Patriarch enjoys meal

Before, they were wondering whether the forced following between them and the Nine-Tailed Fox had been lifted, but only now did they know that it was forced to transfer to Jiang.

The distance has also been shortened, and now they and Jiang can be said to be inseparable.

The patriarch lost his only son raised as his successor, grief and anger overwhelmed his reason.Maybe he really believed that Jiang already had blood, or maybe he didn't care about it now.

Without any preparations, the sacrifice ceremony of the Lingqiang people started like this.

At first, some clansmen felt that this matter was a little too hasty, but now at least ten people are missing every day. Everyone knows that they got into the belly of a monster, but they even touched a monster's hair.

No matter how many people of the Lingqiang tribe can't stand such consumption, if this continues, they can count their own death by fingers.

Several strong men took great pains to lift the bronze tripod in Jiang's shed to the high platform, and after it was set up with a 'bang', everyone on and off the stage looked at Jiang with burning eyes.

Although Zhou already knew that the ceremonies and sacrifices of the Lingqiang people were very child's play, he never expected to be able to make such a child's play.Last coming-of-age ceremony, at least there was an opening dance with a group of demons dancing wildly. This time, Jiang was directly tied to a wooden frame.

There is a specially repaired step in the middle of the high platform, on which stands a large wooden frame, ginger is tied to it, and the bronze tripod can be placed just below it.Bronze tripods were originally used for cooking food, and this arrangement is a bit like cooking people.

Zhou already felt a little bad looking at this scene.Tao Jiang's face was even more sinister, he always seemed to be angry when he came here.

At first, Zhou Ji didn’t know what to do until the patriarch cut Jiang’s wrist and ankle with a dagger. I don’t know if there was some mystery in the dagger. The blood flowed continuously into the bronze tripod like a stream. Not a drop was wasted.

How much blood can there be in a human body?Even the bottom of the bronze tripod was not even covered with ginger, and his face was already pale with drooping head.

The members of the Lingqiang tribe, including the patriarch, knelt on the ground and watched Jiang's blood flow into the bronze tripod with fanaticism.No one made a sound, and the ceremony took place in suffocating silence.

Zhou Jiran only felt that this scene was extremely like a cult gathering people to kill and sacrifice.He was so angry that he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even turn his head away from seeing this cruel scene.

The blood was already dripping down little by little at the end, but Jiang was still conscious. He raised his eyes with difficulty and slowly swept across those clansmen who were looking up at him, their eyes were full of sickness and fanaticism, and finally their eyes fell not far away On the mountain where he lost too much blood, everything was blurry and double, but the green hill was still the same.

I don't know where the white ball is hidden in the mountain... Thinking of this, Jiang felt a little happy, so he smiled slightly.

Zhou Jiran looked at him, but his heart was struck by lightning. Suddenly, he seemed to feel Jiang's pain with his own body, and subconsciously took a step back while covering his heart.

Jiang's eyes closed little by little, and in the anticipation of the Lingqiang people, a deafening beast roar sounded like thunder on the ground, and everyone looked back, all trembling with fear.

The giant white tiger with the height of three people rushed towards them with billowing black clouds!

It was only when it got close that it could clearly see the black clouds beside it, and it was clearly a pair of huge wings!

Seeing this familiar beast, Zhou already blurted out: "Qongqi!"

How could it be?

Seeing that Qiongqi was about to jump into the crowd, the Lingqiang people were frightened and ran away one after another. At this time, they also ignored the rules and hurriedly climbed up the sacrificial platform.

This scene is simply a full-level boss rushing into Novice Village to abuse vegetables.It flapped its wings, and many fleeing people were directly knocked down by the blown wind, lying on the ground without any power to fight back.

Qiongqi grabbed the person at his feet with one paw, put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully, then bit off half of his body with a bit of disgust, chewed and chewed twice, and swallowed the remaining two legs, It had no interest in eating, so it threw it aside, only to be caught by an unlucky ghost.The man was dumbfounded, he looked at the roaring giant beast, then at the bloody leg in his arms, rolled his eyes and fell decisively to the ground.

Qiongqi's claws turned around and continued to catch people to eat, and after a while, many stumps and broken arms were thrown around it.

Seeing Qiongqi cannibalizing people with their own eyes, the Lingqiang people were so frightened by this horrible scene that they screamed and almost fainted.

There are also some tribesmen who have not completely lost their minds and shake the patriarch's arm wildly: "What should the patriarch do!? It is coming!"

"Why didn't it work?! The man-eating monster was just drawn out why wasn't it subdued?"

"...Is it because Jiang's strength is not enough?"

"Then isn't the whole family going to die here today?"

......

"Patriarch, come up with an idea!"

The patriarch's face turned as indifferent as ice. He waved away the man holding his arm, and rushed to the unconscious Jiang with a dagger in a few steps.

Looking at his gloomy eyes, Zhou Jiran groaned inwardly, and sure enough, he stabbed the dagger into Jiang's heart in the next second!

"Wow!" Zhou Jiran clutched his heart in pain and almost pouted.

Seeing that he was wrong, Tao Jiang quickly stepped forward to support him, and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhou was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could only forcefully point to Jiang who had a dagger stuck in his heart.

There were not a few drops of blood coming out from this knife, but it woke Jiang who was unconscious. Now he can't see who is who in front of him. He can only half-close his eyes and look down at the ground weakly.

His ears were filled with the sound of the cold wind blowing, his eyes were all gray, and he could only feel a coldness mixed with lifelessness penetrating into his bones.

It doesn't matter if Jiang can't see, the rest of the Lingqiang tribe saw that after the patriarch went down with a knife, a red light emanated from the bronze cauldron filled with blood in front of Jiang.

They lingered around Jiang's side for a few times first, and then shot towards the man-eating Qiongqi like lightning, as if they had found their target.

Dashes of red light bound Qiongqi like red strings. Qiongqi who was eating raised his paw and waved it. Seeing that the thing had no substance and couldn't affect its movements, he didn't care about it anymore, and dragged back another trembling one. People, send it to your mouth.

Seeing that it didn't work, the people on the stage were already on the verge of exploding, and began to cry about their own funerals.

The patriarch frowned and growled: "Shut up! Jiang's blood is the key to saving lives!"

Someone pointed at Jiang with a mournful face, and said weakly: "But...but he's out of blood..."

No, at this moment Jiang's face was as cold as ice and snow, not only did he look without a trace of blood, even the knife that the patriarch stabbed just now did not flow out.

The patriarch sharply swiped the dagger, and brought out a little blood, and said coldly: "Wizard Jiang inherits the blood. After all, Jiang is young and not capable enough... but the blood is not enough, we can only die here ! The whole clan is destroyed!"

After he finished speaking, he stabbed Jiang again, trying to bleed out some more blood. Seeing this, other people also surrounded him and opened their mouths on Jiang.

The woman without a knife grabbed Jiang's arm with her fingernails, and actually scratched a few bloodstains.Encouraged by this, other people also resorted to various methods, unscrupulously trying to squeeze more blood from Jiang's body, even the young child in her arms bit Jiang's wrist, which was scratched by a dagger for many times. let go...

Qiongqi below is eating people, and the Lingqiang people on the high platform are also eating people...

After their tossing, there was no trace of good flesh on Jiang's exposed arms and calves, and he had been stabbed multiple times in his waist and abdomen.The blood was absorbed by the bronze tripod, and there were only pieces of rolled white raw flesh on his body...

Zhou already couldn't stand on his feet, and collapsed in Tao Jiang's arms with his eyes downcast, no matter how much Tao Jiang shouted, he didn't respond.

Except for no wounds, his appearance is exactly the same as Jiang on the torture tool!

Tao Jiang hugged Zhou Weiran and moved up to the edge of the high platform bit by bit, they couldn't leave Jiang too far.But Tao Jiang looked at Zhou Jiran's painful appearance, and knew in his heart that this must have something to do with what happened to Jiang, and he didn't want Zhou Jiran to stay among those Lingqiang people at all!

After the blood increased a bit, the red light on Qiongqi's body was indeed more intense. It has been controlled and can no longer move and eat people at will.

Seeing this, the Lingqiang people all heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that they were finally saved. Some people were so excited that they knelt down on the spot, thanking the gods for their protection.

The red light began to shrink a little bit, and Qiongji couldn't stand in the pain, fell to the ground with a 'plop', roaring and rolling.Once it rolls with such a huge size, it is even more disastrous for those who did not run to the high platform in time. Many people who did not run out of its rolling range were crushed into flesh by it!

Those who survived on the high platform felt that this fate was scarier than being eaten by a monster. Many people were so frightened that they burst into tears, but no one went down to help those clansmen under the shadow of the giant beast.

Soon Qiongqi's tumbling movement became smaller and smaller, and the black-striped white hair on its body was already stained red by the blood of the Lingqiang people or its own blood.

Seeing that it was not moving, someone asked, "Is it dead?" "It seems to be dead..." "It's so big...how should we deal with it?"

......

After a while, someone said bitterly: "It has eaten so many of our clansmen! We can also eat it to eliminate this deep hatred!"

"Yes!" "Yes! It ate our people, and we ate it too!" Everyone responded one after another.

The patriarch waited for the result of their discussion before saying: "The most important thing is how to deal with Jiang."

Although he is dying, but he has the blood of a wizard, his life is still very hard, and he still has a breath left at this point, but he doesn't know how long this breath can last.

After these people turned their eyes to the bruised Jiang, they stopped talking and just looked at the patriarch, hoping that he could come up with an idea.

The patriarch wiped the linen clothes on his body with a dagger. The blade of the dagger glowed with a faint cold light. It looked very sharp. His eyes fell from the blade of the dagger to Jiang's body: "There can only be one bloodline of a wizard of the Lingqiang tribe in this world. It is effective, he has already left a bloodline...the shaman who has been sacrificed should serve the gods...he, we Lingqiang people can't keep it."

After two seconds of silence, the other clansmen knelt down and said in unison, "Yes."

The patriarch took a deep breath, raised his dagger and cut Jiang's neck.

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound from the mountain not far away, a huge boulder rolled down from the mountain, followed by a shrill neigh, which was so sharp that all the people present covered their ears and fell down the high platform. The ginger fell to the ground with a bang.

When they regained their strength, they saw a huge white fox occupying their original position, lying on its side on the high platform, and its nine reddish-tipped tails circled behind it like flames!

Ginger was wrapped around its soft belly, feeling the familiar fluffy warmth, Jiang opened his eyes with the last of his strength.

The Nine-Tailed Fox leaned its head next to him, and when he woke up, he let out a few happy 'beeps', and carefully rubbed his cheeks with his soft fox ears, followed by the small bronze piece hanging around his neck. The movement swayed slightly.

Seeing that it was smiling a little, Jiang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He was so badly hurt that he was dying.

The nine-tailed fox carefully covered his body with nine tails, soft like clouds after rain, and its eyes were wet as if washed by rain from nowhere.

Its tails stroked Jiang's palm one by one, as if to say: Look, I have nine tails now, don't they look good?

There was a little smile in Jiang's eyes, and he blinked as an answer.

The Nine-Tailed Fox happily wanted to cuddle up to his neck and act coquettishly like before, but now that it has become so big, it can barely move the fox's ears over.

Then, it can't hear anything.

The last trace of warmth from Jiang's body dissipated on Nine-Tailed Fox.

The author has something to say: The little fox has no breeder, it's pitiful.