All the savage is jealous, I will farm

The loss of the Luyuan tribe in this war made it impossible for them to survive the cold winter intact, and Qingluo and Lukai discussed and sent the youths and children of the tribe to the fleet together.

As a young priest, Qing Luo was also among the group of people who were sent away, Lu Kai and all the old and young of the clan followed behind these people reluctantly and sent them to the boat.

Although they knew that their leaders and priests had already made a decision, the existence of the so-called god-blessed tribe was beyond their imagination. They could only desperately hold back their tears and apprehension, and bid farewell to their loved ones.

These people are arranged in a unified ship.And Qingluo, as the leading priest of these people, has to study with Su Yao like Shitou and others, and accept the training arranged by Zhongli.

During this period, he not only had to complete the training tasks, but also learned the characters and laws of the God Blessed Tribe.

Su Yao has already told him that the Luyuan Tribe, as one of the subordinate tribes of the God Blessed Tribe, will build an exclusive pier after the cold winter.

And Qing Luo will be the main person in charge of building the pier, so Qing Luo's task in this entire cold winter is very arduous, if any mistake occurs, not only he but also the future of the Luyuan tribe will be lost.

At the same time, Su Yao's request to avenge the Luyuan tribe was also put on the agenda.

The Luren Tribe is not far from the Luyuan Tribe, and the fleet arrived at the bank of the river where the Luren Tribe belonged after more than half a day.

The ice on both sides of the river is thicker, and the fleet is much slower than before.

Those who had fled back before from the Deerman tribe had informed the young patriarch of the tribe.When they saw the big ship, they had already prepared their defenses.

As soon as the fleet reached the shore, those people in the deer tribe couldn't wait to shoot wooden arrows. The arrows turned black, obviously poisoned.

The hull is made of extremely strong wood with a special coating on the outside. These arrows did not leave too many marks on the hull.

The archers on the fleet were already ready to fight back, and when Zhongli gave an order, the sharp long swords shot towards the deer tribe like raindrops.

Many of these people are warriors of the Luyuan tribe, and they want to avenge the dead warriors in the tribe with their own power.

The sharp iron arrows pierced through their wooden armor. The warriors of the Deermen tribe didn't react in time, and dozens of them died immediately.

The fear brought by the rain of arrows forced them to retreat temporarily, and this just left an opportunity for the fleet soldiers who were about to dock.

The iron triangular claws penetrated deeply into the ice on the shore, firmly fixing the big boat on the shore.

Wearing iron armor and holding shields in their hands, the soldiers successfully came to the shore along the wooden ladder under the cover of their teammates.

A fierce fight followed. Although the fighters of the Divine Blessing Tribe had no direct hatred relationship with the Luren Tribe, the Luyuan Tribe and the Divine Blessing Tribe were now a family, so they would not hesitate to fight.

Su Yao didn't get off the boat, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the deer tribe. Thick black clouds gathered in the sky there, and the darkness was particularly shocking.

Su Yao's tone was cold: "It's absolutely impossible for the tricks in the deer tribe to be as simple as using young girls to worship the gods to gain life span."

"I'll go and have a look." Zhongli teleported directly to the center of the battle between the two sides.

The soldiers' morale became more courageous when they saw his appearance. They already had the sharpest weapons, and their trained agility and reaction speed far exceeded ordinary people.

Zhong Li ignored the fighting warriors of the Luren Tribe, and walked towards their tribe as if no one else was there, and killed all those who tried to stop him.

More than a dozen people who tried to stop him lost their lives in his hands, and the long sword in Zhongli's hand was not even out of its sheath.

The warriors of the Luren tribe were shocked when they saw this, while the young leader of the tribe saw this scene, his face was pale and terrible, and he looked at Zhongli as if he was looking at a monster.

The moment Zhongli stepped into the Luren tribe, he felt something was wrong: "Ah Yao, come and take a look."

Su Yao received Zhongli's sound transmission and arrived at his side in the blink of an eye: "What's wrong?"

Immediately he also realized that something was wrong, the spiritual power here seemed to be stronger than other places.

Su Yao raised his hand and tried to draw the spiritual power into his palm. When the spiritual power passed through his palm, he realized something was wrong, and quickly dispelled the spiritual power.

It turned out that the spiritual power was more turbid than ordinary spiritual power. Once it was absorbed into the body, it would corrode the blood vessels, and even showed signs of demonizing people.

This is not a magic cave, how could there be such a weird spiritual power?

Su Yao once again set his sights on the sky above the Luren Tribe, where the black clouds were deposited, but ordinary people couldn't see them.

"Let's go in and have a look." Su Yao and Zhong Li ignored the defense of the Luren tribe and entered the depths of the tribe together.

At this time, the young leader guarding the rear of the tribe hurriedly sent the few warriors in the tribe to intercept Su Yao and Zhongli.

And he rushed to the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain as if he remembered something.

The mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and young people hurried on the road in the snow, and they would fall from time to time.He didn't notice that there were two figures accompanying him not far behind him.

It was Su Yao and Zhongli.

Outside the forbidden area, a wall with a height of one person was built with hard stones, and there was only a small door outside the wall for people to enter and exit.

That rich blood-colored spiritual power came from here.

After the young man opened the door, Su Yao and Zhong Li took the opportunity to follow in. However, even Su Yao and Zhong Li couldn't help being surprised by the scene behind the door.

In the small room, there is no ceiling on the top, and a thick stone pillar with three people hugging directly leads to the sky.

Below the stone pillars are shiluo boys and girls kneeling on the ground, kneeling for 9 floors around the stone pillars.

There was an open wound on their hand, and the flesh swelled very ferociously. The blood flowing on the ground was drawn into a blood river as thick as a finger, and gathered on a huge flower beside the pattern along the pattern carved in advance.

The flowers were in the darkness, exuding a faint scarlet spiritual power, while the boys and girls had almost no breath at all.

The smell of blood was strong in the small room, and the color of the ground had long since turned black and dirty. I don't know how long this kind of sacrifice lasted.

The young man circled around the huge flowers like a demon, and then saw the blood rivers that were already few in number, and cut his own wrists ruthlessly.

A large amount of fresh blood was sent to the root of the flower, and the dark color of the flower became deeper.

Su Yao sighed: "It's Mu Yuhua."

Wood feather flower is a kind of spiritual flower with low spiritual power in the cultivation world, but it is very effective in healing wounds. It is usually white or bright red in color.

This wood feather flower has been soaked in blood for a long time, and has been soaked in turbid air, so the ominous color has obviously been demonized.

Only the delicate center of the wood feather flower remained, and the fingernail-sized area retained its previous color, and what the young man had to do was to use his own blood to completely turn this strange flower into a magic flower.

At this time, the young man raised his head in horror when he heard Su Yao's voice, and saw the figures of the two slowly emerging, his eyes widened and he kept trembling.

But the more frightened he was, the more ruthless the force in his hand was. His wrist was cut to pieces, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his body.

"Who are you? Our deer tribe has no grievances with you. Why do you want to kill them all?" The young man yelled at the two of them, his voice mixed with anger and nervousness.

He was stalling for time, the divine flower would soon be completely cultivated, and by that time, he would be able to obtain eternal life as long as he ate this flower.

From now on, he can be his leader forever in the Great Barren Mountains. He can do many things that ordinary people can't do, and enjoy more beautiful rights and life than his father enjoyed.

"Where do these boys and girls come from?" Su Yao's eyes fell on the stone pillar behind the young man, and he raised his finger to shoot out a burst of spiritual power, which fell on the boys and girls, protecting their breath that was about to die.

"You have to take care of the affairs of our deer tribe. You'd better leave here immediately, or I will make you look good." The young man showed a fierce expression, and turned his head to look at the stamen in the middle of the flower.

According to his experience, the stamen should have been dyed black at this time.

However, what catches the eye is still a piece of pure white, and even the whiteness tends to be enlarged faintly.

"What's going on here?" The young man looked down in panic, only to see that the blood that had flowed continuously on the ground suddenly seemed to have disappeared at this moment, leaving no trace left.

And the so-called divine flower was originally changed by the deer tribe at a great cost. Now the blood that eroded it was cut off, and Mu Yuhua also relied on her weak instinct to resist the blood.

"Impossible, this is impossible." Regardless of his own wounds, the young man knelt down and pulled the root of Mu Yuhua collapsed: "For so many years, my father and the clan have worked hard for so many years, why is this happening?"

No one responded to his almost frantic questioning. Su Yao and Zhong Li watched indifferently as his blood spewed out in large chunks. The human body's instinctive blood coagulation function failed on this young man.

In just a few minutes, the young man woke up from the edge of anger. He felt the boundless coldness, and subconsciously made a gesture of hugging himself.

It was only then that he realized that his body was a little stiff, and this simple movement almost used up all his strength.

He was smart, and he put his situation in extreme danger in just a moment, so he cast a pleading look at the two of them regardless of dignity: "Save me, save me, please."

"I will dedicate everything to you, everything in the tribe."

Still no one answered, Su Yao and Zhong Lin watched coldly as the blood in his body drained, and finally he lost his breath.

On this altar where the lives of countless boys and girls were buried, the young man represented him and his clan, leaving his own life to make atonement.

The young man's body cooled slightly, and it wasn't until this time that Su Yao wrapped the boys and girls with spiritual power and sent them out of the priest's cell.

Outside the door, Chu Shan and other warriors had been quietly stationed there, waiting for their God Envoy and God Son.

The boys and girls floating in mid-air against common sense were quickly settled down by Chu Shan, Shitou and others. At this time, a fascinating voice suddenly rang out from the forbidden area.

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The author Jun encountered an emergency, so I stopped updating for two days. I am really sorry. Today I sent a million-word update to repent of my sins. I hope everyone will forgive me...