ground and threw it at the old man's feet.

The master picked it up and used his spiritual power to investigate it, but found no trace of the beast taming seal, so he threw it aside.

At this time, the door of the temple opened, and an old man who looked like a wandering doctor walked out. He had a goatee and bloody hands, but he didn't care.

"Master, please come in for a moment."

After saying this, he returned to the temple. The master stood up, walked into the temple, and closed the door casually to block the sight of the many beggars in the distance.

The wild monkey stood on the roof holding a bow and shouted coldly: "What are you looking at? Be careful with your eyes."

The beggars were so frightened that they immediately lowered their heads.

Inside the temple, the statues of gods were long gone, leaving only piles of children's skeletons. The light inside was dim, with only blood-red candles burning.

On a wide butcher's board, there was a layer of blood scabs, which smelled extremely fishy and disgusting.

Various severed human organs were placed on it, from eyes, brains to limbs and heads, all neatly arranged.

On the other side are various internal organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys. There are several grooves under the chopping board, and the blood flows to the back along the grooves.

The dim room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and the broken limbs made one feel like entering hell, but the two of them were chatting and laughing in it.

The doctor took out two stools from under the chopping board, set up a round table, and placed a stove on it. His movements were smooth and fluid, as if he was oblivious to the sea of ​​blood and corpses before his eyes.

The master showed his yellow teeth, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light like a wolf, and he said: "Doctor, I have been craving this for a long time, and today I finally have it again."

The water in the pot had already boiled. The doctor skillfully picked up the heart from the chopping board, cut it into slices and threw it into the pot.

The two of them were actually eating human hearts. Seeing them look very satisfied and enjoying the meal, the whole room was filled with the sound of chewing for a moment.

Amidst a sea of ​​blood and corpses, two people were eating the internal organs of a child. The shadows cast on the wall by the candlelight seemed to turn into demons from hell.

For a moment, only the demon's whispers were heard.

Behind the temple, where no one could see, a small blood-red tree was shining brightly. The blood on the trunk was covered with blood vessels, and the blood flowing from the grooves was slowly absorbed by it.

Various internal organs were piled up in the bloody soil under the tree, and the blood-red roots were wrapped around the internal organs as if they were about to devour them.

On the branches of the blood-colored tree, fruits that look like hearts are growing, and they seem to be beating slowly along with the flow of blood under the trunk.

It turns out that the beggars stole and kidnapped children just to cultivate the bloody little tree in front of them.

The fruits growing on it have consumed countless blood, and for every fruit on the tree, countless children have lost their lives.

In the corner on the other side of the blood-red tree, there was a huge iron cage with hundreds of children locked inside. They had dull eyes and seemed to be controlled by something.