"Blood, you and I don't have any grudges. Today, my people have suffered a lot of casualties in this Pig and Sheep Gorge, and I don't care about this matter anymore. Just one question, can I use this person's life in exchange for my Cangjiao tribe passing through the Pig and Sheep Gorge safely?"

Moog asked straight to the point.

That's not right. The place where Huang Blood stood was backlit to Mu Mo, and he could only see his tall shadow and shook his head.

"Pig and Sheep Gorge is the only way for blood refiners to pursue the beast tide. This road belongs to all the blood refining tribes, how can I occupy it with the Red Thorn Division? If you want to pass through, you don't need to exchange my son's life for it, you can just pass it directly. ”

If it weren't for Moog, some of the stubble people below would have wanted to scold a long time ago. You all know that this road is shared by all the blood refiners, and you still sent people to dig pits and condescendingly intercept here, causing so many of us to die?

Mug looked at the menacing red-thorned man above his head and thought to himself: "You said that I could pass at will, but when my large army came to pass, so many of your men and horses hung above my head, and there were arrows and stones on it, and our tribe didn't know how many more people would die." Even if you can pass, you will be crippled. Is this your ploy, to take me for a fool?"

Although Huang Gu is in his hands, if the other party attacks, he can take Huang Gu as a hostage. But he couldn't tell if the blood was really a rat trap. There are many wives and concubines, and there are many heirs, and this Huang Gu is just one of his favorite sons. In case he turned his face and disregarded his son's life, Mug would not dare to gamble on the survival of the entire Cang Straw tribe.

"You don't have to beat around the bush. Mug replied directly, "I swear by the lives of tens of thousands of people up and down my Cang Straw tribe, you first remove the men and horses in the canyon, and after my Cang Straw tribe passes, I will release your son." Isn't that fair?"

Huang Xue lowered his head and smiled: "You and I are originally brothers of the same clan, why are you so cold-blooded and ruthless? What's more, my son is just blindly obedient, not the first evil. You have beaten him like this, and you have taught him a lesson. Why don't you let him go, and I'll take them down at once. When you get to Kapok City, I will definitely give you another explanation for this sneak attack. ”

His meaning is very simple, you release the people first, and then I will withdraw the troops. But for Moog it was impossible. What if I release the people and you don't withdraw your troops? The barbarians are different from the Terrans in Middle-earth, but there are no magic weapons such as the Xuanxue Deed to agree on a treaty.

Moog said categorically: "We were killed and wounded during the day when we passed through the canyon during the day. If I had let the blood go, it would have been impossible for so many old and weak women and children in my department to pass through here safely. If you refuse to withdraw your troops first, I will have no choice but to carry your son and break in!"

That is, the fish is dead, and the net is broken. I may not be able to kill you, but at least I can take your son with me to bury you!"

A torch was raised in Blood's hand. The light of the fire dancing in the wind illuminated part of his face, but left a clear shadow that intertwined with it, making him appear to be wearing an eerie mask that constantly flickered.

He fell into a tangle, and finally his eyes flashed, and he made a decisive decision, saying: "Mug, you can't believe me, it's just because these children are whimsical and intercept your tribe here, causing a lot of casualties in your tribe.

"With this grudge, even if you really pass safely, I am afraid that you will come to the front and intercept us people. Behind is the tide of beasts, and I am also in trouble.

"I'll give you an explanation now, you and I will settle this grievance, and from now on we will be a blood alliance and never fight again, how about it?"

"Oh?" Moog was intrigued, but not convinced, "how are you going to give this an account?"

"Hongjin, come and kneel for me!" Huang Xue waved his hand and shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing a young priest's silver black robe was pushed over tremblingly and walked to the edge of the cliff. When he was about to be pushed down, he threw himself to his knees.

Huang Xue lowered the torch in his hand, reflecting a pale face that was slightly childish, but full of fear at this time. He shouted:

"I've looked into the matter thoroughly. This person is Hongjin, the new young priest of our department. It was he who acted recklessly, acted without authorization, and instigated Huang Dare and others to intercept your department here, resulting in the death and injury of your department. ”

Then he swore again: "I swear in the name of the silver dragon snow god worshiped by my Red Thorn tribe, if my words are false, I will fall into hell forever, and it will be impossible to turn over!"

Moog's heart sank. Their blood refiners worshipped the Silver Dragon Snow God, and if they swore in the name of this god, he would not dare to believe that what Huang Blood said was false.

Moreover, when the people of their vanguard fell into the pit during the day, he also saw with his own eyes that Hongjin was commanding Ruoding on the mountain wall, and he had already decided that this person was the culprit.

A milky child sat in the position of a young priest, and a whimsical idea provoked the two tribes to go to war, and the blood flowed like a river. Moog couldn't wait to skin and cramp this ignorant bastard. But even if he is reduced to meat sauce, those who died innocently will not be able to return. It's hateful, hateful!

The middle finger of the bloody one quietly stretched out, turning into a crescent-shaped piece of sharp claws, shimmering with a silvery metallic luster. He said casually: "Since you have done this yourself, then use your own blood to pay it back!"

Hongjin raised his head suddenly, he still couldn't believe it when it came to the end, he was the young priest of the tribe after all, and the patriarch really wanted to cut him?

But before he could utter a single cry for mercy, the silver light flashed through his eyes like lightning. Then his eyes turned into darkness at the same time.

Hiroshi's neck was neatly severed in an instant, and dark red blood spurted out in the faint light, like a miniature volcano suddenly erupting.

His head rolled down the steep mountain wall like a ball, just at Moog's feet.

......

In the gray night sky, from time to time, dull thunderous sounds and flashes of light came from high in the sky, as if a fierce storm was taking place in the distance.

The snow fog obstructs the view and blurs people's vision. The barbarians stationed at the top of the mountain were ordered not to get involved in this matter. At the same time, their great patriarch was negotiating with the Straw people, and they only dared to look curiously into the foggy sky under high tension. Bursts of mana ripples continued to come from the air, as if the heavens and the earth themselves were shaking.

But Gou Zhu made it clear that it was those Void Pill Demon Cultivators who came suddenly, and Mu Fei and they had started. He wanted to go to the rescue immediately, but after much hesitation, he didn't move.

He still hid in his hiding place and did not take any action, completely concealing his Yang Dan, while the Yin Dan exuded an ethereal chaotic aura that enveloped the surroundings.

This qi is known as Yin Dan Trick Qi. Trickery Qi is not a magic technique, but as long as the best Negative Void Pill is used, the operation of True Qi will naturally arise. Its effect is similar to that of taking the Turtle Breath Pill, which can integrate its own breath into nature, so that the other party does not feel its existence at all.

Treachery is only effective against enemies whose cultivation is inferior to their own. However, even if the enemy's cultivation is higher, or if he has a powerful reconnaissance magic weapon, his senses will be disturbed by the chaotic and treacherous aura. Although his existence can be detected in general, it can only be locked onto a certain range, and it is difficult to find out his specific location.

Because Gou Zhu knew that he was also being targeted. If he took the initiative to appear in two places and act at the same time, and could not defeat the other party in a short period of time, not only would it not help Mu Fei and the others to fight the enemy, but they might also be distracted to save themselves and lead to defeat.

Now it's a four-on-four situation. With the strength of Tong Yao, Mu Fei, and Mu Tou to deal with those three demon cultivators, if nothing else, they will win soon. So he might as well drag an opponent here, and wait for Tong Yao and them to solve the opponent and then win more with less.

Just as he expected. A cloud of purple light flew around the gray mist of the night sky like a ghost, and an invisible dark light that gave a strong sense of dullness swept in all directions, especially repeatedly sweeping over the place where Gou Zhu was.

In the purple light, there is a female cultivator with a bewitching posture, who can't see her appearance clearly, and she is about the strength of the four colors of the Void Dan. She looked at it with the purple glass mirror, and there was a faint flickering brilliance in the mirror. But when she got closer, the brilliance moved somewhere else.

The colorless dark light emitted by the purple glass mirror was actually her gaze. All he had to do was look in the mirror, and her gaze would be reflected in the mirror to the place where it was reflected. Originally, as soon as this mirror was shining, the divine consciousness of all living beings appeared, but she couldn't figure out how this flash of light could not be determined.

The other party is constantly moving positions and playing hide and seek with her? It's impossible. No matter how the other party moves his position, it will inevitably cause mental fluctuations. Even a powerful monk whose strength was far superior to her would not be able to reveal himself at such a fast speed in front of her.

Could it be that it is not the other party itself that is constantly changing its position, but the phantom in the purple glass mirror? This strange and superior reconnaissance magic weapon has actually been interfered with?