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Wang Hu's face changed several times, he was the Great Demon King who had survived five heavenly tribulations, what was the situation with this little girl, how could she imprison herself silently, and the most important thing was that Wang Hu didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power at all.

You must know that whether it is a formation or a forbidden method, it requires spiritual power as a medium, how can it be so silent and trap yourself without any reaction!

"Little girl, who are you?" Wang Hu couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head, so he simply didn't think about it, and asked the little girl directly about his doubts!

This girl named Little Bell was being pulled by her parents to her yard at the moment, as if she hadn't heard Wang Hu's words at all, and it was as if no one could see her along the way, everyone ignored the bald-tailed bird standing on the little girl's shoulder!

Wang Hu secretly operated seventy-two changes, trying to break free from this inexplicable confinement, but found that it didn't work at all, his own Taoism seemed to be sealed in his body by the little girl who didn't know how to use it, although he could feel it, but it was like a pool of stagnant water and couldn't do it at all!

Time passed day by day, Wang Hu watched the little girl stay by her parents' side every day, occasionally ran out to play with the second fat, and watched the other people in the tribe go out to work and hunt every morning and return late every day, the life in the village was peaceful and calm, and his heart was extremely depressed, Nima herself really became this girl's pet!

During this period of time, Wang Hu didn't find any trace of the blood wolf at all, which couldn't help but make Wang Hu even more puzzled, didn't the blood wolf come here? Then why did that blood swallow bring back such a piece of information?

"Could it be that this little girl is doing something with everything?" The bald-tailed bird that Wang Hu turned into couldn't help but look down at this harmless little girl again, Wang Hu had observed the girl countless times during this time, but this girl felt the same way to herself, an ordinary little girl next door, she couldn't imagine that the demon king who had spent five immortal tribulations in her dignity actually fell in love with her!

At this moment, the little girl was sitting obediently in her own small yard taking care of Xiaohua, looking at the bald-tailed bird on her shoulder and looking at herself, the little girl also stopped her movements and looked at Wang Hu, and the two looked at each other like this.

"Little bird, be good, don't have bad ideas!" The little girl with the bell stared at Wang Hu for a while, patted Wang Hu's bird head, and then turned her head and began to play with her little flower!

Wang Hu felt a pang in his heart, this little girl should be the same as Dandan, she can see through what I am thinking!

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang outside the door: "Bell, come, come quickly, the old patriarch has called us to worship the blood god......!"

"Okay, here!" Bell said with a reluctant look on her face, but she got up and walked out of her yard, where Bell's parents were waiting for her.

"Daddy, mother, why do we worship the blood god, the blood god has never appeared!" asked the bell with a pouting of his lips full of reluctance!

The honest man's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and he quickly covered the little girl's mouth: "Bell, you are still young, and you don't know how powerful the Blood God is, and when you grow up, you will understand, the Blood God is the god of our tribe, and now everything we have is given by the Blood God!"

"Everything now is clearly obtained by my father who goes out early and returns to hunt every night, and my mother who weaves cloth and farms every day, what does it have to do with the blood god!" the bell shouted very dissatisfied.

Her voice was like a silver bell, crisp and beautiful, and instantly attracted the attention of many people in the surrounding tribes, and in an instant, they had a very happy conversation, and a harmonious scene disappeared, and everyone distanced themselves from the bell family as if they were hiding from the plague, as if the bell had done something rebellious and angry!

Wang Hu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, this was the first time he saw the quiet character of the bell so eager, maybe things will take a turn here or not!

"Don't say the bell!" The mother next to her hugged the little girl in her arms and hugged her tightly, for fear that her daughter would suddenly disappear in the next moment!

"Okay, since everyone is here, then follow me to worship the Blood God!" An old man on crutches walked in from the crowd on the periphery, his slightly cloudy old eyes swept around the bodies of everyone around him, and the crutches walked towards the back of the tribe first.

Wang Hu's heart was shocked again at the first glance of this old man, this old man was the only one in the entire tribe Wang Hu who felt the breath of the blood god, although it was very light, and he also felt that it was slightly different from the blood god technique he cultivated, but it was real!

This time, perhaps because he felt the change in the atmosphere, or the nervousness in his parents' demeanor, the bell didn't say anything more, but his little face still looked very sullen!

A group of dozens of people left the village in a mighty way, heading towards a dense forest behind, as they went deeper and deeper, Wang Hu suddenly felt a strange smell of blood, this smell of blood is very light, but the impact is not small, it contains countless negative emotions, if you inhale these smells too much, you will become manic, irritable, and even go directly into the devil!

Wang Hu was very puzzled when he saw this scene, why did this place where the blood god was worshiped have such a bloody smell with negative emotions?

You must know that the blood god is one of the oldest gods in ancient times, although the exercises he created are related to blood, it looks weird but it is just peaceful, how can the tribe that sincerely worships him have such a bloody smell?

"Stop!" Suddenly, the old man who led the way in front of him shouted, and bowed down with a plop, and everyone who followed behind saw the old patriarch kneeling, and immediately all of them knelt down, and many people were frightened, their heads touched the ground deeply, and their mouths kept chattering.

"What about the Blood God Statue, what do you worship without the Blood God Statue?" Wang Hu looked around, and soon found the object of their kneeling, and on a small grave-like dirt bag in front of him, a spear stained with black blood was stuck diagonally there!

"Sure enough, it's the Blood God Spear, but this gun looks a little wrong!" The bald-tailed bird that Wang Hu had transformed into looked at the spear in front of him in disbelief and looked at it carefully!

Suddenly, the spear shook, and a blood-colored figure slowly emerged on it.

"I am the god of blood, are my sacrifices ready?" A rumbling sound exploded in everyone's ears, and everyone, including Wang Hu, seemed to be in a sea of countless corpses and blood in an instant!