The two little white rabbits carved by the radish rolled to the ground, their flawless bodies stained with red blood and gray soil.

The stone with sharp edges and corners was pushed by the person behind Aya Qingxuan.

'Qiang-'

The silver-red spirit sword flew from nowhere, and the blade blocked the unexpected attack.

Aya Qingxuan saw the bunny dripping blood on the hide.

Her face was in a trance, and tears were still flashing in her eyes, "I-I don't know what's going on, Huzi, Huzi."

A black breath hovered above her head, and her other hand was also covered with blood.

Ling Qingxuan narrowed her eyes, the silver-red spirit sword cut off the black aura above her head, the little girl frowned and asked, "Little black blood?"

This time, the water in Tutu's eyes rolled directly into beads, "Ugh... Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, Huzi, help me, I didn't do it on purpose to Xiao Hei, I'm so angry, I don't know. What am I angry about, I have something at hand, I just pick it up, and then Xiao Hei... Xiao Hei..."

Tutu collapsed on the ground and cried, Ling Qingxuan had no choice but to use a trace of spiritual power to pull the spirit sword, so that the spirit sword continued to transmit the spiritual power to the cracks in the plane.

"Crying doesn't solve anything."

Ling Qingxuan pulled her up, took her back, and gave her a pulse. Fortunately, she was still a long time away from giving birth, and the black aura just controlled her and didn't hurt the fetus.

In the love nest of Tutu and Black Panther, the black panther has transformed into a beast, and the blood is not visible on the pure black hair. His body is slightly undulating and looks very painful.

"Xiao Hei!" Tutu didn't dare to get on top of him easily, so he could only ask Ling Qingxuan for help with his eyes.

Fortunately, the black panther just lost too much blood and didn't hurt the vital point. After Ling Qingxuan quickly dealt with it, his heart suddenly ached.

She pinched where her heart was and looked back.

The silver-red spirit sword floated in the air, following her all the time.

What happened to the little guy?

Ling Qingxuan stood up, her mind was a little dizzy, she closed her eyes and held the spirit sword.

"Huzi, are you alright?" Tutu sniffed and stretched out her hand worriedly, trying to help her.

"It's okay, don't come out for the time being."

The spiritual energy outside is still filling up, and zz anxiously said: [Host, if you stop first, and then continue, your body will not be able to bear it. 】

Ling Qingxuan wanted to find Hoshino to remove part of the black energy outside, and she stopped and headed for the depths.

Unexpectedly, before they approached, they were stopped by the orc troops brought by Ziluo.

"Langxue is dead, and the person who sacrifices to the sky has to be re-selected."

Although there was no obvious black aura on Ziluo's head, Ling Qingxuan saw the black energy rolling in the rubble on her forehead.

"Where's Hoshino?"

The other Aya Qingxuan didn't pay attention, and she didn't notice Hoshino's breath here.

The spirit sword swayed left and right, but Hoshino's position was not determined.

[Host, the villain shouldn't be...] zz didn't dare to guess later, because even it didn't locate Hoshino's location.

Zi Luo took these people and looked at Ling Qingxuan aggressively.

That little female is vulnerable in the crowd, she shouldn't live in this beast world at all, she should belong to the group that has been eliminated long ago.

After Zi Luo hid Hoshino, she went to the stone prison.

Lang Xue's body was dilapidated, and it was her previous male who did it.

This crisis caused the entire tribe to be in chaos. The male took advantage of the chaos to enter the stone prison and killed Langxue extremely cruelly.

The arrogant leader of the wolf fur tribe died just like that.

However, the current situation gives Ziluo a good reason.

She clenched her spear and pointed at Ling Qingxuan, "These disasters are all because of you. Only by sacrificing you to the sky can our tribe recover!"

The orcs raised their weapons and roared as if they had been brainwashed.

If that's what those black energies are driving, they're really intelligent.

"You only have this nonsense to talk about?" Ling Qingxuan's body was slightly low, holding the spirit sword, staring straight at her with cold eyes, just after the words fell, she rushed forward, and her figure was so fast that the human eye couldn't catch it.

...

"Grandpa witch doctor, how long are we going to stay here?"

On the top of the cliff, when the ominous omen was discovered, the witch doctor gathered the people of the elephant tribe and asked them to sit together on the grass.

The spear was bored and stuck his head out, but the view from this place was not good, and he couldn't see the situation of the wolf fur tribe below.

The witch doctor closed his eyes, and there were strange formations surrounded by stones, and there was also a transparent aperture protecting them.

Outside the aperture, there is a sparse black breath.

"Wait until she makes a decision."

"Who? What's the decision?" Lance couldn't understand what the witch doctor was saying.

"I smell blood, something must have happened to the wolf fur tribe." The spear got up from the ground and was caught by the thin hand when he passed by the witch doctor.

The witch doctor spoke earnestly, and those piercing eyes stared at him, "Are you really going?"

The spear nodded, "Although you said that A Ling is no longer my target female, the witch doctor, you are not allowed to call her, but it is fate to meet, the wolf fur tribe has stopped me for so long, I can't just watch them go wrong. ."

The witch doctor's hand became heavier, and suddenly loosened.

"In that case, you can go." The witch doctor showed him a way. "It's faster to go down there."

"Thank you, Grandpa Witch Doctor!"

The spear greeted the people of the elephant tribe and rushed out of the anti-retention ring arranged by the witch doctor.

When those black energy saw someone, they immediately surrounded them, but when they hit the spear, they dissipated instantly.

The witch doctor looked at his figure and slowly shook his head.

"Witch doctor, this is a disaster for the wolf fur tribe, it should have nothing to do with our elephant tribe, we just go back." An orc spoke behind him, and was scolded by the witch doctor, "This is not a trivial matter of the survival of a tribe, don't get lucky with our tribe. Nothing will happen, it's just a matter of time."

"You, all pray with me!"

When the witch doctor was in the elephant tribe, he was always gentle, but he never showed such a severe and violent image.

The orcs had no choice but to listen to his words and did not make a fuss.

The spear followed the path pointed by the witch doctor, but there was a gable in front of him.

He looked up and saw that he had to make a big circle down the mountain, and there were times when the witch doctor's grandfather made a miscalculation.

The uneasy feeling in my heart expanded, and the spear turned into a beast shape and kicked the gable with one foot.

It should be more convenient to make a hole out.

The back of the gable seemed to be hollow, and when he was kicked by this stout foot, a hole suddenly appeared.

The spear's eyes were dark, and something flew away.

He turned back into a human form in confusion, looked in, and said in a surprised tone, "Hoshino?!"

The man was sitting on the mountain, and there were gusts of cool wind blowing around.