Leng Xuan smiled to himself and said no more. After bidding farewell to Ziya, Leng Xuan walked quickly in the jungle. Not long after, he discovered that dozens of Wu clan members appeared near the Mongolian village. Look at all their clothes.
He was armed and seemed to be looking for traces of the Mengya tribe. Upon seeing this, Leng Xuan moved and, using the cover of branches and leaves, sneak attacked the Wu tribe members one by one. In less than a minute, the dozens of Wu tribe members
They all fell to the ground. However, Leng Xuan did not kill him. He was very measured in his actions. At most, he could let those Wu clan members lie in bed for a month without harming their lives. In his opinion, Wu Yang was the real
He is the culprit, but the other Wu clan members were just deceived by him, and their crimes did not lead to death.
After dealing with the Wu clan members, Leng Xuan continued on his way. After flying all the way, he soon arrived near the Wu clan's camp. Compared with yesterday, the Wu clan had fully strengthened their vigilance, and almost all the young and middle-aged people were armed.
Outside the Wu Clan’s camp, more than twenty Wu Clan members were patrolling back and forth, armed with spears and swords. In the middle of the Wu Clan’s camp, a group of women and old people were lining up, seemingly waiting for something. To Leng
For Xuan, those patrolling Wu clan guards were just decorations. It didn't take him long to sneak into the Wu clan smoothly. With the help of the cover of the house, Leng Xuan sneaked close to the center of the camp and looked at the women and old people.
At that moment, Wu Yang was seen walking out of the wooden house, holding a bamboo tube in his hand. Inside the bamboo tube, there were dozens of thin bamboo sticks. When he came to the crowd, Wu Yang didn't say a word.
He delivered the bamboo tube in his hand to everyone one by one. After the women and old people finished drawing lots, he turned to another person. In this way, after four or five minutes, all the bamboo tubes were drawn.
Finished. Looking at the bamboo stick in his hand, everyone in the crowd had different expressions. Some were nervous, some were pale, and some had faces full of joy. Wu Yang stood in front of the crowd,
After looking around for a few times, he said: "The person who draws the lot will step forward."
As his words fell, more than a dozen women and old people were seen stepping forward one after another. Wu Yang nodded and sighed softly: "You have ten minutes to say goodbye to your family. Go quickly." Hearing him
If he heard this, some women couldn't help but howl and burst into tears. Seeing this, Leng Xuan suddenly had a realization in his heart. If he guessed correctly, these Wu clan members should be using lots to decide their fate.
In other words, whoever wins the lottery will have to sacrifice himself to the witch god. One lottery determines life and death. Leng Xuan secretly shook his head. Although this method is fair, it is also cruel. Seeing those women and old people returning one after another
At his own home, Leng Xuan thought about it and locked his eyes on Wu Yang. He saw the latter walking back to his wooden house with his hands behind his back. When they fought yesterday, Wu Yang's wooden house had already
It was destroyed. But in just one day's work, the Wu clan rebuilt a wooden house. When Wu Yang walked to the door of the house, Leng Xuan noticed that the other party's aloof demeanor instantly stopped, and then lowered his hands with a look on his face.
He walked in respectfully.
Seeing this, Leng Xuan was certain that the injured witch god must also be in that wooden house. Having found the target, Leng Xuan immediately had a plan in his mind.