The villain master just wants to die [Transmigration Book]

When Jiang Mingchen woke up, he found himself thrown into the cabin again.

This time, he was the focus of attention, and his hands and feet were wearing shackles of unknown material.

One pair is tens of catties, and the two together weigh even more than himself, how can he still move?

Jiang Mingchen just struggled a little, and a circle of red marks immediately appeared on his wrist.

Isn't it a bit of a fuss to use such a torture device to deal with a child of how old?

Jiang Mingchen couldn't help but slander.

He leaned against the bulkhead, looked around, and found that this was an independent cabin, about three square meters, not to mention people, not even sundries.

Jiang Mingchen listened attentively, and there was a dead silence outside.

When he lowered his eyes to think, he found that the dagger was gone again, and he didn't know whether it was confiscated by the traffickers or he ran away by himself.

If it runs away by itself, there is still a possibility of coming back, but if it is confiscated, it is really hard to say...

What now?

Jiang Mingchen touched it, a little hesitant.

Do you continue to look for opportunities to escape?Or let nature take its course and see where the traffickers will send him?

If this is an illusion, if you want to break the situation, you may have to go to the place of living sacrifices.

But what if it's not an illusion?

Jiang Mingchen always felt that this time was different from the previous trials and illusions, but he couldn't explain why.

He wanted to close his eyes for a while, and then comb carefully, but there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and there was only a "click", and the door was unlocked.

Jiang Mingchen looked up, and met the gaze of a burly man.

The strong man was a little surprised to see that he didn't cry or make noise after waking up.

"Boy, don't blame me, it's all because of your bad luck to catch up with the Moon Festival."

Hearing this, Jiang Mingchen's heart sank.

Even though he was mentally prepared in advance, when he was carried to the altar, he almost vomited.

The air was filled with the smell of fermented blood, which was extremely stinky and rich.

An open-air altar with a height of one person is light pink, with traces of blood staining.

There is a circle of people around the altar, roughly a dozen people.

Most of them are mortals, and only a few are qi refining monks.

On the altar, a person stood majestically, wearing a black hat and robe, and a golden mask, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

As soon as Jiang Mingchen arrived here, he was pulled towards the altar by an invisible force.

"It's a pity that this sacrifice is used here."

The mysterious man grabbed Jiang Mingchen's neck, and he knew that he was not ordinary just by naked eyes.

After testing it with the instrument, the mysterious man's expression changed drastically, as if he couldn't believe it, so he hurriedly tested it a second time.

Seeing the exact same result, the mysterious man had no choice but to believe that the person in front of him was actually a fire element heavenly root!

Ruthless things!

This kind of qualification can be saved to the end and used as a "holy weapon" for summoning gods!

If you bring this child back, wouldn't it be a great achievement?

Behind the mask, the mysterious man was overjoyed and made a decision without hesitation.

"Change another sacrifice, he can't move!"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately went to the cabin to pick him up again.

The mysterious man valued Jiang Mingchen very much, and was afraid of being intercepted, so he didn't send him back, but let Jiang Mingchen stay under his nose.

Jiang Mingchen looked as if he had been frightened stupid. From the beginning until now, he has not cried or made noise, and kept silent.

This is exactly what the mysterious man wanted.

He is just a foundation-building cultivator. Although his cultivation level is not high, he can be considered a formidable figure in such a sparsely populated border town.

Not long after, new sacrifices were brought.

The mysterious man carefully put Jiang Mingchen down on the altar, ready to do it again and perform a living sacrifice.

The new child was stunned and unconscious.

The mysterious man probably wanted to try his luck again, and tested his spirit root with a weapon, but he was a little disappointed in the result.

He acted rudely and threw the child to the center of the altar.

About a quarter of an hour later, seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, the mysterious man waved his hand, and hundreds of candles were lit simultaneously, forming a mysterious and complex totem.

In the blink of an eye, he raised his hand again, and the child lying in the center of the altar immediately floated into the air.

The red candle flickered, the figure was like a charm, and the atmosphere at the scene gradually became strange.

The onlookers held their breaths and concentrated, unable to hold back the excitement in their hearts, as if the blood was surging and was about to spurt out.

In the hands of the mysterious person, a scimitar with bull's ears appeared at some point, and it was swimming around the child's body, and finally stopped at the heart.

At the same time, a small figure had already quietly crawled to the edge of the altar.

Everyone was focused on the sacrifice, no one paid attention to Jiang Mingchen at all.

After all, he was wearing shackles on both hands and feet, and he was a kid, so he couldn't figure out what to do.

At first, Jiang Mingchen was helpless, until the dagger appeared beside him inexplicably.

Right now, he quietly cut off the shackles, holding the dagger, and slowly moved to the blind spot of the altar.

The candles on the altar were not placed randomly, Jiang Mingchen saw the mystery at a glance, and quickly poked over a few candles while no one was paying attention.

The aura that had been lingering around the altar suddenly became chaotic, a gust of wind rose from the ground, and there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

Just as the tip of the mysterious man licked blood, he was disrupted by a sudden "accident".

"Damn! Catch him!"

After the mysterious man saw that it was Jiang Mingchen who did it, he was furious and ordered to stop him immediately.

Jiang Mingchen, however, did not stop doing anything, directly climbed onto the altar, kicked all the candles away with one kick, and even waved the dagger in his hand when other people rushed towards him, deliberately attracting people to step on it.

One person's destructive power is limited, but a group of people is overwhelming and unstoppable.

After a while, almost all the candles were trampled into several pieces, making them unusable.

Seeing that the auspicious time was missed, the whole altar was in chaos again, and the sacrifice had to be suspended.

His eyes were red with mystery.

He returned to his mission this time, and there must be no good fruit to eat.

Unless you can offer "good things" to make up for it...

He obviously hated Jiang Mingchen to death and wanted to cut him into pieces, but he had no choice but to order him to be captured alive.

The mysterious man pinched his own tiger's mouth, suffocating with depression.

And all of this was seen by the three monks who rushed over.

A gust of wind swept down from the air, and several strong men holding Jiang Mingchen were instantly thrown away.

But Jiang Mingchen was safe and sound, being gently rolled into the air, and the child who was lying on the altar went up to the sky at the same time.

The child fell into the arms of a young man, and the wound was gently stroked, and it healed up out of thin air.

Jiang Mingchen was hugged by a gray-robed monk.

He raised his head, failed to see the other person's face clearly, but was attracted by a wisp of beard, his eyes followed the beard, and wanted to grab it with his hands.

He never thought beards were good-looking before, and he even thought they were sloppy. It was not until now that he understood what it meant to be immortal.

"Uncle, everyone has been caught!"

Just when Jiang Mingchen was in a daze, another young man who didn't hug the child used a golden "fishing net" to trap everyone present.

Jiang Mingchen realized later.

This is... a rescuer?

He had been tense before, but now that the crisis is over, his body suddenly relaxes, and he just feels exhausted.

"There are other children on board...Xuancheng..."

Before falling asleep, he spit out a few words with the remaining strength, hoping that the other party would rush to save him.

"rest assured."

A warm palm patted Jiang Mingchen's head, with a hint of comfort.

"This matter, Tianxuanzong will definitely investigate and find out."