Ah!

The girls screamed in fright.

"noob!"

Hua Yueyu hugged Lin Baici, her body trembling like a baby bird bitten by a predatory bird.

Zhi!

A large amount of blood spurted out from Qiao Ning's broken neck, scattering everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers.

This horrific scene made everyone shiver down their spines and break into a cold sweat.

"What exactly is going on?"

Tang Zhiqian could no longer maintain his composure. He looked at Lin Baici and asked for an answer.

If he was killed by a monster, he wouldn't be so afraid, because no matter how scary the monster is, he can still see it, but now, just because of the 'voice' that predicted, 'You will be decapitated today!', Qiao

Ning's head fell off without any warning.

Who can bear this?

"There is too little data to analyze, but at present it seems that 'its' divination results will come true."

Lin Baici looked at the bonfire and frowned slightly.

The God of Cookery said nothing.

However, Lin Baici did not place all hope of getting out of this sacred ruins on it.

"What should we do?"

Lu Yingxi interrupted, her voice anxious.

"Perhaps those who come forward to divination can leave after getting a good divination result!"

Xia Hongyao's guess.

"How to get a good result?"

"Give it money?"

"Money is probably not enough, it should be some precious sacrifices, such as gold and silver jewelry, pigs, horses, cattle, sheep and other animals!"

"Where can I get Sanshou in this place?"

Everyone was clamoring and trying their best to survive this crisis.

Lin Baici endured the physical discomfort, walked to Qiao Ning's headless body, squatted down, and checked her body.

"The wound on the neck is very flat, as if it was cut by some kind of sharp blade!"

Xia Hongyao also came over to express his opinions.

Lin Baici nodded, and after taking a brief look at the body, he reached out and grabbed the hem of Qiao Ning's white T-shirt and rolled it up for her.

A piece of pink underwear with lace was exposed.

Tang Zhiqian frowned when he saw this scene, but he remembered Lin Baici's identity as a divine hunter and said nothing. However, Lu Yingxi, as a woman, couldn't stand it and subconsciously questioned it.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone is dead, so don't mess with other people's bodies.

"I'm not as dirty as you think, I just want to see if there are any clues on her!"

Lin Baici explained that after making sure that Qiao Ning had no pictures on her upper body, he arranged the T-shirt and lifted up the tennis skirt.

Perhaps due to the massive blood loss, the skin on Qiao Ning's thighs was frighteningly white at this time.

"Did you find anything?"

Fu Jinlin was full of hope, hoping that Lin Baici could find the answer.

"No!"

Lin Baici looked at everyone: "Everyone, check your body to see if there are any abnormalities, such as extra tattoos or something."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and immediately began to check the parts that they could not see, such as the back, and asked their companions to help.

After a lot of fussing, I found nothing and everyone was normal.

"Let's run away quickly?"

Du Xin suggested.

Tang Zhiqian and Lu Yingxi have never experienced the Shenxu, but they are not bad at thinking. They estimate that those who leave will most likely suffer.

Besides, even if you run away, you have to let others try it first.

Before everyone could think of a way, 'it' spoke again.

"Kneel down and offer three sacrifices with your five bodies. You don't respect the heaven and the ghosts and gods!"

"I ask you, do you want to do divination?"

The same opening remarks made everyone's hearts twitch.

Who is being targeted this time?

After waiting for a few seconds, the dozen heads hanging on the hemp ropes opened their eyes again and stared at Tang Zhiqian's group.

Whoosh!

Like a wild cat whose tail was stepped on, everyone immediately retreated, trying to hide from the sight of those heads.

But those eyes on the head, staring at a boy with long hair and an artistic style, moved like maggots on the tarsal bones and could not be shaken off at all.

"not me!"

Not only Tang Zhiqian, but also everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't look at me! Don't look at me!"

The literary man prayed and hid for a few times, but found that he couldn't hide at all. He became desperate and shouted at everyone: "Can you help me?"

"Walking up to the sky, descending to the abyss, there are countless spirits, none of them more trustworthy than yours!"

"It's a good day for divination!"

"Come forward! Come forward! Come forward!"

'It' is urging, but with Qiao Ning's decapitation,

Taking a lesson from the past, the artistic man did not dare to approach the altar. He suddenly gritted his teeth and ran towards the direction he came from.

But he hadn't run very far when the strangely shaped mummy closest to him suddenly moved, as if a ferocious beast was preying on it, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

A scabbard made of animal skin was tied to the mummy's lower back. It stretched its right hand back and with a snap, pulled out a sharp bone knife more than a foot long.

Everyone held their breath nervously.

After the mummy got three meters closer to the artistic man, he kicked the ground with his right foot, flew forward, and hit his back.

boom!

The literary man stumbled forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

The mummy stepped on the boy's back, grabbed his artistically long hair with his left hand, and pulled it back hard.

ah!

The literary man screamed and threw his head back. The next second, the mummy put the bone knife on his neck and cut him violently.

Zhi!

A stream of bright red blood spurted out.

"Well……"

The artistic man's throat was wide open, and a wail escaped from it, but it was not shrill enough because of the wind and air leakage.

The mummy was cut back and forth several times, and after cutting off the literary man's head, he just carried it, walked to the altar, knelt on one knee, and hung the head on the hemp rope like drying salted fish.

After all this was done, the mummy returned to its original position and assumed its previous sacrificial posture, as if it had never moved.

Everyone looked towards the altar.

The artistic man's head hung there, with blood dripping from his neck.

Plop!

Several girls were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak and they sat on the ground.

Everyone was in despair. It turned out that they couldn't run away because they would be killed.

"What should we do now? Is it possible that we can only wait for 'it' to divine?"

Du Xin shuddered all over and finally realized the horror of Shenxu.

Zhou Ya regretted it to death. In order to get into Tang Zhiqian's circle, she asked Du Xin to take her to meet these people. She spent more than a thousand dollars to buy Du Xin a set of Estee Lauder cosmetics.

Instead, he got stuck in the ruins of the gods.
To be continued...